So...something they don't tell you when you become a Superhero is that allergies are the cause of Hero fatalities.
Case in point, me, your loveable neighborhood Spider-Girl, sitting in my bed as I constantly add to the already sizable pile of used tissues next to it.
Of course, my Mom is sitting right there next to me, brushing my bangs out of my eyes as I struggle to not let any more mucus fall down my throat.
"How're you feeling, baby?" she asked, handing me another box of tissues (with lotion in them, cuz we're not savages!).
"*sniff!*, fide," I reply, my congestion keeping me from saying the simple word normally, "Live kinda sucks right now, but, y'know, otherwise…"
"I know, honey, I know…" she brushed her fingers through my hair again, "But unfortunately, I can't just make a magic potion to make allergies go away. That's more Dr. Merlot's field, but given that controversy he had with the Humane Society, I don't trust what he'd come up with…"
"I's OK-" I quickly blow my nose before continuing. "-I like your solutions better." For the record, a glass of warm milk and a motivational poster are the best cure for anything ever, and no one can make me think otherwise! "Y'know…if I'm feeling this sick, I dunno if I'll be abuh to make it to school tomorrow, right…?"
Hey, can't blame a girl for trying.
"Nice try, young lady, but no; you're congested, not ill." Aw, grapes! "I'll right you a note excusing you from gym, but a few sniffles are no excuse to miss out on a proper education."
*sigh*...I guess that's the best deal I'm gonna get.
"Aight...t'anks, Mom. Hug time?"
"Hug time,~" she said, and reached over so we could hug each other. "Now get some rest; I'll be down in the lab, so just text me if you need anything, alright?"
I nodded and she headed out of the room, waiting until the sound of her footsteps faded away before I tossed the covers away and hopped into my Spider suit.
Mom was right about one thing: I'm not sick enough to just stay in bed all day. As long as I take a couple allergy pills beforehand and keep tissues oh my person and I should be fine, right?
Just a quick patrol around the city to make sure everything's still fine.
What can possibly go wrong?
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The answer, surprise surprise, is: a lot.
A lot can go wrong.
OK, first off, I got hit by a drone because I got distracted after sneezing in my mask. (Note to self; leave respiratory system unobstructed for now.) Then a flock of sky rats ("pigeons", for the layperson) decided to fly right in the path of my swinging, before I could stop, so I got a mouthful of feathers for my troubles.
After that, I ran into one of my recurring Rogues' Gallery, a boy around my age with mechanical legs who calls himself "Merc". Now, I could go on about how his name didn't really jive with his gimmick, or how he doesn't ever seem to actually rob any place he makes a scene at, or how his stupid face just annoys the H, E, double hockey sticks out of me…!"
What was I saying again? Oh, right; getting my butt whooped by a two-bit vandal.
He got away, I tripped when trying to exit the scene gracefully, and I probably ruined some guy's day when I made him spill his soda all over his shirt in the process. And on top of that, he was kinda cute, too.
Plus, I'm pretty sure I snorted when I tried to apologize to him for it.
Like, just kill me now, please?
And to top matters off, my butt is sore because I was trying to get a cat out of a tree (shut up, it happens!), but I sneeze and shrunk back down to normal size and had to twist out of the way before I accidentally squashed the cat when I landed. Stuff like that has been happening all the time since my allergies started acting up.
...I'm beginning to think Mom was onto something with the whole "get some rest" thing.
Needless to say, the city would survive the rest of the day without me, so I took a cab back home- cuz I ain't eating anymore sky rat feathers- and watched internet videos and texting my friends until I fell asleep.
Hopefully, I'd just be able to lay low at school tomorrow until my shame fades…
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"...and Miss Rose, you'll be working with Mr. Arc for this class. Please do your best to not disrupt the other pairs, everyone."
Craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap…!
Now, you may be wondering, "what's so bad about working with a boy during Science class"?
Well, I'll tell you; this is the same hunk whose day I ruined as Spider-Girl yesterday.
You see the problem now.
I mean, it's not like he's Adonis or anything, but there's just something about his scraggly, blond hair that just...works, you know? I dunno, maybe I just have a thing for goobers, but I think he's cute.
...which doesn't really help when I can't look him directly in the eye due to the afford mentioned day ruining.
No, it doesn't matter if he knows that was me the other day, it's still embarrassing!
Also, this redheaded girl kept glaring at me from across the room (no idea what that's about…), which just added to the quantum levels of awkwardness.
