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Chapter 11: The Perfect Crime

"So, he said no?" Ned asked.

Peter sighed. "Yeah, he said no. Now what?" he groaned. "I can't make out this stupid equation. I'm missing something here."

"Give it time. I'm sure you'll figure something out," Ned replied as his eyes landed upon his textbook. He sighed. "Man, homework really wears you down."

Peter scowled. "Why are you complaining? You have it easier," he spoke as he eyed his stack of books.

"Yeah, I suppose but anyways why don't you take a break for a while? Then come at it again. What did your Chemistry teacher said?" Ned quizzed.

Peter sighed. "He said to widen your equation. Look at things from a different angle," Peter said.

"So look at things differently then. Find those missing elements and go from there."

"How do you know this?"

"I don't," Ned replied cheerfully which made Peter give him a strange look.

Needless to say, Peter has been working on the formula nonstop. Whenever he came close to it, he wanted to declare that he was finally done but that wasn't the case. He had been so coped up in the room that it was getting harder for Ned to get him out of the room to do something else. Peter refused several times which made Ned give up on him and he hung out with Michelle and even Harry where Ned found out that Harry wasn't that bad at all, making Ned wondering why Peter is against him.

"But I don't want to go with Harry," Peter muttered. "Besides, I'm busy."

The two were walking down the path, heading towards their dorms. They decided to meet up since they both had finished at the same time.

"He's not that bad. I don't see why you're so against him," Ned responded. "He's actually a nice guy," Ned paused and grinned. "You're not jealous because Michelle hangs out with him, are you?"

Peter gave him an awkward look, mumbling something incoherently. "No…"

Ned's grin grew wider. "It is!" he exclaimed, laughing. "You still have a crush on Michelle," he sang.

"I swear; if you tell her, I'll actually feed you to the Spiders," Peter threatened.

"Oh come off it," Ned chuckled. "Just wait and until Michelle finds out."

"I'm warning you."

Ned cackled. "But come on. If you don't tell her, she's going to be taken eventually, just saying," Ned paused. "But if you think about it, we gotta a problem. We can't get you to keep a date with a girl."

Peter glared. "Yeah well. Usually, Spider Man gets in the way and girls don't run away—"Peter trailed off as he goggled at the two girls that passed by. Upon seeing his stare, they giggled, whispering before minding back to their own business.

Ned smirked. "See? You could've asked them so here's a tip. Don't stare at them or otherwise, they will think you're a stalker or something."

"Thanks," Peter muttered. "And what are you supposed to be? My official guide in 'asking girls'?"

"Yep."

"Well then. I'm sure to fail."

Ned scowled. "Give me some credit," he muttered as they had now reached the familiar hall but just as they did, they saw Michelle's roommate who exited out of her door, sniffing a little.

Upon their arrival, Cassi looked up as she gave them a small smile.

"Hey, Pete."

Peter winced a little. "Um hey…Er…um…how's life?"

Cassi shrugged. "Alright, I guess. Uhm, you busy?"

"Er—"

"No, he's not. In fact, he's happy to take you out wherever you want to," Ned immediately jumped in. "Besides, he kinda has no social life," he whispered to her. "So yeah. You two go out and have fun!" Ned said cheerfully.

"But—"

"See you!"

With that, Ned shoved Peter in her dorm so that he stumbled a bit and quickly unlocked his door and went inside before Peter could glare daggers at him. He merely tightened his jaw, quirking an eyebrow.

The sound of the door being closed made him be aware and he saw Cassi, leaning slightly against it which made him be awkward a bit.

"Um…hi?"

Cassi giggled as she smirked. "Are you always this awkward around girls? I find that cute," she grinned as she grabbed Peter by the arm and pushed him to the bed.

"Ah, I actually have to go. I've got homework—"

"Oh, poo. It's Friday. Who in the right mind would want to do homework?" she said, giving him a sly smile as she found herself on top of him. Peter tried to push her away but it was futile.

All Peter could do was to slump lower in hopes of getting away from her but she just came closer until he could feel his breath on his mouth.

"I'm sure homework could wait for just one night…"

Using this chance, Peter managed to shove her away and he quickly got out of the bed.

"Look, I really need to go. I've got stuff to do and I can't do it today so—"

Peter winced when Cassi began to pout, biting her lip. She crawled off her bed and pulled him closer to her.

"Please?" she gave him puppy eyes. "Just today?"

Peter groaned silently. He hated Ned and he wondered how things would've been different if he hadn't save Ned from the building.

