Author's Note:
Not many people know this, but when Peter Parker was dating Gwen Stacy he lovingly referred to her as "Gwendy". She was killed in Amazing Spider-Man volume 1, issue #122 when she fell off the Brooklyn Bridge and her neck snapped as Peter tried to save her with his webbing.
Ben Reilly was a clone of Peter, although he later dyed his hair blonde to distinguish himself from Peter. They had squabbles in the past, but they eventually became "brothers" before he died in Peter Parker: Spider-Man volume 1, issue #75 after being impaled by the Green Goblin's glider.
May "Mayday" Parker died in Peter Parker: Spider-Man volume 1, issue #75 as well, since she hasn't been heard from since then.
A big thanks to reviewers: Kat, Blaque Cell, DominoDS, Mossberg, deLurk, Serena, Jade, LAXgirl, Tammy-ddrtrr, Lois Lane, Miguel, Valeria, and Willow!
And now, I present another chapter to add to the archives...
- Peter Parker: Responsibility -
- By Brian Marcelo -
- brianmarcelo@hotmail.com -
- PG-13 for Language and Content -
- Chapter Seven -
Peter couldn't believe his eyes as he cradled the young infant in his arms, watching it giggle and laugh as he made amusing faces.
"Don't you think we should go downstairs now, Peter?" Gwen inquired, tapping her foot impatiently, "We do have guests, you know!"
"Huh?" he murmured as Gwen wrapped an arm around his and guided him down the stairs. As he took in the surroundings, he realized he was in Aunt May's house in Forest Hills, except there were pictures on the walls that he hadn't seen before, as well as rearranged furniture.
When he and Gwen entered the living room, Peter felt like his heart had stopped as he saw the people waiting there, some of which he thought he would never see again.
His Uncle Ben and Aunt May were sitting on a couch...even though Uncle Ben had been shot dead by the burgular he failed to stop so many years ago.
Ben Reilly and Mary Jane were standing near the opposite side of the couch...even though Ben Reilly, as Spider-Man, died saved Peter from getting impaled by the Green Goblin's glider.
Despite the fact that Uncle Ben and Ben Reilly were supposed to be dead, they were both smiling happily at him when he had entered the room.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." they all sang merrily, gathering around him as two people came out from the kitchen, wheeling a cart that had a big cake on it, complete with twenty-seven candles.
Taking a good look at the two, he realized they were Richard and Mary Parker; his parents, who had been S.H.I.E.L.D. agents; they had died long ago thanks to the Red Skull.
He felt overwhelmed with joy as they all sang happy birthday to him, which ended with him blowing out all the candles on the cake enthusiastically.
***
Jenny let out another round of painful coughing as she struggled with the putrid smoke that was invading her lungs, which at the moment felt like they were on fire.
"P-please..." she whispered quietly, her resolve starting to fade away, "p-please stop..."
Mirage looked at her with an amused glint in his eyes as he continued to wave the joint in front of her face, causing her to gasp for air.
"Now why would I want to do that?" he remarked mockingly, "Kids these days...at first they whine and cough violently, then the next thing you know they're begging you for more..."
"Please...my lungs are on fire..." she whimpered, closing her eyes as her head rolled to the side in pain, hoping her captor would have some shred of mercy towards her.
She soon realized he didn't as he pulled out spoon, some white dust, and a lighter...
***
"Happy birthday, Peter..." whispered his wife lovingly as she kissed on him the cheek, "I hope you don't mind the little surprise party, especially since it was my idea and all..."
Peter smiled happily at his blond haired wife. "Gwendy...you have no idea how much this means to me..."
"Really Peter? I thought you didn't like celebrating your birthday..." she replied, feeling slightly confused.
"It's just that...I had this crazy nightmare that every one I ever cared about died...and...Gwen...the way I had lost you--"
"Shhh..." Gwen said, a worried expression on her face as she put a finger over his lips, "It was just a bad dream...nothing more then that.... see? I'm right here...and so is everyone else around us..."
