Okay, I haven't updated this in a long time. I am very sorry. Okay no
that the BS is out of the way here is your next chapter.
Come on in said the Spider to the Wasp
Calculating the Heart
Peter had managed to sneak down some food and drinks for Janet. When she arrived he was already to go to work on the equations. The laughed and joked around as she made jokes about his height and his costume. He asked her if the rumor about her "Mardi Gras" special was true. (A/N: see Vol. 1 chap. 5 Of the Ultimates, "Hulk does Manhattan"). She laughed and blushed and covered her face as she said something somewhat akin to yes. She also told him that if he played the DVD and paused at a certain point, which she also made him promise never to do, that there is actually a clear shot of her doing so.
Peter loved being with her. She didn't treat him like a kid, like Fury did. She also didn't treat him like he wasn't trust worth, like MJ. She treated him as and equal. Peter had so much respect for her, but for the life of him he couldn't quit glancing at her cleavage every thirty two seconds. She had noticed this, but was actually rather impressed, most men did it more often.
"So if we toy with the amount of coagulant you use . . ." she prompted
"Then we can mess with the density of the webbing!" Peter exalted.
"Kid, you could turn this stuff into a real projectile weapon, instead of just blinding and binding. You could make it harden super quick to cause a greater . . . whats the word?"
"Impact," Peter supplied, "I could make it impact-webbing."
"There you go."
She yawned and stretched and saw the clock, "Damn," she said, "Its late."
"I guess you should be headed back to the hotel." The disappointment was a more than noticeable in his voice.
"well," she said, "It is kinda late, and I would look suspicious to come crawling in at this time. You mind if I crash here again?"
"No problem, Mi casa es su casa."
"One thing though, Wall-Crawler," she said playfully, "technically it aint your 'casa'"
He laughed and she made her little bed up within his chemistry set. Just then, Peter realized that he hadn't checked is E-mails all day. Aside from MJ, Peter had several online acquaintances, such as Sorcerer_Supreme211, SCMKF4, BLKWDW3245, C_and_D443, NoFearD666, and his favorite Onyx_Kitty69. But today, all the E-mail addresses were unfamiliar. He opened the first one, and yelped. "Um, Jan, did you tell anyone where you were going?" he asked.
"No, why?" she walked over behind him.
"Because they know."
The letter read
Dear Web_Head#1
We know our friend headed in your direction, and we would like to know that she is alright. If you could let her know we are worried, and possibly give her the following e-mails, we would be most appreciative. BTW, agent_Rage says to keep up the good work.
The E-mails were from several different names, but they weren't hard to figure out once he knew who they were talking about.
Agent_Rage
TwentiethSentryBoy
Red_mage17
Son_uv_Odin12
Phast_N_Phurius777
And last and most certainly least
Ant_Man546
Peter looked at her, as she moved the mouse and immediately deleted anything from Ant_Man546. "Can I have a minute alone?" she asked. He nodded and left the room. He went up to bed to fake going to sleep. A couple hours later, a little battered and beaten, he schlepped back down into the basement. He couldn't believe how good a lawyer that "Vibrator" joker kept getting. He crept past quiet in a way only few others could achieve.
He saw her asleep at the keyboard. Her eyes were puffy, betraying the tears she had shed. Peter shook her gently. "Jan, Janet?"
She awoke with a start. She smiled and forwarded the letters to her on- line account. Peter made a comment about all the e-mails she must receive and she explained about all the special filter system they had set up to block out unregistered E-mails. She said that he had been registered since Fury first made contact. She shrank, and lay down. He tucked her in, and went up to his own bed. He had to wonder what had been in those letters to make her cry. Was it good crying? Or had they sided with Pym?
If they were siding with him over her, he would find a way to hurt them bad. Peter quickly began to break things down. Tony would be no problem, all he had to do was find something about him that would break his stockholders' trust (and if he could do it to Fisk, this would be no problem). A few doctored photos on the internet would take care of the Wanda and Pietro. The Cap. and Thor would be the real problems. How could he dig up dirt on a god? Much less the new symbol for the nation?
Peter shook the malicious thoughts from his head. He knew that in reality, he did not have what it took to take on the Ultimates. He went to bed.
In the Morning, Jan told him, "I am ready to go back. But they have invited you to come along."
"Come along?" he repeated confused.
"To take a tour of the facility you might one day be working in. this is actually a reward, Nick's way of saying thanks for taking care of me."
Peter thought on it. "But how will I explain how long it will take to get out there and back?"
"Don't worry," she said as she smiled wickedly, "We have that all planned out." Peter was only slightly worried by the look on Jan's face. "Wait, does your aunt have any heart conditions?"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well? Okay, I will steal Toddfan's thin air, and give it as a prize to whom ever can decipher the Ultimates screen names, and bonus points to the ones who can figure out who Peter is corresponding with!!
