A canon-compliant drabble on The Amazing Spider-Man #101.


Gwen was feeling particularly daring and amorous, sporting all red attire. Red dress, red knee-high boots, and a red headband. She dialed Peter's number, playing with the phone cord when Peter answered.

"Peter? I was hoping I'd corner you at home. Now, don't say a word- just settle back and listen. This is your lucky night Man O' Mine. In honor of Betty Friedan's birthday, I've decided to play liberated woman and treat you to the R-rated flick of your choice. I should warn you, I've already seen "Love Story"- but I've got enough Kleenex left to sit through it again. Or we could take in "I Am Curious (Yellow)". You could cover my eyes during the spicy parts." Gwen informed him playfully, perpetuating the idea Gwen's chaste because the CCA are cowards.

"Gwendy- I- Look, I may as well be frank with you." Peter stammered over the phone for a moment before carrying some resolve in his voice. "I can't see you tonight. Fact is, I'm gonna be out of town a while- maybe a long while."

Gwen grew more serious at that. "Peter- you sound so strange. Is it something I did-?"

"Why? Got a guilty conscience?" Peter snapped. "Well, I gotta go now-"

"Yes- I understand, Peter. I- won't bother you any longer. Good-bye..." Gwen's heart was broken, but she hung up the phone nonetheless.


A/N: Hm, interesting. "Guilty conscience?" And Gwen's response isn't "oh shit he knows" it's concern. #RetconSinsPast