"So what happened to you?"

"I remembered that I had an assignment due in my photography class, and I thought – Hey! I'm at the Citadel! I can get some cool night shots. And was out in the garden when the whole thing happened."

"So you missed the Green Goblin's entire appearance?"

"Yeah pretty much. I saw Spidey of course. But left soon after. Guess I lucked out."

Noctis snorted. "Guess so. I tried looking for you but Gladio said that you had already left."

"Well I had told Iggy. So he must have spread the word."

"How did you get back out?"

"That Nyx guy helped me again."

"Oh. Him." Noctis hummed. "He's pretty cool."

"I like him. But that's mostly because he's saved my ass a few times while I've been at the Citadel."

"Gladio told me that a Glaive had to bail you out. I should have known it was him. He's kinda the hero type."

"I got that vibe." Prompto agreed.

"I think he's training with us today. You coming?"

"Don't hate me…"

"Prompto…"

"But I am super swamped today."

There was a pause before Noct responded, his voice much softer. "Are you ok?"

"What?" Prompto tried not to sound flustered. "Why would you ask? Of course I am!"

"You know if anything ever happens, or if you need help…" There was an irritated sigh. "You know right? You're always welcome to come to me. Ask for anything."

"I – I know Noct. Thank you."

"You're sure that there's nothing you want to say?"

"Positive."

"Alright then… I'll talk to you later."

"Ok. Bye."

The phone went silent.

Prompto gave the biggest sigh he could manage. He had nothing going on today. Even his police scanner was being silent. Which was super annoying. Spider-man wears a mask and suit that totally covers all skin therefore could totally go out and do things. Whereas Prompto Argentum did not wear a mask, and seemingly didn't have sleeves on any of his street clothes, therefore was stuck in his apartment all day do to the giant burns that were blistering his skin.

Several angry red splotches dotted across both arms and one on his left cheekbone.

This was one of those times he was glad that he had listened to Ignis about the potential need of a back up suit in case his other one needed time to be repaired. He had already wrapped it up with an apologetic note to the Advisor hoping that he would find time to patch up the old one.

The door to his apartment suddenly flew open. His senses weren't tingling so he assumed it was Ignis or Gladio.

"If you're here to rob me go ahead. Most of this crap needs to be thrown away anyhow." He gestured about his shabby place without moving from his spot on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Nice try." Gladio snorted. "But I don't think even a robber would take anything from here. Except maybe this."

Prompto sat up enough to see that the Shield was holding the back up suit in his hands, turning it over.

"Well this looks ok."

"It's the back up. The original needs some serious TLC." Prompto sighed.

"So he what – breathes fire?" Gladio was examining his arms now.

"No. He just throws explosives around like there's no tomorrow."

"Ouch. Did you try that salve that Iggy left you last time?"

"No…"

"And why not?"

"Because I kinda forgot about it. And kinda didn't realize that it worked on burns."

"It works on just about anything that would be causing you pain. So yes. On burns too."

"Fine fine. I'm getting it."

It took a great deal of effort and swinging his legs off the bed to motivate himself into actual standing. But once on his feet he managed to find the jar that Ignis had left before and began applying the sweet smelling substance to his burns.

"So why are you here?" Prompto asked as he put the salve away.

"Iggy was worried." Gladio shrugged. "And I was hoping you had some Cup Noodles."

"I knew it. There is some in the cupboard. Help yourself."

The larger man was more than happy to.

"Noctis was pretty freaked out last night when he couldn't find you. Tried rushing back into the chaos after I had just dragged him out."

Prompto sighed. Of course he had. "I just got off the phone with him. We're good."

Gladio gave him a hard stare.

"I know. Alright? I know."

"Then get to it."

Prompto made a whinnying noise before rolling over back on his bed.

"Wuss."

Noctis was looking at the paper Ignis had brought him. Over the years the Advisor had always tried to keep the Prince up to date on current events, but reading the paper had never interested him. Until Spider-man was making the headlines. Then the paper started having those awesome pictures along with the articles. A large pile of papers had been saved at Noctis's apartment, all with mentions of the friendly neighborhood hero.

How had he never noticed it before?

Under each picture, in the smallest size font possible, each one read Photo taken by Prompto Argentum.

His friend had apparently become Spider-man's personal photographer.

This was obviously what Ignis and Gladio had been discussing last night. Prompto was chasing after the hero to get those photos. Considering how close up some of these were, the blonde would have to be pretty near the fights.

Noctis was furious. Was this why he was always missing? Why he skipped classes? The secret that he always lied to cover? Prompto was tailing the hero and getting in the middle of these dangerous situations just for some photos?

He wasn't as big of a fan of the Spider as Noctis was. So he likely wasn't taking them because he was fanboy-ing. Was it for the pay? None of the papers had pictures from anyone else. They were all from Prompto. Maybe this was good pay? Did his friend need money? He knew his apartment wasn't the best. Prompto complained often about how his landlord was a bully, and that everything was falling apart. They were constantly stopping at the auto parts store on their way back from school so that the blonde could fix something or another.

Maybe Noctis could offer him a job at the Citadel? The pay would be way better than he made on his photographs. And safer. If anything he would be closer so that Gladio, Ignis, and himself could look out for him.

Pulling out his phone he pressed one to call Ignis.

"Hey Specs? I got a question for you…"