We all were in Peter's apartment drinking the instant coffee Peter gave us. Peter had his back against the window and MJ sat on the edge of his bed. I sat in a chair that Peter had pulled out for me. Next to it sat my messenger that had fortunately stayed with me through the madness.
There was a kind of uncomfortable feeling. I looked at both Peter and MJ. They seemed that they didn't know what to say. After all the things I told them, how Spider-Man is older than me, in fact just a little younger than my parents and how they grew up watching the cartoon. How I grew up watching the revised cartoon in the 90's and how a new generation is growing up with Spider-Man.
"What are you thinking?" I asked to whoever would answer.
"I really don't know what to think," Peter answered, "I'm wondering if I have any control of my life now."
"You guy must have control because this wouldn't even be happening. I mean no one has even written the next script."
"I suppose so," MJ replied blankly dunking the coffee bag into her cup.
"I just don't get why I'm here at all. The electrocution should have killed me."
"It would have killed anyone else," Peter held his chin in thought.
Then the next thought came through my head and I'm glad it did because it lightened up the whole situation. I said it without thinking and giving him a weird look. "My gosh, I've never seen anyone in real life do that before."
"Do what?" Peter said still holding his chin.
"Hold their chin while thinking. I've seen it on like Saturday Night Live when they do skits and stuff," I said with a little laugh.
MJ laughed louder than I did.
"You haven't seen anyone do that before?"
"Maybe, but not really. I just noticed it now."
MJ was still laughing a little, "It's true. You do it often, I just didn't say anything."
He looked at MJ with a sheepish grin and then looked at me questionably, "Well I know you need a place to sleep. I have a cot; you're welcomed to sleep here until we can figure out what to do. I'll do some researching and see if I can figure out how to get you home."
MJ looked at her watch in disappointment.
"Well I'm sorry I can't stay longer Eileen, but I have rehearsal," MJ stood up from the edge of Peter's bed with her blue skirt trailing with her and walked over to Peter giving him a kiss, "Bye tiger I'll see ya tomorrow cause I know you will be at you're moonlighting job later tonight."
"All right," he replied looking at her lovingly. I still think that he was in shock that she was with him.
"Be careful," MJ said nudging his shoulder in a demanding way.
"I will."
"Bye Eileen."
"Bye MJ." And the door clicked behind her.
"Eileen I don't get you anymore! You have been distant from us. All you do is just show up for band meetings and the rest of the time you're with Jake!"
"So this is what it's about Dave! I don't get why you don't like him. Can't you just be happy for me?"
Dave walked over to me and took my hand and said, "I'm glad you're happy but I just want you to be careful of this guy. I don't trust him."
I sighed and looked at him, "You don't have to trust him; but trust me, that I can take care of myself."
Flashback ends
The morning light from the window shined in my squinting eyes as I awoke on the small cot. I heard Peter rummaging into his cupboards in his "kitchen" or whatever he called it.
I opened my eyes to look straight up and to my surprise I saw an energetic Peter Parker right above me.
"Good morning! Cereal?" He said shaking the box up and down.
"Oh god my head," I replied groggily.
"It must be from the gash. Nothing a little Tylenol won't fix." I sat up holding my head, watching Peter look for the bottle labeled Tylenol.
"You are so much happier than you were two weeks ago. I mean during the movie I thought that it wasn't safe for you to be on the edge of tall buildings."
He laughed a bit and said, "You know that same exact thought crossed my mind when in the midst of that crazy mess."
He passed me two capsules and a glass of water. I took them as soon as possible, the headache I had was unbelievable.
"I know this isn't really any of my business, but have you talked to Harry since..."
He let out a sigh of remembrance, "No I haven't. He kinda took of after MJ's wedding."
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have--"
"No, no it's ok. Me and Harry's friendship has been messed up for longer than we both had let on."
"I know how that goes."
"I'm going to do some research today and see if there is any information on alternate realities, but I have to stop by The Daily Bulge and drop some pictures off. Do you wanna come with?"
"Sure I just need to wash up." I paused for a second. "Do you think I should get a job while I'm here? I mean just to pay for food and maybe some extra cloths and a toothbrush would be wonderful."
"That would be a good idea because I can barely pay rent."