"So…," he said, rubbing the back of his head, "...this your first time dissecting a frog?"
"Would you believe no?" I answered, thankful to every deity I can think of that my allergy pills were working, "My mom's a biochemist, so I've seen much grosser than this!"
No, you idiot! For once in your life, listen to Kara and stop being with a dork!
"I mean...I've built up a tolerance to it by now… Yeah."
Smoooooth.
"Oh, that's pretty cool," he said, for some reason not barfing at my dorkishness, "I wish I had more biochemistry in my life; the closest thing for me is knowing which lipstick and blush went together." Then he blushed (Squeeeeeeeeeeeee!~) and rubbed his head again. "...that's probably a little weird coming from a guy, huh?"
"Not really…" I have spider powers and fight supervillain every other day; "weird" is subjective to me. "...let's just say I know what having sisters is like."
And, well...that's basically how the conversation went for the rest of Science class. (Riveting, I know.) It was basically all I could due to keep from dying of embarrassment for the next forty minutes. Needless to say, I booked it outta there as soon as the bell rang, finding both Kara and Arryn in the throng of other students that came pouring out of the other classrooms.
"Gottatalksuperimportant!" I said as I yoinked them away from a couple of recent transfer students who'd joined the B-ball team (one of them was using his shirt wipe sweat off his brow, and WOOF, abs you could grate cheese on!), and dragged them to a secluded corner next to that one vending machine where the potheads usually congregate. Thankfully, it was vacant right now.
"This had better be good," Kara huffed, "we were actually making progress with Kerry!"
"What about Mike?" Arryn asked.
"...him too, I supposed." She sighed, then looked in my direction again. "Anyway, what's wrong? You look like you just found out you were just told your horrible younger brother had to live with you from now on."
Clear projecting aside…
"I think someone might like me! Like, like like me! Someone other than you guys and my mom!" Kara actually looked intrigued now, while Arryn had an unreadable expression on her face.
Considering she probably still hadn't gotten over her crush on me, I'd better tread carefully here…
"...yeah, where's the problem again?" Kara asked. "So someone likes you, so what? You're not exactly swimming in potential suitors right now, say yes."
I looked down, compulsively poking my fingers together. "...even if he's the same guy I made a fool of myself in front of yesterday?"
"Ohhh…!" my friends said in unison.
"That's a different story…"
Uh oh...Kara sounds like she's getting ready to go into "I know everything" mode again…
"Look, our next classes are in a few minutes, so you'll have to wait until after school let's out for me to be the most effective with this problem, but for now, just...don't try to force anything. I'll ask around and see what I can't find out about this guy, and we can reconvene at Four Guys once the bell rings."
"But don't be afraid to say 'no', either," Arryn added.
"Alright," I nodded, "I'll keep that in mi-...mi…!"
I quickly brought up my elbow before the sneeze happened, thankfully saving my friends from being covered in snot.
My favorite hoodie, on the other sleeve…
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I've said this before, and I'll say it again, my mom is the best!
Since my size changing was currently on the fritz right now, she gave me an early birthday present: a new spider suit! Yes, a brand new suit of my very own! Apparently this one can't change size along with me, so I'll need to be careful if I want to take it for a spin once my allergies die down, but it also has these really cool spider limbs that come out of the back of it, which has already paid for itself a million times over due to the face that I haven't bumped into as many hard surfaces while web-slinging. (And they make a convenient shield in the event of sky rats as well!)
According to her, she'd been working on this with one of her more mechanically inclined colleagues, which meant that the legs were considerably more advanced than my normal gadgets. As in, these things apparently had some computer thingamabob that let them move naturally along with me. Still in the prototype stages, but so far it seems to work well enough.
At least, they work fine while I'm swinging, I haven't really had a chance to put the suit through its paces in combat just yet; it's been weirdly quiet all evening so far-
Wait, I spoke too soon: cat burger at 12 o'clock on top of Shade Academy, not even trying to be subtle.
Let's give them a shock, shall we?~
I launched myself towards the roof (not as many tall buildings in the Vacuo district) and, doing a front flip for style, landed directly behind the cat burglar, the metal spider legs audibly thunking on the roof.
Mrs. Cat Burglar (I could tell it was a woman now) spun around, the little domino mask she wore unable to hide the abject surprise on her face.
All according to Keikaku.~
...I think Arryn's Weeaboo is starting to rub off on me a bit.
"I know we're in an economic downturn at the moment, but there are better places to steal from than the Vacuo District. ...unless you're actually from here, in which case...go Ravagers?"
