Hello everyone! I'm back with a new chapter.

If you forgot, I'll remind you that this is the first chapter where it's only semi-connected to the main plot.

Anyways, I won't waste any more of your time with this intro. Read on and find out what this "episode" is about!


Episode Four: Us Against the World!

Description: As they find out more about their situation, the Spider Trio realizes that in the meantime, they are going to be stuck like this for a while. This discovery turns out to be a bit bittersweet, especially when some particularly annoying villains come around.


Log #44

Day 158

What's up, Diary? Yeah, that's right. I'm back and writing another log in this journal. I'm making sure that I start journaling more often. Especially with so many things going on.

First, you'll NEVER guess what happened a few days ago. I'm telling you, it's gonna blow your mind! (well, if you were actually alive and able to feel emotion, it would) But anyway, guess what? You know my older alternate selves? The ones from different universes? Yeah, they're back now.

Now, I know this sounds completely impossible. It should be! And yet, here I am. Basically, the deal is that our universes, due to some unknown reason, are crossing over and merging. Is this good? …no. It could mean the end of our universes. Or not! We're still figuring that all out.

I would tell you all about it, if it wasn't a long story that I think is better to save for another future log. The gist is that Peter 2 and Peter 3 are in the same universe as me. And currently, we're working on how to fix this mess. In fact, I've decided to use this as a place to just write down some theories we've got, as well as updates on what's happening in this tangled mess that is now my new reality for the meantime.

Also, on a semi-related note, I wish I had a better place to go to so that I can write. It's kind of cramped down here in Peter 2's basement, with all of this lab equipment and with Peter 3 breathing down my neck…


Down in the basement of Peter 2's house, Peter 1 sat cross-legged on a stool chair, writing in his log journal. Peter 3 was right next to him, staring at the page as he wrote. And when Peter 1 wrote the last sentence, Peter 3 looked at him, offended.

"Hey! I am SO not breathing down your neck!" he protested.

Peter 1 stopped writing and looked up at him with a deadpan expression.

"You are. Literally. I can feel you breathe on me. By the way, are you good? You've been breathing a bit too hard."

Peter 3 clicked his tongue and ruffled Peter 1's hair.

"You're lucky you're cute. If this was a normal person insulting me, I'd punch them in the nose." he huffed as he backed up a bit.

Peter 1 fixed his hair, frowning a bit. "What? I'm not CUTE!"

"You really are. You're like the type of person who everyone thinks is adorable, but you yourself are completely oblivious to it."

Peter 1 pouted, as 3 walked away. "I'll take that as a compliment."

"Good!" 3 replied with his back turned, "Because I meant it as a compliment! You're welcome."

Peter 1 sighed as he closed his journal. That was enough writing for today. Instead, he turned around in his chair, watching Peter 3 look through a book. More specifically, one of the books that they stole from the Sanctum. This one was about magic.

"Find anything interesting in there?" Peter 1 asked.

Peter 3 smiled as he flipped a page. "That's too vague of a question. EVERYTHING in here is interesting. By the way, do you know that there are 3 types of magic? Personal energies, Universal energies and Dimensional energies? And here I am, thinking that magic's simply like pulling a bunny out of a top hat."

"Well, that's magic for you. I don't think I'll ever understand it." Peter 1 replied.

Just then, in the distance, the sound of the door upstairs opening was heard. Peter 3 and Peter 1 looked at the stairs, Peter 3 letting out a groan.

"I swear, that better be Peter with the donuts… we've been waiting for at least an hour now, and I need a strawberry glazed sprinkled donut STAT."

Sure enough, Peter 2 came down the stairs, with a box of donuts in his hands.

"Breakfast has ARRIVED!"

Peter 1 sighed. "Finally! We've been waiting forever. You took SO long!"

"Well, sor-RY. You try driving in New York traffic for 30 minutes straight just to get sugary pastries." Peter 2 huffed. "I bet these weren't worth the wait, even."

Peter 3 opened the box still in 2's hands, took out a donut, and bit into it.

"I beg to differ. Donuts are amazing." he replied, narrowing his eyes playfully.

At that moment, another set of footsteps came down the stairs. Soon, a redheaded girl came into view. It was Mary Jane, aka Peter 2's MJ.

