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Peter rushed around looking for his jacket. He was due to be at his Aunt May's for dinner in a hour. It was a dinner she made him go to at least once a week. In fact, Peter didn't mind going. He liked to see his Aunt on a regular basis. It gave him chance to see how she was feeling and getting by without Uncle Ben. He owed to her, to Uncle Ben and himself to look out for her.
When he eventually found his jacket the phone rang. He jogged to the door to let the machine take it the call when he suddenly had a quick change of thought: just in case it was either a job from the Bugle or an emergency.
"Hello, Peter speaking"
"Hey Pete, it's Harry. How's things going?" came the familiar voice on the phone. Peter always had time for Harry Osborn. He was Harry's closest confident since his father had died.
"Not bad thanks Harry, and you?"
"Busy as hell, I don't know how my Dad did it!" He was referring to his Dad's role of chairman of Oscorp industries. He had inherited it from his father in his will. At first it was something he didn't really care too much for, but it slowly grew on him.
"How's the 'humble abode'? said Peter with a slight whisp of sarcasm in his voice. Harry gently laughed in return.
"Ahh, you know, way to big for me as always. You know the offer's still there for you to move in anytime?"
"Thanks Harry, but I don't think I could get use to living the life of decadence."
"I know what you mean," replied Harry. I sometime wish I could stay as grounded as you."
Peter silently accepted the compliment and carried on the conversation. "Sooo. hows the other stuff going?" Harry knew what he was on about. Spiderman. Peter knew he still hated his alter ego. He had learnt to step very carefully around the subject.
"That's ok Peter. Spiderman isn't one of my highest priorities at the moment." Peter gently let out a sigh of relief, quiet enough for it not to be heard by Harry. "I feel my I would be doing my dad more justice by running his company and keeping order of things."
"Yeah, I think you're right with that Harry." He always tried to gently dissuade him from pursuing revenge on Spiderman. It would make things awful tense between the two of them. Suddenly Harry asked something that caught Peter totally out of the blue:
"How's you and Mary Jane?"
Peter was taken a back. This was the first time Harry had mentioned it. It made Peter uneasy and his voice a little shaky. It was very awkward to think and talk about since he knew Harry liked M.J. too.
"Umm. well. uh,,,," was the only response he could muster.
"It's ok Peter. I'm not bitter about it or anything like that. On the contrary I think you two would be great together."
Peter was again, taken a back by Harry's words. Was he giving Peter his blessing for them to go out?
He sighed in response." Nothing's happening,"
"Listen Pete, you should go for it. You deserve her."
"Thanks Harry," said an astonished Peter Benjamin Parker. Feeling quite nervy with the way the conversation was going, he decided to steer the emphasis off him and on to Harry. Anything would do he thought to himself.
"How's your love life?"
Ouch! Was that the best you could do? Peter thought as he quietly cursed himself.
"Great!" was the unexpected response. "I met this great girl called Liz. You gotta meet her. I really think you'll like her."
"Yeah, that'd be great." He was pleased Harry was happy. He deserved it. Remembering he was going to be late for his dinner with Aunt May he realised he had to cut the conversation short. "Listen Harry, sorry but I'm gonna have to go now. I'm due for a date with my aunt."
"Ok, yes no problem. I'll be in touch Pete. See you later."
The phone went dead and Peter put down the phone.
"Whoa, that was weird!" He put on his jacket and walked out the door.
* * *
Mary Jane was sat on her bed in her dingy apartment. It was a small, two room place not very homey and only supplied the basics. She never had guests around as she was too embarrassed to show it to anyone. Just like her old home. Her Dad was drunk all the time and was always angry. Her Mum never stuck up for herself or M.J. and her sister. She was a total walk over in Mary Jane's eyes. At least she was out of that place now, but she had to admit, not much of a better situation. The main thing she didn't like about the way she was living now was being alone. She was never alone at school. She was one of the biggest socialites when she was in school but not now. She rarely saw anybody due to her trying to get her acting and modelling career going. America: The land of opportunity? Yeah right she thought to herself. All the troubles she had plus the bottled up feelings she had for Peter which, she couldn't act on had worn her down. AT least she had the lunch with Peter tomorrow. Would that help her get motivated and help her get out of the mess she was in? Boy, did she hope so.
