Unfortunately, The Green Goblin was not as helpless as he seemed. Once Spider-Man leaped over and attacked, the Goblin took out a pumpkin bomb, stolen from the Hob Goblin, and threatened him with it. Spider-Man did not attack. Not with a bomb in sight. The Goblin laughed and got up. "The water may have short-circuited my glider, Spider-Man, but I assure you that The Green Goblin always has a plan b!" "Yeah. Bombs. Geeze, why should I be surprised? That's all you ever do! For the sake of humanity, pick another tactic before I die of boredom!" "Hey, it works, don't it?" The Goblin laughed. Now he had the upper hand. And that hand held a deadly explosive. Cool.
"Alright, then. Lets get down to business, shall we?" The Goblin muttered. "Business? You said it was about revenge." "I know what I said. But with plan b, my goals change. You see, once you were dead, I'd ask for ransom on your body. But now "I'm demanding ransom!" "For what? You don't have anything to ask ransom for, you crazy lunatic!" Spider-Man informed him. The Goblin slowly waved his head. "Plan b," He mumbled to them. "Plan b." Spider-Man gulped. This wasn't good. Not one bit good. It was actually terrible. The Goblin was capable of so much, even if he wasn't aware of that.
The Goblin held out something. Small, but everyone could see what it was. It was a button. And a button pressed is never a good thing when bombs are afoot. "That's right! Ransom for all of you! I'll be informing the police, and if you try anything, boom!" The Goblin laughed and laughed. As he headed off to rant for ransom. Invisible Woman cried, "You'll kill yourself, too!" The Goblin spun around, with a scary smile on his face. "My dear," He said to her. "The Green Goblin never dies."
Spider-Man peeked around the room. Cameras. "Exactly enough to cover each others blind spots." Mr. Fantastic told them. "Fuck that, man! That fucking sucks!" Spider-Man and Johnny Storm said simultaneously. The Thing laughed. "So, watta we gonna do? If Smiles gets his cash, we're dead. And if he don't, we're dead. Any ideas, genius?" He asked Mr. Fantastic. "Reeds, what are we going to do?" Mr. Fantastic sighed and leaned against a crate. "Sue! That crates' full of explosives!" Johnny yelled, pulling her away from it. "This is not Dr. Doom we're talking about. This is the Green Goblin. He's never tried to take over the world before. If we beat Doom, we can beat this creep." Spider-Man looked around. The cameras had to be taken out, but not so the Goblin would blow them all up. Spider-Man thought and thought while the others argued. C'mon, Peter! He said to himself. Suddenly, he got it. Just like that. A bat out of hell. Bam!
"Sue! Guys, I've got it! I know how we can fool the cameras." Everyone started listening. "Okay, this is gonna sound…well…I don't know how its gonna sound, but we need to get the hell out of this building!" "But, we gotta pin the Goblin, right?" Spider-Man shook his head. "The Green Goblin got us beat this time. But once we're out, he'll be in for a shock. I got it all planned."
Spider-Man explained his theory to everyone. "If we all hide behind this crate, the cameras once notice us. But, Sue can turn us all invisible. So, once we're behind the crate, Sue will use her powers and-bam-we're invisible and the cameras don't know it!" "What then?" The Thing asked. "Then, we take the explosives in the crate, the one Sue was leaning on, and we hurry outside before Big Ugly notices. Then, we blow up the place." Everyone looked at Spider-Man. Blow up the place? That's murder. But everyone knew the Green Goblin. He was a monster. And deserved to be blown up. All super villains did. "Okay, everyone behind the crate to talk. " The Thing told them. They all huddled behind it. The Thing had to lie down in order to fit behind it. He was the worst a hide and seek.
Spider-Man carried some explosives. "Okay, Sue! Take it away!" Sue's hair blew around a little, and she pushed out a force field that turned them all invisible. "Okay. Now can we get the hell out of here?" Sue asked them. Spider-Man shook his head. "I need to loop the cameras, to show Thing's feet lying there. Other wise he'll be suspicious.
Spider-Man climbed up on the wall, Sue trying hard to keep him invisible. He looked at the camera, opened up to all the wires, and used his computer skills. Red to blue, blue gets cut, ta-da. That easy. When you're a genius. Spider-Man hopped down. "Sometimes, its good to be a geek." Said the Peter Parker within him. He laughed. "Lets get out of here."
They all hurried down a narrow corridor of crates, trying to remember where the exit was. "I can't fit!" The Thing cried. "Its too tight!" Then Spider-Man spotted the exit. He opened the door, which was creepy because no one was really there. "Thing! Just knock the crates down! We're here!" The Thing did so, and they all ran, trying not to be squashed. Spider-Man dove headfirst out the door. He looked at his hand. He could see it. Thank god! Being invisible gave him the chills!
"Well, now what?" "To set up the explosives." Mr. Fantastic said before Spider-Man. "Hand them over, son," He said. "I'll extend my arms and but the bombs in place." "Sure thing, Daddy-o!" Spider-Man answered, tossing him the explosives. He sighed as he stretched out his arms. They were in place. Okay, this was it. "Johnny, flame on." Thing said. He felt so cool. He always wanted to say that. Johnny's body turned to flame. And he lit each explosive and hurried back to his friends.
It was like a big fireworks show. Fire filled the sky, and the noises seemed like it was New Years or something. Spider-Man stood there. The Green Goblin was in there. In there. In the fire. Ooh, he was as good as dead. But he felt the same way he did the last time he thought he finished the Green Goblin. Empty. Spider-Man shook his head and chuckled. The Green Goblin wasn't dead. That kind of hatred and evil cant just vanish. "I know how you feel, son." Mr. Fantastic told him. "Yeah, Daddy-o?" Spider-Man said back. "Oh, and Spider-Man?" "Yeah?" "Don't call me Daddy-o."