Screw you, Ned.

Peter sighed. "Alright. Okay, I guess we could go out…"

And that instantly made Cassi be delighted. Peter mentally cringed at his decision and he hoped that he doesn't regret it. Which he probably will.

Soon enough, evening already came by though Peter's mood hadn't improved. He was still sulking, complaining how he rather stay here and finish the formula than going out with Cassi. Ned simply sniggered at his demise, grinning like a Cheshire.

"I hate you. I really do," Peter muttered, straightening his shirt.

"You'll thank me later," Ned cheered. "I bet Aunt May would be happy that you're finally having a girl with you."

"Shut up," Peter growled.

Ned giggled. "Just go and have fun. Just don't get drunk."

Peter snorted. "Right," he glanced to the right and saw the alarm clock which read 6:30.

"I should get going," Peter sighed.

Ned smiled. "Alright. And when you get back, make sure you tell me all about it!" he replied cheerfully as he opened the door, indicating that Peter should get out. Peter couldn't help but to think that Ned wanted desperately to have Peter out of the dorm.

"Yeah sure…" Peter rolled his eyes. As soon as Peter exited out of the room, the door was almost immediately closed. A few seconds passed and Cassi had also came out of her dorm which grabbed Peter's attention as he stared at her

She wore a black dress that went up to her knees though the dress seemed to be a bit too revealing and there were curls added to her long hair. Peter suddenly felt awkward as he wondered if girls really wear those kind of dresses to clubs. Maybe he should hang out more with the female population…

As one would say, curiosity killed the cat.

"Hey, Pete," Cassi smiled brightly. Needless to say, Cassi seemed to be in a much better mood compare to Peter. "You actually don't look that bad but shall we? The club isn't that far from University and it's the most popular club—everyone goes there."

Peter nodded. "Yeah let's go…before I change my mind," Peter muttered the last part quietly.

Smiling brightly, Cassi grabbed his arm almost too eagerly and headed down the hall.

They eventually reached at the club and Peter could already feel the loud booming music from outside. People were already waiting in line in order to get in. A few minutes had passed and the two were finally inside the club and the minute they were, Peter felt the music vibrating against him as his heart beat went beat rapidly. Multicolored lights shone the place brightly, sending out rainbows of lights skidding around the room and onto the sea of bodies that crowded the dance floor.

Sweat and alcohol reached Peter's nostrils much to his disturbance. He stumbled as people were pushing their way and due to the thundering music, it was almost impossible to start a conversation. Nevertheless, the place was packed.

"Hey, I'm going to get us drinks!" Cassi shouted though Peter merely nodded as he couldn't hear what she had said.

She left him for drinks, having Peter stand awkwardly as he watched the people. Most of them were on the dance floor, dancing—many girls were dancing sexily as they swayed their hips and the other half were chilling out at the bar. Until Cassi gets back, Peter decided to go at the bar to just sit around. He really had no idea what to do at a nightclub.

Nightclub, out of all places, Peter thought miserably. I'm going to kill Ned.

As Peter's eyes roamed around, he suddenly paused as he tilted his head to side, furrowing his eyebrows, wondering if he saw it right. He could've sworn he saw Michelle with Harry (who seemed, for the time being, to have gone away) but he wasn't quite sure since she wasn't exactly that near to Peter. Shrugging, Peter tore his gaze away and continued to look around until a voice spoke.

"I didn't know you liked to go clubs."

"I don't—"Peter began to answer but jumped with startle. There was Michelle who smirked.

"Hey, Pete," she greeted. "What are you doing here?"

Peter sighed. "Long story."

In all honesty, the way they were talking, it felt like they were playing a game on 'how loud they could scream.'

"Are you with Harry?" Peter asked.

Michelle nodded. "Yeah, I am. Who are you with? Ned?"

"I'm back with the drinks—oh, hey Michelle!" Cassi spoke which made Peter wince.

Well, things just got a little more awkward.

Michelle stared at the two, flabbergasted though Peter shifted in his spot with uneasiness, not liking where this was going.

"Uh, um…" Peter stuttered.

Michelle gave a small glare before she spoke. "Hey Cassi,"

"I didn't know you were at the club," Cassi said.

"Yeah well I do have a life outside of school," Michelle snapped. "I've got to go. See you later."

Peter sighed. Even as a civilian, Peter felt like he was the bad guy…Shrugging, Cassi handed him the drink which Peter took as he stared at it.

Cassi giggled. "It's Gin and tonic. Go on. Try it."

