A canon-compliant drabble on The Amazing Spider-Man #83.
The gang was all at the airport for Flash's sendoff.
"So long, P.P. -Can't say I'm gonna miss ya." Flash teased, shaking Peter's hand.
"Take care, Flash." Gwen smiled, patting Flash on the cheek.
Mary Jane stood behind Flash, encouraging him to turn to face her. "About face, soldier boy. Gentle Gwen may send you off with a pat on the cheek... But Mary Jane is somethin' else-" she began, before wrapping her arms around Flash's neck and kissing him passionately. Flash awkwardly but excitedly returned the kiss, and Gwen, never one to back down to a challenge.
"Not bad, redhead. But now, if you'll hold the gentlemen's cap... And if Mr. Parker will kindly look the other way..." Gwen began, handing Flash's cap to Mary Jane, who gladly accepted it. A steely determination was in Gwen's eyes, as she pulled Flash in for a steamy and passionate kiss, grasping either side of his face.
The kiss ended, and Flash walked away looking dazed and high as a kite. "Whooo wheee! Who needs a plane? Just let me wave my arms and I'll glide all the way back to Nam."
"I know you were just being friendly, Gwen...but..." Peter began awkwardly, holding Gwen with one hand.
"Friendly my eye! I was doing my darndest to get you jealous, man." The blonde admitted, folding her arms across her chest, smirking.
"Say, M.J. You acted like you enjoyed that." Harry commented.
"What do ya mean acted?" Mary Jane asked, gesturing after Flash.
Flash had left on his flight, leaving Peter, Gwen, Mary Jane, and Harry back at the airport. They waved to his plane as he took off. Peter had his arm draped across Gwen's shoulders, and Harry and M.J stood next to each other.
"Boy, if you two kids were recruiting sergeants there wouldn't be a civilian left in town!" Harry commented.
"Come back safely, Soldier Boy!" Either Gwen or Mary Jane called. (?)
The remainder of the gang was in Harry's car by now, Mary Jane riding shotgun, and Peter and Gwen in the backseat. Peter was quiet for a while now, and Gwen finally had the chance to ask why.
"Why so solemn, Man 'O Mine?" Gwen asked, snuggling up against Peter.
"I don't know, Gwendy. Sometimes I feel that nothing makes sense." Peter replied solemnly
"Oh, you must have been listening to Gwendolyne again!" Mary Jane commented because it's the seventies and women can't be friends, and everything M.J says around Gwen is barbed and it gets no better after #121.
Harry dropped them off downtown, Harry and M.J had a date. It was cold, but Peter and Gwen decided to walk the rest of the way.
"Hey, how about catching Easy Rider with us?" Mary Jane asked.
"Sorry, sweetie. I want the lad all to my greedy little self tonight." The blonde replied, grinning as she popped the collar to her coat.
Peter ushered Gwen along the streets of New York, draping his arm across her shoulders again. "Glad you did that, Gwendy. I just wasn't in the mood. There's something... I've been wanting to- talk to you about..." Gwen wrapped her arm around his back, cuddling against him.
"Then chomp those lips, lover. I'm listening away." Gwen beamed.
SKREEEEEEEEEE!
A car screeched to a halt, metal clashed together. "That speeding truck... being sideswiped by another car!" Peter narrated, glancing over his shoulder. "Gwen... look out!" Peter and Gwen hit the ground, face first, hard.
Everything went dark.
Gwen was laying in a hospital bed. She found out she and Peter had almost been crushed in a car accident. Peter was completely unharmed, but Gwen was in a temporary coma. George stayed by her side the whole time, but Peter had yet to show up the entire time. George left the room, and she could hear him and Peter talking outside the room before Peter finally entered.
"Hey... If all patients were as voomy as you... Every guy would wanna be a doctor." Peter attempted at humor, but Gwen was in no mood by now. "Is... something wrong? Don't you hear me?" he finally asked.
"I hear you." The blonde began, her hands clasped just over her heart together. "I hear my ever-loving boyfriend who cares so much about me that he stayed away until now." Gwen explained, unable to even look at Peter, a tear trailing down her cheek as she turned her head away from Peter. "Dad, would you show Mr. Parker out? I wouldn't want to keep him from more important things."
George was ushering Peter from the room. "Honey, you... You've got it all wrong." Peter tried.
"Not now, son. She needs her rest."
A/N: She called him "Lover" again. Oh, and look at that, Gwen was hospitalized and her soul concern was that Peter wasn't visiting her. Interesting! #RetconSinsPast
Also, color me surprised, people vilify Gwen in this scenario!