Peter looked into her eyes and managed a small smile. "Yeah...nothing but a bad dream..."
His memory of the dream was fading, but he could still recall vivid fights with costumed villains named after various animals, like rhinos, scorpions, and octopi. Now that he thought about it, it seemed impossible for him to have experienced so much in just one dream, yet he was remembering all sorts of things, big and small, that happened throughout his years as Spider-Man...
Spider-Man...he was a super hero in his dream. He had been bitten by a radioactive spider at the age of sixteen and miraculously survived, gaining the proportional strength, speed, and agility of the spider...and for some reason had also fixed his poor eyesight that had plagued him since the age of seven.
Yet now he was wearing glasses, which had corrected his vision moments after he had awoken from his bad dream. Now that he realized it, he was on the ground when he had awoken, instead of a bed where one would usually have bad dreams...
"Sometimes nightmares are like that..." Gwen remarked, interrupting his train of thought as she wrapped her arm around his, "Now, why don't we go and talk with your brother Ben? He and Mary Jane need some advice on how to raise a baby now that they're expecting..."
Peter froze in place, feeling as though his heart had stopped. 'My brother Ben…him and Mary Jane...expecting a baby...?'
"Bro!" Ben called out, as he and his red headed wife approached Peter, "Did you hear the great news?"
Peter tried to smile as he feigned surprise, overcome with emotion as his 'brother' put his arms around a very happy, very pregnant looking Mary Jane. Something in his gut was telling him that this scene right now...just wasn't right...
"Not yet...but I have a feeling you're going to tell me."
***
Mary Jane looked at the phone with a worried expression as she put it down on to the hook. At this time he should've been back home from school by now.
'It's kinda nice that Petey has a stable job these days...taking photos of yourself in your tights could only go on for so long...' she though to herself, as she propped her elbows on her table.
She was happy that Peter wasn't wasting his scientific talents. Sure, he had lost his high paying job at the company he had been working for a year ago, but at least he was teaching kids the wonders of science instead of getting by on photos of Spider-Man.
If only they were together now, and without the Spider-Man part...then maybe things could work out between them. They'd be able to spend more time together, and she wouldn't worry about whether or not he would come home everyday.
"If Petey isn't answering his phone, then maybe he really is here, in Los Angeles...watching over me..."
She wasn't able to complete her sentence as she heard her window slowly being opened. She swiftly turned around, her eyes widening in fear as she realized who it was.
She screamed as the figure lunged at her with inhuman speed.
***
Peter tried his best not to stare at Mary Jane as his brother Ben continued talking about how great life was at the moment.
'Get a grip Parker...she's not actually your wife! Gwendy is! Mary Jane is just a good friend...hell, he's your brother's wife...!'
He felt his heart skip a beat when he realized Mary Jane was staring right back at him, with something he had seen in her eyes before.
Lust.
She winked at him with a sexy grin as his brother Ben casually slid his arm around her waist, never keeping her eyes off Parker.
'This can't be real...'
She licked her lips, as if she was anticipating something.
'What is she doing?'
She grinned at him, her eyes looking him over, dirty thoughts obviously racing in her mind.
'Doesn't anyone notice this but me?"
She tilted her head towards an empty room.
"What the...?"
She mouthed the words so that no one could hear her. "Let's have some fun in the next room."
At this point Peter broke out into a cold sweat, realizing that his wife-his brother's wife was suggesting they get to know each other more personally in the next room, even though they were in the presence of their respective spouses.
"Uh...you'll have to excuse me for a second, I need to use the little boy's room..." Peter said sheepishly, before departing swiftly to the bathroom upstairs.
Something was definitely wrong here, and he intended to find out what it was.
- End of Chapter Seven -
Sorry that it took so long to finish this chapter, but being a high school student is tougher then I thought. Thanks for everyone who struck with this story. ^_^
Err, sorry that this chapter is significantly shorter then the others, but I really wanted to push this out there.