"Oh, I see how it is. Trying to sneak donuts to your friends without giving me one, huh honey?" she teased as she took a donut.

"Nooo… maybe, heh." Peter 2 responded sheepishly, "But, hey! I did get you donuts! Powdered jelly donuts. You like those, right?"

MJ took a bite, smiling all the while. "Love them. You know, I should have donuts more often. Anyways, you guys are still working on that work project, I assume?"

Simultaneously, the three Peters glanced at each other. MJ didn't know about their secret, which was that they were all variants of each other and that they were currently coexisting in a fused timeline of all 3 of their universes. MJ simply thought that Peter 1 and Peter 3 were coworkers from Peter 2's freelance job at the Daily Bugle, and that they were working on a big project instead of a solution to save their worlds.

The reason MJ didn't know was simple. Peter 2 didn't want to put stress on her. Which was understandable. According to Peter 2, MJ wasn't all that jazzed when he told her that he was Spiderman. Sure, she supported him, but she would still have "mini heart attacks" whenever she'd hear even a mention of Spiderman on the news. She was still adjusting to Peter 2 being Spiderman, even in the present day. To tell her the truth would do god knows what to her.

So instead of correcting her, Peter 2 said, "Yep!"

"Totally!" Peter 1 added.

"Just a regular research project, nothing more to it." Peter 3 chimed with an obviously fake grin.

But, MJ bought the lie and smiled. "Good. Well, I'll leave you to it. Better get to work. My boss HATES it when I'm late. Love you sweetie."

Peter 2 smiled, giving her a quick peck on the lips. "Love you too. Have a good day!"

"You too!" MJ replied, going back up the stairs with a donut in her hand.

Peter 2 stared at the stairs for a moment, a soft and happy look on his face. That is, until he noticed Peter 1 and Peter 3 smiling smugly at him.

"Someone's in L-O-V-E." Peter 3 snickered.

Peter 1 smiled, his grin lovesick. "You know, I don't really ship people in real life… but I ship it."

Peter 2 chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Alright, matchmakers. Enough about L-O-V-E. We got a 'project' to focus on."

Peter 2 walked over to the table, preparing to set down the box. Only to realize there wasn't any open space on the table, as nearly the whole surface was cluttered with papers and equipment.

"Uh… Where do I…?" he asked slowly, looking at 1 and 3.

Peter 3 took the box from 2's hands. "Allow me."

Peter 3 looked at the table, frowning, before saying, "Sweep."

At the word, Peter 1 jumped to action, using his arm to carelessly brush the cluttered mess out of the way. Papers fell on the floor, while equipment dropped with a noisy clatter, making Peter 2 jump. But, Peter 3 and Peter 1 didn't even flinch, as Peter 3 set the box down on the now free space.

"... You just… push everything off?" Peter 2 asked, bewildered.

Peter 1 nodded. "Yeah! Of course. All the stuff we REALLY need is over to the right end of the table. Everything else over here is… eh."

"Then, why don't you just put them away?" Peter 2 suggested.

Peter 3 showed his clenched teeth. "Yeah, no. We don't need the stuff… but we do. It's like having notes about a school subject that were taken months ago. Sure, they're basically useless. But, you can't throw them away because maybe one day, you'll need them. Y'know what I'm saying?"

Peter 2 blinked, looking like he was about to say something about that, but appeared to think better of it, as he changed the subject.

"Alright… Anyways, you guys appear to be working hard on all of this. Got anything so far?" Peter 2 asked.

In an instant, Peter 3 brightened with a grin. "Boy, do I ever! I was waiting for you to ask that. Wait right here."

And with that, Peter 3 suddenly left the table and bounded up the stairs. Meanwhile, Peter 1 and Peter 2 looked at each other with confusion.

"I feel like him running off without telling us what he's doing or where he's going is gonna be a common thing." Peter 1 mused.

Peter 2 nodded. "Yup."

After a few seconds, Peter 3 came back downstairs, with a variety of food in his hands. This prompted Peter 1 and Peter 2 to look bewildered.

"Why do you have food? Are the donuts not enough?" Peter 1 yelped.