Still looking at it skeptically, Peter brought the glass to his mouth and took a sip. The bittersweet taste filled his mouth as he tasted more than one flavors. He thought he had tasted berries and maybe pine? He wasn't sure but the drink itself felt odd and it wasn't really his forte. He was also sure that he had made out lime as well but the different flavors caught him off guard and wasn't able to tell what was in it.

He slightly shivered from the cool liquid that entered his body and he brought the glass down, holding it. It was either him or the drink was a bit too strong for his taste.

Peter stared at Cassi who was already finished with drink and she placed it on the bar counter. And he hasn't even finished his.

"Come on, let's dance!" Cassi shouted eagerly.

"I don't dance. Um…"

Cassi stared at him. "You mean…you never danced before?"

Peter shook his head, placing his drink on the bar table. "No; I've never been to a nightclub. This one is my first."

Cassi felt like she had been hit by a bunch of bricks. "Well then. This is a good experience for you! Come on. Just finish the drink and I'll show you. It's easy."

Peter inhaled sharply as he stared at the liquid. If Cassi finished it in one go, surely Peter could do it as well…right?

Staring at it bitterly, Peter grabbed his glass and began to chug it down and in less than a second, the drink was gone and Peter placed the cup back on the counter.

"See? That wasn't so bad. Now come on! Let's dance!"

Excitedly, Cassi pulled Peter out of his seat as he stumbled. The dance floor was crowded and they had to push some people in order to reach where they wanted to go. The minute Peter was on the floor, he got pushed from the dancers; bodies were pressed against each other, all swaying with the music.

Peter awkwardly stood there, watching other people but Cassi's voice brought him back.

"Come on! Dance!"

Peter winced. "I don't dance."

She grinned. "Well you now do."

She began swaying her hips which made Peter stare at her, suddenly feeling very odd as his muscles were tense.

Damn hormones.

Hesitantly, Peter started to move with the music. He felt strange and silly as he waved his hands in the air.

"There you go!"

Peter smiled. Maybe this wasn't so bad. Besides, what could go wrong in a nightclub?

Soon enough, Peter found himself in a drinking competition where he was surrounded with people, chanting "Chug! Chug! Chug!"

They cheered when Peter finally finished the last drink. He felt woozy as his vision was slightly out of place but that didn't stop him though. He dared himself by stealing the limelight as he did all kinds of tricks; flips, sideway twirls which made people go wild at the scene.

Peter sat next Cassi, stumbling as he did so after he finally found her.

"That was so much...hic...fun," he slurred his words.

Cassi giggled. She too had gotten drunk.

"You're so funny."

Peter chuckled. "Hey...do you wanna know a secret? Hehe hic."

"Whaat?"

Peter grinned silly. "I'm Spider Man..."

Cassi froze, staring at him with wide eyes before she cracked a smile, laughing goofily. Two figures appeared which made the two look up.

"Hey lookee...it's Mary Who Jane," Peter giggled.

Michelle quirked an eyebrow, staring at him with a dumb founded look.

"Are you drunk?" she asked flabbergasted.

"Noooo..."

"I didn't even know it was possible," Michelle said.

"What do you mean by that?" Harry asked.

"Uh nothing."

Peter gasped delighted. "It's a fairy!"

Poor Harry gave him a blank look and suddenly felt awkward when Peter gave him a hug. Peter was about go to Michelle but she gave him a warning look, sending him cowering.

Michelle sighed. "Alright. I'm calling you guys a cab so you can get home safely."

"But I don't want toooo..." Peter slurred.

"Yes you are," Michelle said sternly before she got out her phone and dialed for the cab. After a short conversation, Michelle hung up and told them.

"It's coming in five minutes and if you two are not in the cab, I swear to Spider Man I'll haunt you in your sleep."

Peter gulped. "Yes ma'am...oh guess what?" he said excitedly.

Michelle sighed. "What?"

"He's Spider Man!" Cassi giggled, making her stare at the two.

Harry stared at Peter with an incredulous look, not sure if he should believe it.

"Yeah, Spider Man…hehehe…" Michelle laughed nervously. "Good one, Pete."

Harry gave them a strange look but he went with it, shaking his head with disbelief. There was no way Peter would be Spider Man. Especially not at this state. Who would believe him?

And sooner or later, Peter found himself in the bathroom, throwing up.

This is shit.

A knock came on the door which made Peter groan.

"Go away. Leave me alone to my demise," Peter moaned.