Mrs. Cat Burglar didn't respond to my quip. Instead, she instantly turned and started booking it across the roof, leaping down a rope that she must have set up beforehand.
"You know," I called after her, giving chase, "I've lost count of the number of times crooks have tried to run from me; you could at least try to think outside the box!"
Again, no response. Not even a "Screw you, pig!" like I usually get. (I'm paraphrasing, obvs.)
Anywho, brb; got a crook to catch!
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So, tl;dr update: don't get this suit wet. Apparently delicate electronics and seawater don't mix! I'm just lucky my webbing is so strong, or else I would have gotten a very good look at the bottom of the bay.
And, as usual, the Media decided that this was the shining moment of mine they wanted to highlight!
*honk!*
...blowing my nose. Sorry.
"'Spider girl all washed up'?" Arryn read, having grabbed a copy of today's paper so we could have a strategy meeting during lunch. "Wow, someone had fun coming up with that headline."
"UGGGGGGGGGGGH!" I groaned, banging my head against the lunchroom table, "That sounds like something I would come with!"
"Then thank God you don't want to get into journalism," Kara remarked. She leaned over Arryn's shoulder to read the article herself, "...on the plus side, they say the fact that you flushed out the thief helped Tiger Queen catch her in the end. That has to count for something."
"Great; I do all the work, and someone else gets all the glory. Whooptie freaking doo…"
Kara seemed to pick up my subtle hint that I wanted to change the subject since she then asked "I guess we'll table this for the moment. In the meantime, have you given any thought to what I suggested you do with Miles?"
I slumped further; things sorta got in the way of that. "No…"
"That's fine," Arryn piped up, "no one's forcing you to be around him."
"The teacher kinda is, actually."
"Apart from that, I mean."
"That's immaterial, Arryn. Look, Lindsay, do you want to date Miles Arc? Yes or no, gun to your head."
...why you gotta do me like this, Kara?
"I mean...yeah…"
"Then just ask him! It's the 21st Century, you don't always have to wait for the guy to ask."
"But whenever I think of the two of us together, my brain goes all spaghetti and I just blurt out weird things!"
"Then don't think, just say 'Hey Miles, I think you're really cool; do you want to go out sometime?' Simple."
"Is it, though? Is it?"
"Is what?" a voice suddenly asked from behind me. Which was kinda weird in an of itself, cuz my Spider-Sense usually lets me know if someone's behind me (maybe it's more allergy-related symptoms?), but also because I recognized said voice from Science class these past few days.
Spinning around so fast I'm surprised I didn't get whiplash, my eyes confirmed what my ears already told me; Miles Arc, adorkable cutie, was standing right there.
...I didn't squeak when my brain caught up with me.
"Oh, hello there, Miles," Kara said, instantly slipping into "polite" mode, "Lindsay here was just telling us about something her mother is working on."
"Oh, really?" He took a seat next to me, putting his mostly empty tray down on the table. "What is it?"
"U-um…!" C'mon, Linds, think! "...bananas?"
Even without looking over at my friends, I could tell they were both rolling their eyes at me.
"I mean...she's doing a study on fruit flies, yeah! She's a biologist with a minor in entomology."
"Oh, no kidding!"
"Yeah!" I happened to glance over to Kara, and she was giving me a "get on with it already, Dum-Dum!" kinda look.
Alright, I can do this...what was it she said to say again?
"So, hey...you maybe wanna go me out sometime?"
...please tell me I didn't just say "go me out" just now…
"She means 'go out with her'," Kara thankfully interjected, "The three of us were planning out going to the movies this weekend, but only Arryn and I have been able to find dates."
"Wait," I exclaimed, "we are?!"
"We do?" squawked Arryn.
"I don't suppose you'd be willing to be Lindsay's Plus One for this outing?"
"Sure!" he said, to which I think I felt my spirit leave my body for s moment? I'll get back to you if that ever happens again so I can do a comparison.
Look at my bug eyes, Kara; LOOK AT THEM!
Some other talking happened, but I couldn't be bothered to pay attention to it, on account of Kara's BETRAYAL, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
Eventually, Miles left, and Kara looked at me with a bit of confusion. "...what?"
"What were you thinking?" I hissed, "I can barely speak to boys normally, much less hold a conversation with one for any length of time!"
"What about your uncle?" Arryn pointed out, "I've seen you talk with him easily enough."
"He doesn't count. Also, where are the two of you going to get dates?"
"Yeah, Kara; where are these magical dates coming from?"