Peter 3 set down the things on the table. "No, no. I mean, yeah this is food. But, it isn't for eating."

Peter 1 and Peter 2 looked down at the stuff. It was a very weird choice of items: mayonnaise, peanut butter, and cake frosting, as well as a loaf of sliced bread.

"Good. Because I'm kind of concerned about what food poisoning you could create with a combination of these ingredients…" Peter 2 replied.

Peter 1 looked at 3. "So, what's the food for then?"

Peter 3 clapped his hands together. "Glad you asked. You see, I've been doing research. About this whole 'merging worlds', 'imminent doom', and 'multiversal apocalypse' stuff. And I have good news and bad news about it.

"Good news is that I've developed some sort of understanding about our circumstances. Not much, but it's a sufficient amount of understanding, ESPECIALLY considering the fact that this is a problem we've been investigating for only 5 days. Bad news is that even MY simplified explanation is very confusing when put into words. BUT, good news again, I think I can explain it visually. Get it?"

Peter 1 and Peter 2 shared a look, then looked back at 3.

"Barely." Peter 1 said, speaking for both him and 2.

Peter 3 shrugged. "Good enough. Now, sit down and observe."

Simultaneously, Peter 1 and Peter 2 sat in stools that were positioned in front of the table and Peter 3. Peter 3 then looked down at the food choices, then looked back up at 1 and 2.

"Okay. So, it's a known fact that our 3 universes have merged. Those magic wizards who kidnapped us confirmed it. But, it's tricky, see? That's because not only are our universes merging, but they're currently undergoing a VERY rare, VERY weird Incursion."

Peter 1 frowned. "Incursion? What the heck is that?"

"Good question. Now, I'm not going to explain it fully, since I don't know much about it myself. But, an Incursion, according to a magical book I read, is the period of time in which two Earths from two different universes collide, and lasts exactly eight hours. And if you couldn't tell by the morbid definition I gave, an Incursion is bad."

Peter 2 gulped. "I'm afraid I'll regret asking this, but why is it bad?"

Peter 3 sucked in air between his teeth before saying in a high-pitched voice, "Eh… because it can kinda, maybe, sorta… terminate both universes and end those two timelines completely."

Peter 1 and Peter 2 both widened their eyes in unison, pure terror crossing their faces. "WHAT?!"

Peter 3 held up his hands in an effort to calm them down, knowing that this reaction was going to happen.

"Now, slow your roll before you jump to conclusions. Remember when I said that Incursions last exactly eight hours? If we actually were in a normal Incursion, our universes would've already ended approximately an hour after we escaped the wizards' lair 5 days ago. And on top of that, Incursions, at least to my knowledge, only happen to 2 universes. Not 3. So, calm down because we're not in an Incursion."

"But, you said that we're in a very weird variation of one, right? So, it's still dangerous! Or, god forbid, it's worse." Peter 1 protested, gulping in fear at the last word.

Peter 3 nodded. "You're right. We might be in a weird Incursion of some sort. But, stay with me, because that's where things get freaky. Which is why I have these right here."

He then gestured to the food on the table, which 1 and 2 looked at with confusion and curiosity.

"Now, I should clarify, this is a visual metaphor. The different spreads, like the mayo, frosting, and peanut butter, represent our universes. Kid-Pete's universe is the frosting, Adult-Pete's universe is the mayonnaise, and my universe is the peanut butter."

Peter 2 raised an eyebrow. "Why am I mayonnaise? Seems a bit inaccurate, since I don't really like it."

Peter 3 raised an eyebrow in return. "You don't like mayonnaise?"

"Who does?" Peter 2 replied, almost scoffing.

"Could I be the peanut butter instead?" Peter 1 asked, "I like that more than cake frosting. It's not even the good kind, it's plain funfetti frosting."

"What do you mean?! Funfetti frosting isn't PLAIN!" Peter 3 protested.

Peter 1 shrugged. "It is. Honestly, it's just vanilla frosting with sprinkles."

Peter 3 sighed then said, "Enough with the spreads. I'm peanut butter, you're frosting, and you're mayonnaise. No debate about it."

Peter 1 and Peter 2 pouted. "Fine."

