"Ahh- "Peter yelped as his web shooter failed him once again, making him do a desperate landing through a window belonging to an abandoned building. He landed with an oof and rolled until he stopped, laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling that was full of cobwebs and dust.

"…ow." He tenderly prodded at his body with his eyes scrunched up, trying to make sure that nothing was broken from the crash landing. The sound of something against the hard wood floors caught his attention and made him open his eyes.

"Baaa."

What?

"Uh, hi." Peter greeted the cud chewing goat that was looking down right at him. His lips moving in that goat like fashion as he chew at whatever was in his mouth.

"Sorry about that, I didn't mean to break into your place." The black and white goat kept on staring at Peter with its yellow eyes as it kept on chewing.

"My web shooters broke in the middle of a swing, I didn't mean to crash land in here." The goat dipped its head down, as if understanding it was an accident and like he was forgiving Peter. Peter stayed on the floor, his eyes focused on the goat, until he remembered how weird it was that he found a goat in an abandoned apartment building.

"Say…what are you doing in here anyway?"

"Baa." Peter held up his hands in defense, still laying on the ground as he waited for the goat to show some sign of disinterest.

"Right right, sorry, that's none of my business, forget I asked. "the goat gave a small huff as if he was annoyed that Peter had asked, but was still willing to forgive him nonetheless. Peter stopped his thinking as he realized that he was talking to a goat, in an abandoned building, and for some reason, he did not find anything wrong with it.

"…I've really lost it haven't I?"

"Baaa." Peter didn't know if he should take that as a yes or a no from the goat, or if he should feel conflicted that he's actually trying to understand what the goat is saying. Peter continued to lie there, waiting for the goat to stop hovering over him and his head, his yellow eyes staring right into Peters soul the entire time. Well maybe not into his soul but that's how it felt like.

"Tell me Mr. Goat- "

"Baa!"

"…Ms. Goat?"

"Ba." Yep he was losing it

"Alright, tell me Ms. Goat, how do you feel about all of those goat videos where someone scares one of your brethren and they just fall over and people just laugh at them?"

"Baaa."

"You get angry?"

"Baa."

"You don't care?"

"Ba." The sound of an incoming call came in, and being the responsible and slightly crazy person, he is, Peter answered the call.

"Peter here."

"Peter!" Martinez's voice carried over the phone and directly into his ear, "Where are you man? We've already been waiting for 10 minutes."

"Ah see, here's the thing, I was on my way and one thing led to another and now I'm having a heart to heart with a goat."

"…Say that one more time?"

"I'm having a heart to heart with my goat friend here."

"Ba."

"See, he says hi."

"Baa!" this time, her protest was accentuated with a stomp of her hoof, making Peter cringe away from her.

"Right right, sorry, she says hi." There was silence on the other side and if it wasn't for the sound of Martinez's confused stammering, he would have thought he lost connection or something.

"Peter."

"Yeah?"

"Can you, god I can't believe I'm saying this, can you stop having a heart to heart with 'Mr. Goat- "

"BAA!" there was silence for a short second before Martinez continued.

"…Ms. Goat, do you think you can stop having a heart to heart with Ms. Goat over there and get over here?" Peter tiled his head in thought.

"I don't know, I would have to ask." Peter turned his head slightly to look at the goat directly.

"I gotta go, is it ok if I leave?" the goat stared at Peter for about 30 seconds before turning her head with a huff and walking away, a sign that Peter was allowed to leave. Peter jumped onto his feet with a smile as he told the officer the news.

"I'm allowed to go, I'll be there in 10 minutes." Martinez sighed heavily before agreeing and hanging up. Peter walked over to the broken window and started to climb out, only to look over his shoulder one more time.

"Sorry for the window, it was nice meeting you." Peter waved at the goat, who gave her own farewell, before leaving. Thinking over what just happened, he realized something.

It certainly wasn't the weirdest thing that happened to him.