"You remember Mike and Kerry," she explained, "the swim team boys? If you'd been paying attention, you would have caught onto what I was talking to them about."
"...you could have let me know beforehand, though."
"You would have just said no. And besides, this is for Lindsay's benefit; you want her to be happy, don't you?"
"I'd rather die alone and miserable, thanks," I said.
"No, you wouldn't. Just pick something nice to wear- preferably with a skirt in the ensemble- and follow my lead. You'll be fine, trust me!"
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"...and that's basically the long and short of it. I know this isn't really the kind of thing the communicator is for, and I get that you want to keep things professional between us...but I'm kinda having a minor crisis right now, and I need an objective, third party to talk things over with. ...also, I don't really have the largest social circle, and you're kind of the only person I really know who isn't directly related to me."
For a second, I could have sworn I saw the lenses on Tiger Queen's mask squint at me. Like, the actual lenses, not her eyes underneath.
"I don't want to make a habit out of this," she said, having sat cross-legged at some point during my spiel explaining everything to her, "but this is obviously an important conversation you need to have, so I'll make an exception just this once.
"Our line of work is a dangerous one, and we make many enemies doing what we do. Enemies who will gladly seek vengeance against you in the most vicious way possible if given the chance, and the easiest way to do that is to target your family and loved ones and paramours." Then she stood up. "If you want my advice, keep the number of people who know your secret identity as small as possible; your mother and friends already know by now, so there's nothing you can do about that, but tell no one else."
I was actually about to blurt out "She's my technical support!", but that would have tipped my hand immediately. Per Tiger Queen's instructions at an earlier date, I needed to play dumb about the identity of my "inner circle".
"...what mother?"
Not that dumb!
"Additionally," she continued, thankfully ignoring my brain fart moment, "you should completely forget about this schoolboy you've taken a liking to; persuing a romantic relationship with him will only serve to split your loyalties in the event of a difficult decision."
...ok, that wasn't what I was hoping to hear at all!
"I know that probably isn't what you want to hear-" Stop reading my thoughts! "-but trust me, this will make things easier for you in the long run."
She made to leave, perching atop Jimmy the Gargoyle before she paused. "...I don't want to go into the whole story, but suffice to say, I'm intimately familiar with losing someone I cared about to this job. I wish you the best of luck in dealing with this, regardless." Then she leapt down, disappearing into the night.
...aight, so that just happened.
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In the end, I decided to let Miles down easy after the triple date Kara had set up. It didn't seem fair to toss out all the work Kara had done for it, even if she seemed more excited about it than me or Arryn did. Plus, Miles was basically just a helpless bystander in all of this, there was no reason to put him out just because I was getting cold feet.
Though that may have something to do with the open-toed sandals Kara was forcing me to wear for this date. It may be mid Spring at this point, but the weather still hadn't fully turned over from Winter yet, weirdly enough.
"Remember," Kara said over the phone, "just follow my lead, don't order the chili fries afterwards, things will turn out fine."
"But they're so good…!" I protested, "especially when you get the little jalapeños on to- achoo!"
"...you've taken your allergy medication, right? Sneezing during the movie is a pretty big no-no, as is sneezing on your date."
See, this is why I prefer crime fighting: all I have to worry about is not getting hit while I'm webbing up the bad guys.
Not to mention, I'm not entirely comfortable with how breezy this skirt is…
"*sniff*, no' yet; I was gunna take some just before I left."
"Well, just don't forget. Oh, and another thing! Arryn's been pretty moody since I convinced her to put up with Mike for the afternoon, so maybe throw a compliment or two her way, OK?"
I nodded, then remembered that she couldn't see me over the phone. "Ok, no prob."
We ended the call, and I was just about to pop one of my allergy pills when my phone rang again.
Might as well deal with this so I can finish getting ready…
"Hello?"
"Spider-Girl. Forgive my invasion of your privacy, but I require your help immediately."
I knew that imperious, albeit slightly distorted voice…!
"How'd you get my number?" I demanded, "Couldn't you have just used that communicator thingy you gave me?"
"That was more for the benefit of you contacted me in the event of an emergency, but never mind that for now; there's been a break in at Atlas Tech, someone stole an experimental steroid that was meant to be a safer alternative to Juice."
Ok, now you have my attention.
"I mean, that's unfortunate, but wouldn't-"
"It produces different effects in addition to enhancing a person's natural abilities," she continued, "and that thief from the other day has just gotten her hands on it."
...huh?
