AN: Hey every body I'm back. Like I said, update around the middle of February. Here's a little exposition for the second arc of the story. Please enjoy.
Arc 2, Chapter 1
Peter woke up again naked. A quick glance over to the alarm clock on a nearby bedside table revealed that it was after ten in the morning. Peter rubbed his eyes and double checked just to be sure. He then sighed because he had slept in again and continued to examine the rest of the details of the room. The sky out the window showed a grey overcast, but thankfully no rain. There were several condom wrappers in a nearby wastebasket, which peter made a mental note to clean up later. Peter continued to look around and saw no evidence of Felicia in the room, and he decided that she must have been the first one up, as she usually was after events similar to last night.
Peter then grunted and groaned getting out of the bed, still a little sore from the fighting last night. He meandered over to a nearby dresser and put on a white t-shirt and a pair of black boxer briefs. Then he went into the connected bathroom and proceeded to shave and brush his teeth. Peter then felt the all too familiar rumbling of the stomach of a hungry young man.
After he finished dressing in a casual blue button down shirt with brown cargo pants, it wasn't long before Peter made his way downstairs to make himself some breakfast. There he discovered Felicia sitting cross-legged on a stool in the kitchen wearing an off white robe, and looking at her schedule for the day on her phone.
"Good morning Beautiful." Peter said with a smile.
Felicia looked up from her phone and smiled as well. "Thought I wore you out so much you'd sleep past noon."
Peter walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out orange juice, bread and butter. "Well I need to go and do some work at Horizon. Max needs the final report on my new battery." Peter was just trying to cover up for the fact that Felicia had indeed left him tired and wanting to sleep a tad longer. "What is your plan for the day?" Peter asked as he poured himself a glass of juice and inserted slices of bread into a toaster.
"Get ready for the art exhibit tonight. You haven't forgotten have you?" Felicia finished with concern.
Peter smiled as he had not. "No. The exhibit isn't until seven tonight. I only need an hour to shower and put on a suit. I have plenty of time to get some work done. I'll bring the suit with me in a garment bag and shower at work." Peter explained. "You aren't going to spend all day getting ready…are you?" Peter asked confused.
"Well I need to go to the spa, the salon, the boutique, I need to get my dress from the fitter, make up. A few other small things." Felicia explained.
'Women'. Peter thought to himself. The toasted bread popped out of the machines which Peter happily retrieved, and greedily began to eat after smearing butter on each slice.
Felicia stared at Peter as he washed down the buttered toast with a glass of orange juice. "What do you need to do at work?" Felicia asked even though she knew she probably wouldn't understand.
"Just need to send my final report like I said. Other than that, I dunno, think up more things to invent." Peter said as he walked over to the TV and turned on the news.
The news anchor was explaining more details about the attack on the Alchemax storage facility. "Alchemax wishes to thank the NYPD for their efforts in assisting their emergency response unit, none of whom were injured. Alchemax public relations is saying that there was an undetermined amount of damage to property. In related news, the identity of the Hobgoblin in the attacks has been confirmed by the FBI to be international fugitive and former government agent: Jason Macendale."
"Uggh. I thought it was going to be that creep Phil Urich." Felicia said. "I thought Macendale was dead?" she asked confused.
"I read his the file SHIELD has on him, Macendale used to be in the CIA. If anyone could fake his death, it would be him." Peter analyzed. "With all of the industrial espionage, I thought it would have been Roderick Kingsley though."
The anchor continued to discuss the events from last night, at which point Peter stopped watching and got up to leave for work. He quickly went upstairs, and grabbed the garment bag with his suit and well as the duffle with his spider armor. As he went back downstairs and kissed Felicia. "I'll see you at the museum later." Peter said casually.
"See ya." Felicia said as he left the apartment.
Peter walked into his lab. He set his duffle bag down and hung up the garment enclosed suit on a hanger in the corner. He then walked over to his massive desk, and turned on a computer, and began to pull out some chemicals to make web fluid. This process had been done so many times now that Peter could do it blindfolded with a head cold and a hangover, and still get it right.
The only risk for doing this at work was that someone may walk in. The average person wouldn't know what the combination of chemicals would create, but the scientists at Horizon would recognize and extrapolate immediately that what he was making was web fluid. Luckily everyone would assume that he was making it for Spider-Man, which was correct, but no one would assume that he was Spider-Man. Also, no one was opposed to a assisting Spider-Man from time to time.
As Peter finished mixing the chemicals he put them into pressurized canisters for his web shooters. He then put the chemicals away and put the web fluid in his duffle bag. Just as he was finishing up, Max Modell knocked on the door to his lab.