"Hey Drama Queen. If you're done, the cab's here," Michelle's voice rang.

Peter cringed from the loudness. "Not so loud…"

Another sound from the toilet being flushed was heard and Peter finally came out but he wasn't looking that great. Michelle stared at him though she bit her lip as she tried to contain her laughter.

"Damn…"

"Don't start," Peter muttered. He really looked so pale. "Can we go?"

"Sorry, Pete. I'm staying for a bit more. You and Cassi are the only ones going."

Peter nodded. "Alright. I'm still feeling kinda dizzy…"

"Go home and get some rest. Make sure Ned gives you plenty of water or otherwise you'll feel even more terrible the next day. You're lucky that we don't have classes tomorrow…"

Peter grimaced. "Can't imagine how that'll work."

Michelle flashed him a small smile before she took out her phone and looked at the time.

"You should get going. The cab should be here."

"If I could get myself in one piece…"

Eventually, Peter and Cassi left (though Cassi still wasn't sober, needless to say and the same goes to Peter since he had trouble walking towards the car). They finally reached their dorms with much difficulty as they happened to have walked around the same campus three times before one of them realized that they were walking circles. Peter wasn't sure what to make out for this night since he could barely get his head right.

"Hey Petey poo…I really had so much fun tonight…" Cassi slurred, stumbling over her feet.

"Er…sure…" Peter mumbled though he was ready to throw up again. Peter clumsily had his hand on the door knob but found it difficult to even open it.

"So uhm…g'night," Peter replied.

"Niighttt…teehee…" Cassi grinned as she managed to open the door and tumbled down.

Peter paused as he glanced towards the door. Ned wouldn't mind if he didn't came in, right? Like, he's sleeping and didn't want to disturb him…

"Hey uh… wait!"

Peter stumbled in and closed door.

The next morning, however, Peter felt terrible. He had trouble waking himself but even if he tried, he would only get a splitting headache where he had to shut his eyes, grimacing. Gradually, Peter forced himself to get up though he looked a bit disheveled and found himself staring at the floor across from the bed.

What exactly happened last night?

And second of all, how much did he drank? He didn't thought it was possible for him to get drunk since he had a much higher tolerance than a normal person.

Peter muttered, trying to get himself in order. This was already a terrible idea. And...hold on. Why does his room look different? Peter glanced around only to widen his eyes as he stared. He rubbed them just to make sure he wasn't dreaming properly.

Cassi was there, still sleeping though that made Peter panic.

Oh dear Spider...

Did...it...happened? Not wearing his shirt wasn't making things any better so it made him panic even more but he hoped they didn't do it. They hoped that in what's left of their sanity from last night they didn't went that far.

Oh shit.

Letting out a breath, Peter climbed out of bed and wore his shirt but as he moved, he froze when Cassi moved a little though he resumed walking when he could and then proceeded to walk out of the room, opening the door then closing it though he leaned against it.

He still had a pounding headache, making him cringe against the bright lights that were shining down the halls.

Sighing, Peter walked to the right and knocked on the door, hoping that Ned would be in there. Peter let out a sigh of relief when he saw Ned but he didn't expect this kind of answer.

"Where the hell have you been?!" Ned exclaimed, outraged.

"You know, if you hadn't dumped me, I would be here and please don't yell," he groaned. "I have a headache."

Ned gave him a blank look. "Wait…you got drunk? I didn't even know it was possible.

"Yeah well, it happened. Now can I get in?"

Ned rolled his eyes, stepping to the side. "Fine but you're answering Michelle. She texted me like ten times in a row, early in the morning. It's your funeral too," he muttered. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't bend you into a triangle."

Peter snorted. "You couldn't do it even if you had tried. You're not that strong and—"he paused. "Wait; what did you say?"

"Bending you into a triangle…"

Peter racked his brain—he attempted to anyway—before an idea came to his mind. He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. That was it. It wasn't the triangle that made Peter think about it but the fact that it was something else. It was the missing element that wasn't included in his equation.

Tumbling, Peter quickly made his way towards the table and began to write down, expanding his equation. After a few minutes of silence, Peter exclaimed.

"There! It's done! The formula is done!" Peter grinned until the pounding in his head returned to him, reminding him that his head still hurt. "Ow…" he whined. "Do we have any Tylenol?"

Ned sniggered. "Yeah; it should be in the kitchen's cabinet but the heck just happened?"

"Ned, I've finished the formula. I've found out what the missing element was," Peter called out from the kitchen.

"It was because of the triangle?"