Not many people know this, but when Peter Parker was dating Gwen Stacy he lovingly referred to her as "Gwendy". She was killed in Amazing Spider-Man volume 1, issue #122 when she fell off the Brooklyn Bridge and her neck snapped as Peter tried to save her with his webbing.
Ben Reilly was a clone of Peter, although he later dyed his hair blonde to distinguish himself from Peter. They had squabbles in the past, but they eventually became "brothers" before he died in Peter Parker: Spider-Man volume 1, issue #75 after being impaled by the Green Goblin's glider.
May "Mayday" Parker died in Peter Parker: Spider-Man volume 1, issue #75 as well, since she hasn't been heard from since then.
A big thanks to reviewers: Kat, Blaque Cell, DominoDS, Mossberg, deLurk, Serena, Jade, LAXgirl, Tammy-ddrtrr, Lois Lane, Miguel, Valeria, and Willow!
And now, I present another chapter to add to the archives...
- Peter Parker: Responsibility -
- By Brian Marcelo -
- brianmarcelo@hotmail.com -
- PG-13 for Language and Content -
- Chapter Seven -
Peter couldn't believe his eyes as he cradled the young infant in his arms, watching it giggle and laugh as he made amusing faces.
"Don't you think we should go downstairs now, Peter?" Gwen inquired, tapping her foot impatiently, "We do have guests, you know!"
"Huh?" he murmured as Gwen wrapped an arm around his and guided him down the stairs. As he took in the surroundings, he realized he was in Aunt May's house in Forest Hills, except there were pictures on the walls that he hadn't seen before, as well as rearranged furniture.
When he and Gwen entered the living room, Peter felt like his heart had stopped as he saw the people waiting there, some of which he thought he would never see again.
His Uncle Ben and Aunt May were sitting on a couch...even though Uncle Ben had been shot dead by the burgular he failed to stop so many years ago.
Ben Reilly and Mary Jane were standing near the opposite side of the couch...even though Ben Reilly, as Spider-Man, died saved Peter from getting impaled by the Green Goblin's glider.
Despite the fact that Uncle Ben and Ben Reilly were supposed to be dead, they were both smiling happily at him when he had entered the room.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." they all sang merrily, gathering around him as two people came out from the kitchen, wheeling a cart that had a big cake on it, complete with twenty-seven candles.
Taking a good look at the two, he realized they were Richard and Mary Parker; his parents, who had been S.H.I.E.L.D. agents; they had died long ago thanks to the Red Skull.
He felt overwhelmed with joy as they all sang happy birthday to him, which ended with him blowing out all the candles on the cake enthusiastically.
***
Jenny let out another round of painful coughing as she struggled with the putrid smoke that was invading her lungs, which at the moment felt like they were on fire.
"P-please..." she whispered quietly, her resolve starting to fade away, "p-please stop..."
Mirage looked at her with an amused glint in his eyes as he continued to wave the joint in front of her face, causing her to gasp for air.
"Now why would I want to do that?" he remarked mockingly, "Kids these days...at first they whine and cough violently, then the next thing you know they're begging you for more..."
"Please...my lungs are on fire..." she whimpered, closing her eyes as her head rolled to the side in pain, hoping her captor would have some shred of mercy towards her.
She soon realized he didn't as he pulled out spoon, some white dust, and a lighter...
***
"Happy birthday, Peter..." whispered his wife lovingly as she kissed on him the cheek, "I hope you don't mind the little surprise party, especially since it was my idea and all..."
Peter smiled happily at his blond haired wife. "Gwendy...you have no idea how much this means to me..."
"Really Peter? I thought you didn't like celebrating your birthday..." she replied, feeling slightly confused.
"It's just that...I had this crazy nightmare that every one I ever cared about died...and...Gwen...the way I had lost you--"
"Shhh..." Gwen said, a worried expression on her face as she put a finger over his lips, "It was just a bad dream...nothing more then that.... see? I'm right here...and so is everyone else around us..."