"Alright, anyways, back to the topic that actually MATTERS," Peter 3 said snidely as he unscrewed the caps off of each container, "These represent our realities. As you can see right now, they're currently contained and separate. That was how our universes once were, existing as three separate places in the multiverse.

"But, way back when we first met, and all of the crazy 'cure the villains' chaos was going on, our universes temporarily crossed over. Not merged. Just tangled. You can apply that to this metaphor, by simply imagining the three jars suddenly tipping over and spilling into one big mess. Our universes going back to normal is like someone cleaning up the mess and putting the spreads back into their containers."

Peter 1 frowned. "Ew, that's disgusting. Who would put spilled peanut butter or spilled frosting back into the container?"

"Plus, how would the person put back the spreads into their respective containers if they contaminated each other while spilling?" Peter 2 added.

Peter 3 shrugged. "I never said this was an ACCURATE metaphor, okay? Let's just pretend that someone put back the spreads because they wanted to, and they did it using magic."

"Okay," Peter 1 sighed, "Just who is this someone though?"

Peter 3 looked at 1. "Simple. Your wizard friend who trapped us in the basement."

Peter 1 nodded, weirdly unfazed by the ridiculous-sounding description. "Ah."

"So, after all of that mess was cleaned up, the three spreads stayed separate from each other for a good while. Now, imagine someone else just stumbling upon these, and deciding to mash them together to make a sandwich."

After he said that, Peter 3 did just that, using a butter knife to spread peanut butter, mayonnaise, and frosting onto two slices of bread, while 1 and 2 watched in disgust and slight horror.

"PLEASE tell me you did not just create a… peanut butter, frosting, and mayo sandwich." Peter 1 slowly said, nearly choking on his words.

Peter 3 shrugged as he lifted up the sandwich.

"I did not create a peanut butter, frosting, and mayo sandwich." he said in a matter-of-factly tone.

Peter 2 closed his eyes (probably to keep himself from gagging or screaming). "That's actually disgusting." he said softly.

"Exactly!" Peter 3 exclaimed, as if he was waiting for someone to say that, "You see, that applies to our universes. Them merging is like a peanut butter, frosting, and mayo sandwich. They're not meant to be together. Sure, if you have a very weird taste palette and eat the sandwich, it won't taste bad. The first bite is guaranteed to taste very strange, but you can live with it. However, the more you eat that sandwich, the more nasty and repulsing it becomes. Until BAM! Next thing you know, you're in the bathroom, hurling your guts out, and not having a good time."

Peter 1 blinked, looking very disappointed. "Great. Now that image of someone eating and throwing up a nasty sandwich is forever embedded into my brain."

Peter 2 then thought about the metaphor some more before saying, "So, what you're saying is that our universes merging won't have a detrimental effect for a while. But sooner or later, the merging could become catastrophic, which could result in the annihilation of our universes?"

Peter 3 smiled. "Right on the dot."

Peter 2's eyes widened. "Wow. Even though that was a disgusting metaphor to use, I actually understand more about our situation."

"Then, my job here is finished," Peter 3 replied simply, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be throwing this away. It's starting to smell."

As Peter 3 turned away to the nearest trash can, 1 and 2 stood up.

"Okay. Now, we know what's going on here. That's good. But, do you at least know who or what is doing this? Or perhaps, why is this happening?" Peter 1 asked, a glimmer of hope on his face.

Peter 3 hesitated before saying, "No, nope, and nah."

Peter 1 and Peter 2 blinked at the quick and not so promising reply, which caused Peter 3 to sigh.

"Look, I'm sorry, but that whole 'weird Incursion' theory is the only thing I managed to get. I know nothing about internal motives, the process behind it, and a whole chunk of other stuff. Science can only solve so much, you know."

"Well, how about this? Do you know how much time we have until this Incursion becomes deadly?" Peter 2 asked.

Peter 3 thought for a long time, calculating it in his mind.

"Hmm. It's complicated. The time we have before this whole shebang wipes us out is more than 8 hours, obviously. Scientifically speaking, we're looking at the long term, so maybe… about 6 months is our time limit."

Hearing that made Peter 1's heart drop. 6 whole months before this Incursion starts to unravel their slowly breaking universes. That was half a year, and yet it sounded like it was so close away.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 seemed to feel the same way, as they both looked anxious. Silence hung heavy in the air for a good second before 1 finally spoke.

