A/N: Just a fun drabble that came to mind one day after that part of the movie in No Way Home.
Warnings: There is the occasional swear word. Also this story is unbeta'd so future apologies for any grammatical mistakes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Spiderman and make no money from writing this.


"I personally take back anything I previously said about wanting to fight an alien. You and your worlds can keep them." Peter said from his place on the ground.

He was the unfortunate victim tonight and the only highlight was at least being able to warn the others before they ended up like him. There were too many threats for his spider sense to catch all of them, and he made a mental note to never get near the tail end of one of these things again. How was he supposed to know what would happen when they looked just like Dr Connors in lizard form? He heard the two both move closer to him.

"Oh I've heard about these! I haven't come across these before, but Thor told me about them once and described what they look like. I can't remember the name he used, so it looks like we'll get to name them. But he said their venom is non-lethal and the effects are temporary." Peter 1 piped up, while Peter 2 crouched down next to his crumpled place on the ground.

"So you can't move at all? Not even head movement?"

"No Pete I just wanted a close up shot of this grass. What do you think?!"

Peter 2 tutted. "I think you need to figure out which one of us you want to be the one to carry you back to the apartment." Yep this definitely sucked on every level.

"I vote for none. Does none work for you?"

"No."

"Ugh," He closed his eyes and considered his options. "Fine, I guess I'll pick you."

Peter 2 grinned brightly. "Was that really so hard?" Carefully collecting him in his arms. The spider strength really did make the act easy.

"You have no idea dude. My dignity is over there on the ground somewhere, and I'd still rather be left here. If it's temporary you know, I'll eventually come back."

"We can put it to a vote, if you want." Peter 2 said as they started the trip back.

"Wait-"

"All in favor of not leaving Peter on the ground, where anyone could find him and leaving him completely vulnerable, say Aye."

"Aye!" Peter 1 chirped.

"Aye." Peter 2 followed. "Sorry majority rules."

Peter rolled his eyes (one of the only things he could move beside his mouth) keeping his thoughts to himself.

"Terrific." He responded tonelessly watching the world move from his vantage point. He eventually heard Peter 1 call out to him.

"Hey Pete look! I think I found your dignity. Do you want it back?" He heard Peter 2 crack up above him trying to disguise it as a cough.

"No you go ahead and keep it, seeing as I have your sense of self preservation. Just wait until I can move again, and find out what I'm going to do to you."

"Considering I'm the fastest one of us, you'd have to catch me first dude."

"You are not the-"

"Now children," Peter 2 cut in exasperatedly as they neared Peter 1's apartment. "enough fighting."

"Aye aye mom." Peter 1 replied with a sharp salute which brought a startled laugh out of Peter, even as Peter 2 sent back a flat look.

When inside he set Peter on the couch and tugged off both of their masks. Peter watched as Peter 1 tugged off his too before rambling enthusiastically.

"I wonder how long the effects will last. It'd also be interesting if we took a sample of your blood and what the paralytic agent looks like."

Peter 2 seemed to also agree adding. "It would be nice to fashion some type of antidote in case this ever happens again."

"Ugh. No thanks. I have this thing against needles. Besides if this really is temporary what would even be the point? It might be gone before you'd even have time to analyze it."

He could tell both Peters got his point. To kill time while he waited to regain use of his limbs, he had Peter 2 turn on the TV and flip, until he found something decent to watch. He settled on Jaws. Peter 2 settled in the armchair next to him dutifully asking if he needed any food or drinks throughout the course of the movie, which he definitely passed on. No freaking way was he getting spoon fed and watered. Peter 1 settled on the floor with one of his Advanced Physics textbooks.

It took less time than he feared. No more than a third of the way into the movie he could feel his fingers and toes eventually move as he willed them to before his hands and feet then ankles and wrists all the way up to everything. Quickly moving a finger to his lips he signaled to Peter 2 to be quiet who furrowed his brows back at him in confusion.

"Hey Peter 1," Feeling the smile slowly stretch across his face.

"Yeah?" Peter 1 replied back distractedly, more focused on his study material then the movie.

"I can move now."

Distracted no more, his eyes grew large real quick. "Oh shit..."

"Come here!"

Peter 2's eyes drifted to the ceiling letting out a gusty sigh, as he skillfully avoided all the projectiles and furniture that flew his way. He wondered if there was a Peter Parker out there in the multiverse older than him that he could commiserate with. He switched the channel, until he stumbled across his favorite part of Braveheart. Webbing both of the other Peters to the floor he quickly shushed their complaints. He was not missing the epic speech scene for anything.