"But I thought you put her away already!"
"She evidently has friends in high places, because she was let go just this morning. As I said, I require your help immediately."
Never before have I been so simultaneously thankful and bummed out that I wouldn't be hanging out with my friends (plus Miles) cuz of Hero business.
"Alright, I'm on my way," I said, "where are you?"
"We've just entered the Mistral District; just follow the smoke."
And with that, she cut the connection.
Welp, goodbye skirt, hello Spider Tights! Oh, how I missed you!~
Although, I wonder what she meant by "follow the smoke"?
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So yeah, apparently Miss Cat Burglar has fire powers now.
That's what she meant.
Swell!
Much of Main Street Mistral was on fire when I got there. Not quite an out of control inferno yet, but the fire fighters probably have their work cut out for them trying to get to them all before they spread. Tiger Queen and Hot Stuff (seems more apropos than 'cat burglar' at this point) trading blows in the middle of the street, making their way to the city's pride and joy: a massive park that covered multiple city blocks.
Call me crazy, but people probably wouldn't want that to meet with any fire, right?
Also, there was a woman who looked like she'd stepped right out of one of Arryn's Weeaboo cartoons fighting alongside Tiger Queen. For real, she wore weird looking armor, used a katana, and wore this scary looking mask that looked like a bird skull.
Edgelord, much?
Fortunately, none of them had noticed me yet, so I zipped down to street level and used a couple of lampposts to catapult myself right at Hot Stuff, which caused her to skid a good way along the street. (Wewt!)
"S'up Queens, Edgy McEdgepants!" I said, turning to greet them, "I was just kicking the neighborhood so I thought I'd drop in and say hi."
…
...silence.
Oh come on, that was clever!
"We were trying to keep that bitch from getting closer to the Park," McEdgepants said through gritted teeth (her mask only covered her eyes, lean ping her mouth exposed), "and you just succeeded in movie her towards the Park instead of away from it, so thanks for making our job harder now, child!l"
...wow, don't hold back, Edgepants; tell us how you really feel.
"It's not her fault, Kuro Yuri-" Wow, even her actual name is edgy; this chick could give Weeaboo lessons to Arryn! "-she only just arrived and saw us in battle; you can forgive her for not knowing what the situation was."
Aw…!~ She does care!
Then she turned to me, "We're not quite sure how this happened, but that woman got her hands on the experimental Juice alternative and has seemingly gone crazy with power; she's been heading to Mistral's Park ever since leaving Atlas Tech."
"And she's become extraordinarily difficult to subdue," Kuro Yuri- ...no, her name is Edgy McEdgepants, "not to mention capable of causing considerable collateral damage in her wake."
Tiger Queen continued, "If we can somehow hold her down, I can administer something that should counteract the drug, which is where you come in, Spider-Girl-"
Y'know, sometimes I hate how Fate works sometimes, because before TQ could explain what my part in the plan was, Hot Stuff sent a stream of fire our way, having apparently recovered while the rest of us were talking.
"Yikes!" I cried out, leaping out of the way of the flames before they could scorch my suit- my old suit; the newer one was basically kaput now. "Hey, save the flame wars for the comment section, lady; less property damage that way!"
Said lady merely cackled and continued throwing fire back at the three of us as she made her way closer to the Park.
"Stop her!" Edgepants called, rushing forward to presumably intercept Hot Stuff. I shot some webbing at her, managing to catch onto one of her arms. Yes! Now to just reel her in aaaaaaaaaand she just burned the webbing off.
Note to self: ask Mom to help me develop a flame retardant web fluid.
Fortunately, all this allowed Edgepants and Tiger Queen to catch up to her and keep her occupied again. Edgy even managed to her Hot Stuff in a full Nelson, although that was short lived when Hot Stuff just made her entire body go aflame.
I'll spare repeating what Edgepants cursed when she reeled back.
"If you have any thoughts on how to subdue her," Tiger Queen called back to me between trading blows, "I welcome such suggestions with open arms!"
"Sure! Just...gimme a sec!"
Alright, Linds, it's time to use the Big Brain Thinking now! We know that Hot Stuff can throw fire, can use said fire to burn through my webbing, and can also engulf herself in fire, pretty much preventing us from getting too close to knock her down that way, which makes anything we do nothing but a stop gap measure to keep her from reaching the Park.
And for that matter, why does she even want to destroy the Park anyway? Mom took me and Barbara there once when we were really young, and it's a great place! Plenty of trees and flowers to admire, a kickin' jungle gym set up in the playground area, a huge pond people can rent boats for-
...oh.