"Come in!" Peter shouted walking over to his computer.
"Peter my boy, come to work again?" Max questioned with a friendly attitude.
"Yeah Max. Just finishing up my report on the battery. You want to read it know or later."
"I'll skim it now quick and read the rest later." Max said as he leaned over the computer and began to read.
A few minutes later Max cleared his throat and looked over at Peter. "Well done he said. Some of the other scientists will be very pleased to use this in their own work. Especially the ones looking into green energy." Max said approvingly.
"Happy to help." Peter said with a smile.
"What else have you been up to these past few days?" Max asked, hoping to get a glimpse into the mind of Peter.
"Actually I've just been familiarizing myself with nano-technology. See what we might be able to do there." Peter said, glazing over the truth that he had been researching it to target bad guys.
"Any ideas?"
"Not really. I don't have enough experience in the field to make any breakthroughs unfortunately. Been thinking about looking more into bio-chem. Was trying to stimulate accelerated growth of bacteria in petri dishes. If I could accomplish the same thing with skin cells using a salve on this skin, might be useful to the medical field." Peter theorized.
"How would this be different from a skin graft?" Max questioned.
"Don't need donors. Grown from the patient's own skin, guarantee that it won't be rejected. No need for surgery, which will make some people happy. That's just the stuff off the top of my head, without having a sales person or PR guy put a spin on it."
"Hmm. I like it. Make it happen." Max said with encouragement and enthusiasm.
Max began to look around the lab and noticed the suit hanging up on the hanger. "Goin' to a party later?" he asked.
"Kinda. Art exhibit. Felicia's thing, not mine." Peter said.
"What kind of art?" Max said genuinely interested.
"Don't know. Didn't ask. Goin' anyway." Peter said knowing that he would have gone to a small fashion show in japan if Felicia asked him to. "So long as it isn't some abstract folk art, I should be able to glean some level of enjoyment out of it." Peter said hopefully.
"Where is she now?" Max asked.
"Somewhere getting ready for the exhibit."
"Yes. The fairer sex does take pride in appearance at public events." Max surmised. "For which a young man like you should appreciate if you were wise."
Peter laughed. "I am well aware. Luckily Felicia makes appreciating her very easy."
A few hours later, Peter was in the locker room of the gym at Horizon Labs. Like many large technology companies, Horizon supplied many amenities to encourage the employees to work as many hours as they comfortably could. From a gym, to a subsidized, catered meals, to a number of bunks in a sleeping area, it was easy to spend many days in the building.
Peter had gone for a quick run before using one of the showers and made sure to use the supplied soap and shampoo, and well as being sure to shave and apply deodorant. He wouldn't hear the end of it if Felicia though he didn't care to look his best. Now dressed in a black two piece suit, black oxford dress shoes, and a black tie with a white button down shirt, he felt like he was prepared for a fancy party at an art house.
Peter's phone vibrated with a text message from Felicia saying she was outside. Peter left the building calmly and was greeted with a wonderful sight. Outside, Felicia stood next to a chauffeured town car wearing a black dress that would surly draw many eyes. It hung off both shoulders with thin straps, and exposed most of her back and cleavage. The bottom stretched just past her knee due the angle of the cut, but had a higher cut up her left leg allowing it to escape into the night air. Simple diamond necklace and earrings matched with black strap stiletto heels completed the ensemble. Felicia's look screamed elegant, but still sexy as sin, or maybe sexy as sin, but still elegant.
She walked up to Peter, here hair bobbing as she walked. "You know, it's easier to kiss me if you pick you jaw up the floor." She smiled knowing she had the desired effect.
Peter realized he had been staring open mouthed, he then smiled and kissed her eagerly.
"Ready to go?" she asked.
"Spend the night with my gorgeous girlfriend, eating and drink fancy stuff on other people's dime. Oh yeah, I'm ready." Peter said faking enthusiasm.
"Excellent. Follow me." She said walking to the town car.
Peter followed, but inside his mind he was begging 'please don't be abstract art, please don't be abstract art.
AN: First of all, I want to welcome all of the new people following the story. Secondly, I want to welcome all of the old followers back. My trip went about as well as expected, some busy points, some parts where I was sitting on my ass doing nothing at all. Good trip overall though. I want to get this story kicked off the ground, but am still ironing out details of the climax and falling action, so expect the next few chapters to be a little slower to be written. The plus side is I finished the story boards for a hardcore, violent Agent Venom story that I have told a few of you about. The response has been mostly positive, so I do plan on beginning to write that as well. Any who, thank you all again for ready, please take the time to review, they are the single greatest motivator for me to write.