Come on in said the Spider to the Wasp
Calculating the Heart
Peter had managed to sneak down some food and drinks for Janet. When she arrived he was already to go to work on the equations. The laughed and joked around as she made jokes about his height and his costume. He asked her if the rumor about her "Mardi Gras" special was true. (A/N: see Vol. 1 chap. 5 Of the Ultimates, "Hulk does Manhattan"). She laughed and blushed and covered her face as she said something somewhat akin to yes. She also told him that if he played the DVD and paused at a certain point, which she also made him promise never to do, that there is actually a clear shot of her doing so.
Peter loved being with her. She didn't treat him like a kid, like Fury did. She also didn't treat him like he wasn't trust worth, like MJ. She treated him as and equal. Peter had so much respect for her, but for the life of him he couldn't quit glancing at her cleavage every thirty two seconds. She had noticed this, but was actually rather impressed, most men did it more often.
"So if we toy with the amount of coagulant you use . . ." she prompted
"Then we can mess with the density of the webbing!" Peter exalted.
"Kid, you could turn this stuff into a real projectile weapon, instead of just blinding and binding. You could make it harden super quick to cause a greater . . . whats the word?"
"Impact," Peter supplied, "I could make it impact-webbing."
"There you go."
She yawned and stretched and saw the clock, "Damn," she said, "Its late."
"I guess you should be headed back to the hotel." The disappointment was a more than noticeable in his voice.
"well," she said, "It is kinda late, and I would look suspicious to come crawling in at this time. You mind if I crash here again?"
"No problem, Mi casa es su casa."
"One thing though, Wall-Crawler," she said playfully, "technically it aint your 'casa'"
He laughed and she made her little bed up within his chemistry set. Just then, Peter realized that he hadn't checked is E-mails all day. Aside from MJ, Peter had several online acquaintances, such as Sorcerer_Supreme211, SCMKF4, BLKWDW3245, C_and_D443, NoFearD666, and his favorite Onyx_Kitty69. But today, all the E-mail addresses were unfamiliar. He opened the first one, and yelped. "Um, Jan, did you tell anyone where you were going?" he asked.
"No, why?" she walked over behind him.
"Because they know."
The letter read
Dear Web_Head#1
We know our friend headed in your direction, and we would like to know that she is alright. If you could let her know we are worried, and possibly give her the following e-mails, we would be most appreciative. BTW, agent_Rage says to keep up the good work.
The E-mails were from several different names, but they weren't hard to figure out once he knew who they were talking about.
Agent_Rage
TwentiethSentryBoy
Red_mage17
Son_uv_Odin12
Phast_N_Phurius777
And last and most certainly least
Ant_Man546
Peter looked at her, as she moved the mouse and immediately deleted anything from Ant_Man546. "Can I have a minute alone?" she asked. He nodded and left the room. He went up to bed to fake going to sleep. A couple hours later, a little battered and beaten, he schlepped back down into the basement. He couldn't believe how good a lawyer that "Vibrator" joker kept getting. He crept past quiet in a way only few others could achieve.
He saw her asleep at the keyboard. Her eyes were puffy, betraying the tears she had shed. Peter shook her gently. "Jan, Janet?"
She awoke with a start. She smiled and forwarded the letters to her on- line account. Peter made a comment about all the e-mails she must receive and she explained about all the special filter system they had set up to block out unregistered E-mails. She said that he had been registered since Fury first made contact. She shrank, and lay down. He tucked her in, and went up to his own bed. He had to wonder what had been in those letters to make her cry. Was it good crying? Or had they sided with Pym?
If they were siding with him over her, he would find a way to hurt them bad. Peter quickly began to break things down. Tony would be no problem, all he had to do was find something about him that would break his stockholders' trust (and if he could do it to Fisk, this would be no problem). A few doctored photos on the internet would take care of the Wanda and Pietro. The Cap. and Thor would be the real problems. How could he dig up dirt on a god? Much less the new symbol for the nation?
Peter shook the malicious thoughts from his head. He knew that in reality, he did not have what it took to take on the Ultimates. He went to bed.
In the Morning, Jan told him, "I am ready to go back. But they have invited you to come along."
"Come along?" he repeated confused.
"To take a tour of the facility you might one day be working in. this is actually a reward, Nick's way of saying thanks for taking care of me."
Peter thought on it. "But how will I explain how long it will take to get out there and back?"
"Don't worry," she said as she smiled wickedly, "We have that all planned out." Peter was only slightly worried by the look on Jan's face. "Wait, does your aunt have any heart conditions?"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well? Okay, I will steal Toddfan's thin air, and give it as a prize to whom ever can decipher the Ultimates screen names, and bonus points to the ones who can figure out who Peter is corresponding with!!