Peter rushed around looking for his jacket. He was due to be at his Aunt May's for dinner in a hour. It was a dinner she made him go to at least once a week. In fact, Peter didn't mind going. He liked to see his Aunt on a regular basis. It gave him chance to see how she was feeling and getting by without Uncle Ben. He owed to her, to Uncle Ben and himself to look out for her.
When he eventually found his jacket the phone rang. He jogged to the door to let the machine take it the call when he suddenly had a quick change of thought: just in case it was either a job from the Bugle or an emergency.
"Hello, Peter speaking"
"Hey Pete, it's Harry. How's things going?" came the familiar voice on the phone. Peter always had time for Harry Osborn. He was Harry's closest confident since his father had died.
"Not bad thanks Harry, and you?"
"Busy as hell, I don't know how my Dad did it!" He was referring to his Dad's role of chairman of Oscorp industries. He had inherited it from his father in his will. At first it was something he didn't really care too much for, but it slowly grew on him.
"How's the 'humble abode'? said Peter with a slight whisp of sarcasm in his voice. Harry gently laughed in return.
"Ahh, you know, way to big for me as always. You know the offer's still there for you to move in anytime?"
"Thanks Harry, but I don't think I could get use to living the life of decadence."
"I know what you mean," replied Harry. I sometime wish I could stay as grounded as you."
Peter silently accepted the compliment and carried on the conversation. "Sooo. hows the other stuff going?" Harry knew what he was on about. Spiderman. Peter knew he still hated his alter ego. He had learnt to step very carefully around the subject.
"That's ok Peter. Spiderman isn't one of my highest priorities at the moment." Peter gently let out a sigh of relief, quiet enough for it not to be heard by Harry. "I feel my I would be doing my dad more justice by running his company and keeping order of things."
"Yeah, I think you're right with that Harry." He always tried to gently dissuade him from pursuing revenge on Spiderman. It would make things awful tense between the two of them. Suddenly Harry asked something that caught Peter totally out of the blue:
"How's you and Mary Jane?"
Peter was taken a back. This was the first time Harry had mentioned it. It made Peter uneasy and his voice a little shaky. It was very awkward to think and talk about since he knew Harry liked M.J. too.
"Umm. well. uh,,,," was the only response he could muster.
"It's ok Peter. I'm not bitter about it or anything like that. On the contrary I think you two would be great together."
Peter was again, taken a back by Harry's words. Was he giving Peter his blessing for them to go out?
He sighed in response." Nothing's happening,"
"Listen Pete, you should go for it. You deserve her."
"Thanks Harry," said an astonished Peter Benjamin Parker. Feeling quite nervy with the way the conversation was going, he decided to steer the emphasis off him and on to Harry. Anything would do he thought to himself.
"How's your love life?"
Ouch! Was that the best you could do? Peter thought as he quietly cursed himself.
"Great!" was the unexpected response. "I met this great girl called Liz. You gotta meet her. I really think you'll like her."
"Yeah, that'd be great." He was pleased Harry was happy. He deserved it. Remembering he was going to be late for his dinner with Aunt May he realised he had to cut the conversation short. "Listen Harry, sorry but I'm gonna have to go now. I'm due for a date with my aunt."
"Ok, yes no problem. I'll be in touch Pete. See you later."
The phone went dead and Peter put down the phone.
"Whoa, that was weird!" He put on his jacket and walked out the door.
* * *
Mary Jane was sat on her bed in her dingy apartment. It was a small, two room place not very homey and only supplied the basics. She never had guests around as she was too embarrassed to show it to anyone. Just like her old home. Her Dad was drunk all the time and was always angry. Her Mum never stuck up for herself or M.J. and her sister. She was a total walk over in Mary Jane's eyes. At least she was out of that place now, but she had to admit, not much of a better situation. The main thing she didn't like about the way she was living now was being alone. She was never alone at school. She was one of the biggest socialites when she was in school but not now. She rarely saw anybody due to her trying to get her acting and modelling career going. America: The land of opportunity? Yeah right she thought to herself. All the troubles she had plus the bottled up feelings she had for Peter which, she couldn't act on had worn her down. AT least she had the lunch with Peter tomorrow. Would that help her get motivated and help her get out of the mess she was in? Boy, did she hope so.