Anyone care to guess who got an idea and has two thumbs?
This girl, right here, that's who!
"OK," I called so they both could hear me, "this is gonna sound weird, but trust me on this: we need to let Hot Stuff here make it to the Park!"
"Are you mental!?" Edgepants shot back, almost taking a flaming fist to the face.
"No, hear me out! What works really well at dousing fire? And is there a ton of at the Park? If we can get Hot Stuff there, we can take her fire out of the picture!"
"Excellent!" Tiger Queen then threw some bombs or something from her utility belt which exploded in some greyish goop that looked really sticky. "That won't hold her for long; Kuro Yuri, portal!" Edgepants scoffed, but nodded her compliance, slashing her sword at thin air.
"...was something supposed to-?"
A swirling, red portal opened up behind Hot Stuff, her sword glowing as she did.
OK, now that's a katana!
"...wow!"
"Are you going to gawk, or follow through on your own damn plan?" Edgepants asked.
"R-right!"
Alright, just gotta time this so that I kick Hot Stuff into that portal just as she breaks out of Tiger Queen's goo.
...that sounded better in my head, I swear.
Whatever, I'll berate myself for unintentional innuendos later, just gotta ready another slingshot web maneuver and...and…!
"ACHYOO!"
...really, allergies? Now is when you decide to act up? My allergy meds should have kept them in check!
...which I didn't take before I sprinted over here.
Oh grapes!
But, I didn;'t really have time to worry about that, because, thanks to my impromptu sneeze, I was hurling towards Hot Stuff at Way Too fast™ MPH.
Fortunately, she'd just managed to break free of the goop Tiger Queen threw.
The bad news is that we both fell into McEdgepants' portal, which she'd elected to place directly above the middle of the Park's pond.
Hello Wetness, my old friend…!
BRB while I try not to drown.
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"'Spider-Girl dunk on Hot new villain'," Arryn read off over the phone, "Well, it's better than the last headline about you."
"Which," Kara admitted, "is a fair reason to bail on our group date that I went through a ton of effort to plan in order to help you talk to your lame crush-"
"Kara!"
"Kara!"
"...fine, I'll let it go. But you owe me one now, Lindsay Rose!"
"Fine, sure, wh'evs. I'm just glad I got a positive headline out of the whole ordeal; Edgy McEdgepants even scoffed dismissively at me before jumping through one of her portals, which Tiger Queen assures me is her way of saying I did a good job."
"I wish you'd gotten some pictures of Kuro Yuri, though; I could use the references for cosplay purposes."
"Y'know- *SNIFF!*- considering the city was kinda being burned to the ground while a psycho was making their way to a local landmark, you can forgive me if I didn't stop to get autographs. *Sniff!*"
Apparently, Mom noticed my allergy medicine was a placebo, so she's currently pestering one of her old school friends with an MD to write me a "popper" prescription.
I love her, but sometimes she gets a tiny bit overprotective.
"Maybe next time," I promised after blowing my nose. "But yeah...Miles wasn't mad that I had to ditch, was he…?"
I could almost smell Arryn wince on the other end of the line.
Yes, that's scientifically possible, shut up.
I could also feel Kara's sigh when I asked that.
Ohgodhehatesmenowwhatamigonnadomylifeisover!
"...he wasn't mad, you'll be happy to know. We assured him that you probably had to help Dr. Rose with something, and would have been there if you were able. He said he'd talk to you at school on Monday."
I let out a massive sigh of relief; everything's comin' up Lindsay!
However, before I could revel in the good news, Mom texted me.
She started it with "MEGA SUPER IMPORTANT", too.
"Sorry guys, SuperMom needs me. I'll call you later." Then I hung up and took a second to actually read through the text.
...and she apparently wants me to test out a new Spider suit that's based off of the Symbiote. She says it may be sticky.
Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalls…!
fin.
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And thus, another chapter in the Spider Ruby saga comes to a close. What crazy shenanigans will she and her friends get up to next time?
...Iunno. I need to focus on my other ongoing fics for a bit.
However, if you want more Spider-Ruby goodness, go give "Paradigm of a Rose" by AManwithaB0x a read. It's a bit of an epic, but it's worth the investment, let me tell you! (I'm not biased, you're biased!)
Anywho, drop a Fav if you relate to allergy laden Superheroics, leave a Review and let me know what you thought in multiple words, and as always, stay safe, and be Excellent to each other.