Chapter 2
Green Smoke, Silver Bathrobes, and Giant Screaming Canaries
A/N: Chapter 2! Yay! Review! Oh and to deLurk…yes! Random! That's the whole point!
Peter walked into his house, shakily sitting on the couch and thinking about what had just happened.
Was it really possible? Could it all have been a hallucination or something? Just then, Mary Jane walked into the room, wearing a silver bathrobe. She sat on the couch next to him.
"What's wrong, tiger?" she asked.
Peter sighed, "I just…today was really weird."
"How so?" Mary Jane asked, massaging his shoulders. Peter relaxed a little bit.
"Well, when I went to Jonah's office to give him those new pictures of me," said Peter, chuckling a little bit. It always amused him to think about what J.J. would do if he found out he was paying Peter to take pictures of himself. "And instead of Jonah, five teenage girls were there, plotting my downfall while playing Scrabble! And they kept saying that this world isn't real and that THEY were real, and that my whole life has just been some dumb story. Then they kept rambling on about portals and that their friend Irina was stuck in the Harry Potter world, and about fan fiction, and…"
"Woah, slow down," said Mary Jane. "These girls are super-villains?"
"No," sighed Peter. "One girl-Khushbu, I think, I can't remember-said that they weren't, they were just normal people like you and me."
"That's right," said Mary Jane, suddenly not sounding like herself. She sounded sort of like…that Jackie girl!!!
Peter watched in horror, as the person he thought had been Mary Jane turn into Jackie, who was laughing evilly.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!?!" he screamed, jumping off the couch, glaring at her.
"I told you already," she said impatiently. "Because I'm bored!" Then, with an evil cackle, she disappeared with a GAWWWOMMMPPKKAAAA!!!
"That had to be the weirdest sound effect I have ever heard," said Peter as the green smoke subsided.
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The next day, Peter walked back into the Daily Bugle (it really WAS the Daily Bugle this time!). He was convinced that this wasn't real and that everyone he came across was one of THEM. He had become a paranoid psycho, he knew, but he just couldn't help it!
He didn't realize that this was all part of KAJIBS plan to take over his brain. But that's not until later, so just forget I said that.
He walked into Jonah's office, thrust more pictures at him, and left with quick, jerky motions, giving everyone he knew suspicious looks.
He arrived at a new café that had just opened about a block away from the Daily Bugle, called the Canary Café. Peter didn't quite understand why they called their café the Canary Café, but he liked their java.
As he entered, a giant yellow canary greeted him. "HELLOOOOOOOO!!!!" the canary shouted at the top of its lungs. "WEEELLLCCOOOOOMMEEE TTTOOOOOOO THHEEEEEEE CACAACACACACACACACACA…." The CACACA's continued for quite some time. "CANARRRYYYYY CAFEEEEEEEEE!!!!! MAAAAAAAYYYYY IIIIIIIII TAAAAAAAAKKKKKEEEE YOOOOUUURRRRR OOOORRRRDDDEEEERRRRR?????????"
"N-no thanks, I'll just…sit at the bar," said Peter. This was another concept that Peter didn't understand, giant canaries screaming at the top of their lungs, but like I said, he really really liked their java.
He sat at the bar, ordered a java from a normal person who did not scream and was dressed normally, when he saw Astrid sitting at a nearby table, conversing with Bonner. They were both speaking in rapid Pig Latin.
Peter ducked his head underneath the hood of his jacket, not wanting to be seen. However, when the person brought his java and said loudly "Here's your order, Peter Parker!" Bonner and Astrid whipped their heads around instantly and stared at him with an evil glint in their eyes.
Nice going, idiot, Peter said silently to the waiter. Bonner and Astrid walked over to him; each grabbed one of his arms, and grinned maliciously.
"Don't worry about your coffee," said Bonner. "I'll take care of it." Bonner then moved the coffee with her mind, brought it to her lips, and drank every last sip. The waiter looked amazed.
"Woah," he said. Bonner and Astrid paid no attention to him, however, and hoisted Peter off of his chair, carried him outside, stuffed him into a limo, and got in after him.
"Jackie's lair, Winston," said Bonner.
"Why are all butler's names Winston?" asked Astrid suddenly. "When their parents named them, did they expect their son to become a butler?"
Bonner glared at Astrid. "Not now," she said. Astrid nodded.
"Where are you taking me?" asked Peter furiously, trying with all of his might to struggle out of their grip, but it didn't work. They were too strong, stronger even than him. Peter suspected they could lift well over 30 tons.
"None of your business," said Astrid. She then stuck something into Peter's mouth that he couldn't identify.
Then, all was black.
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