"No. I already had the triangle in my previous equations—I just couldn't balance it properly but I've got it."

"Great now all you have to do is to 'borrow' some stuff from the Chem lab to actually make the webs…Enjoy!" Ned replied grinned while Peter made a crestfallen face as he realized that Ned was actually right.

"Damn. Everything just had to get more complicated," Peter sighed.

"Which is why you're the hero and I'm not," Ned smirked.

Over the few weeks, Peter continued to work on making his webs while at the same time, he had been yelled from Michelle which made Peter go in hiding. Nevertheless, he also tried to avoid Cassi. It was also a risky move by going into Chem lab since the professor was usually there after class, either giving some extra help to students who remained after class or marking the papers.

It took at least four tries to finish the webs since most of them would shoot in the wrong way, much to Peter's frustration but on the last try, Peter paused as he took in a breath and with shaky hands, he released the web from his shooters. A thwing sound was heard and Peter followed the trail and it stuck to the wall in perfect shape. Peter's heartbeat raced rapidly as he realized that he got the webs to work properly.

"Oh my God," Peter breathed, grinning. "I did it! I can't believe I did it!"

"Great now you can clean up the mess you made. In case you haven't notice, our dorm isn't a home for webs," Ned scowled.

Peter glanced at Ned, giving him a sheepish grin since Ned was tangled in webs.

"Uh, right. Sorry. Let me…just…erm, yeah…" Peter stuttered as he went to help him out.

It took a while to clean up but the room was finally web-free. However, as though it was on cue, the TV grabbed Peter's attention, stopping him in his tracks as he glanced at it.

"…there have been reports stating that people had claimed they saw Spider Man breaking into a Jewelry store. The store was left with webs as evidence…"

Peter frowned. "That's not me!" he exclaimed, throwing the webs that was in his hands in the garbage can. He growled. "I'm going to strangle him."

Eyes narrowed, Peter opened his closet to reveal his blue and red costume.

"I don't think it's wise to go in after what we just heard," Ned responded as Peter was dressing up. "They're going to expect you."

Peter climbed on the ledge of the window and he gave a slight glance to Ned. "Well then. I'm counting on it."


Spider Man eventually reached the Jewelry store and as expected, the shop was empty.

Typical…now I'm just a prey that's waiting to get the blow.

Spider Man resumed walking around in order to find the evidence where he apparently had placed it. A crunch was heard which made Peter lift his foot up to reveal that he had stepped on broken glass. He looked straight down the hall, eyes narrowed. He found the 'evidence room' which made him bent down to study it. The glass was broken, that much was known. However, something sparkly grabbed Peter's eye and he followed the trail of light until he reached it. There were jewels such as necklaces, bracelets and even rings (to name a few) were scattered across the floor.

Raising an eyebrow, Peter crouched down and he picked the necklace by the lace, examining it. Perhaps that was the wrong move to do since luck wasn't at his side at all.

"There he is!" a voice shouted, earning his attention.

"What…?"

"Stop him!"

"Wait! I'm not—"Peter made a sharp gasp as he narrowly avoided an oncoming bullet.

"Get him!"

Completely distracted, Peter forgot to place the necklace back where he found it and he began to run though at the end of the hall, Peter released his webs and he swung away.

"He's heading to the west bound! In need of reinforcements over."

Spider Man managed to lose the two police but they would eventually find him. Sighing, Peter walked away from his hiding spot though when he did, he found something else that attracted to him. He looked up, goggling it and he crawled up at the wall to look at it.

Spider Webs…?

Of course, that was the way to get him framed but how did Mysterio ended up having Spider webs? Did he created them? But the thing is though, this web looked like it had been here for a few minutes. However, Spider Man's webs are different; they disappear after an hour. This one here didn't seem to have broken down and it seemed to have lasted overnight.

That was the major slip up from Mysterio.

"Well, isn't odd how you had ended here…Spider Man?"

Spider Man quickly turned around and stared at the shadows and out from the darkness, Mysterio came with a Cheshire grin.

Author's Note: Whoo this chapter took forever but it was fun! And yay! We got to see how Peter made his webs—like he should've but being teamed up with Tony has its privileges I guess XD and no, I repeat no, they didn't had sex—even if they did, it wouldn't work out that well in the end—radioactive and stuff. And I've researched and in one of the comics, Peter had actually gotten drunk (well, was able to get drunk which ruined his hero-ing) What happens next? Find out! Toodles! PS: WONDER WOMAN WAS AMAZING!