Peter looked into her eyes and managed a small smile. "Yeah...nothing but a bad dream..."
His memory of the dream was fading, but he could still recall vivid fights with costumed villains named after various animals, like rhinos, scorpions, and octopi. Now that he thought about it, it seemed impossible for him to have experienced so much in just one dream, yet he was remembering all sorts of things, big and small, that happened throughout his years as Spider-Man...
Spider-Man...he was a super hero in his dream. He had been bitten by a radioactive spider at the age of sixteen and miraculously survived, gaining the proportional strength, speed, and agility of the spider...and for some reason had also fixed his poor eyesight that had plagued him since the age of seven.
Yet now he was wearing glasses, which had corrected his vision moments after he had awoken from his bad dream. Now that he realized it, he was on the ground when he had awoken, instead of a bed where one would usually have bad dreams...
"Sometimes nightmares are like that..." Gwen remarked, interrupting his train of thought as she wrapped her arm around his, "Now, why don't we go and talk with your brother Ben? He and Mary Jane need some advice on how to raise a baby now that they're expecting..."
Peter froze in place, feeling as though his heart had stopped. 'My brother Ben…him and Mary Jane...expecting a baby...?'
"Bro!" Ben called out, as he and his red headed wife approached Peter, "Did you hear the great news?"
Peter tried to smile as he feigned surprise, overcome with emotion as his 'brother' put his arms around a very happy, very pregnant looking Mary Jane. Something in his gut was telling him that this scene right now...just wasn't right...
"Not yet...but I have a feeling you're going to tell me."
***
Mary Jane looked at the phone with a worried expression as she put it down on to the hook. At this time he should've been back home from school by now.
'It's kinda nice that Petey has a stable job these days...taking photos of yourself in your tights could only go on for so long...' she though to herself, as she propped her elbows on her table.
She was happy that Peter wasn't wasting his scientific talents. Sure, he had lost his high paying job at the company he had been working for a year ago, but at least he was teaching kids the wonders of science instead of getting by on photos of Spider-Man.
If only they were together now, and without the Spider-Man part...then maybe things could work out between them. They'd be able to spend more time together, and she wouldn't worry about whether or not he would come home everyday.
"If Petey isn't answering his phone, then maybe he really is here, in Los Angeles...watching over me..."
She wasn't able to complete her sentence as she heard her window slowly being opened. She swiftly turned around, her eyes widening in fear as she realized who it was.
She screamed as the figure lunged at her with inhuman speed.
***
Peter tried his best not to stare at Mary Jane as his brother Ben continued talking about how great life was at the moment.
'Get a grip Parker...she's not actually your wife! Gwendy is! Mary Jane is just a good friend...hell, he's your brother's wife...!'
He felt his heart skip a beat when he realized Mary Jane was staring right back at him, with something he had seen in her eyes before.
Lust.
She winked at him with a sexy grin as his brother Ben casually slid his arm around her waist, never keeping her eyes off Parker.
'This can't be real...'
She licked her lips, as if she was anticipating something.
'What is she doing?'
She grinned at him, her eyes looking him over, dirty thoughts obviously racing in her mind.
'Doesn't anyone notice this but me?"
She tilted her head towards an empty room.
"What the...?"
She mouthed the words so that no one could hear her. "Let's have some fun in the next room."
At this point Peter broke out into a cold sweat, realizing that his wife-his brother's wife was suggesting they get to know each other more personally in the next room, even though they were in the presence of their respective spouses.
"Uh...you'll have to excuse me for a second, I need to use the little boy's room..." Peter said sheepishly, before departing swiftly to the bathroom upstairs.
Something was definitely wrong here, and he intended to find out what it was.
- End of Chapter Seven -
Sorry that it took so long to finish this chapter, but being a high school student is tougher then I thought. Thanks for everyone who struck with this story. ^_^
Err, sorry that this chapter is significantly shorter then the others, but I really wanted to push this out there.