"So… what now?"

Peter 3 looked at 1, grateful for him breaking the unbearable silence.

"Well, right now I bet those wizards are holding off the progression of damage to our universes. Aside from research and theories, there's not much we can do. So that means…"

"... we live our lives like this in the meantime?" Peter 2 finished.

Peter 3 nodded. "Yeah."

What exactly was "this" though, Peter 1 couldn't help but wonder. If the two Peters meant that they would just have to sit tight and hope for the best until this whole thing blows over, then that sounded just like giving up and succumbing to the worst.

Peter 1 hated giving up. He wanted to help fix this. Yes, it seemed like Wong and Dr. Strange were already doing that. But that didn't mean that Spiderman couldn't help out too. Peter 1 WANTED to help out, and it was clear that 2 and 3 wanted to help out too, judging from the fact that they looked just as disappointed as him. The thing that was blocking them from helping was pretty obvious though: their lack of knowledge about the situation. It's very hard to fix a problem you know nothing about. That was the main reason that the Peters were researching and investigating to get to the bottom of this whole thing.

So… why don't they do just that? Investigating? But instead, they do it differently. The pieces of the plan began to come together in Peter 1's head as he spoke up.

"Why don't we just do a little sleuthing?" he proposed.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 looked at him, then at each other, very puzzled.

"Um… 'sleuthing'?" Peter 2 asked, looking as if he thought he didn't hear Peter 1 right.

Peter 1 nodded, as he grabbed his journal on the table.

"Yes! You know, going around town and solving the mystery. We all know what is happening, but if you ask me, it's just as important to find out WHY it's happening. Who knows, maybe we can get to the bottom of this freaky and rare event?"

As he said that, he silently thought of something that's been bugging him. This wasn't just a rare freak of nature. This had something to do with not just him but 2 and 3 as well. The three were connected to this in some way, and even though they didn't cause this, the evidence is pointing to that possibility. They needed to clear their name, if they wanted Wong and Dr. Strange off of their backs, yet they still needed to consider whether or not this was their fault.

Then again, that was more reason why the three Peters needed to investigate. Which is why Peter 2 and Peter 3 agreed with the idea.

"Why not?" Peter 2 replied with a smile, "That's a smart idea! With some detective work, I'm sure that we can get ahead of this problem."

Peter 3 grinned. "Let's do it then!"

Peter 1 looked confident as he grinned back. "Alright! Operation 'Detective Spidey' is a go!"


And so, after a quick break to eat doughnuts (they obviously weren't letting those go to waste) and some quick changing, the three Peters were off to find out more about this impending doom. They were now on a building roof, overlooking New York City, in their maskless Spiderman suits.

As 2 and 3 paced around, looking for things, Peter 1 sat on the edge of the roof, his notebook open and pen in hand.

"Er… do misplaced streetlights count as a clue? I mean, they could be hinting at what's causing this." Peter 1 asked.

"I'd write it just in case." Peter 2 replied, while he looked at a street down below with narrowed eyes.

Peter 1 nodded, as he quickly scribbled a sentence into his log.

Clues:

Decline in pigeon sightings

Buildings in different locations

Misplaced streetlights

"Hey, you got anything other than misplaced streetlights?" Peter 3 piped up from his spot over on the right side of the roof.

Peter 1 frowned as he read out his list. "I have 'decline in pigeon sightings'. You know how New York's chock full of those birds? Kind of weird how they seem to be disappearing. There's also 'buildings in different locations', which I'm kinda salty about, since this merged universe decided to move Teo's Bodega to a different street."

Peter 2 and Peter 3 simultaneously looked up to glance at each other and at Peter 1.

"Teo's what now?" they asked in unison.

Peter 1 dropped his pen at the question, and turned around to face them, eyes wide and mouth dropped open.

"You… don't have a Teo's Bodega in your universes?" he squeaked.

Peter 2 thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know. If I do, I have never heard of it."

"Same." Peter 3 agreed.

"HOW? Teo has, like, the best sandwiches!" Peter 1 gasped, pausing afterwards before saying, "That's it. One day, I'm taking you there so that you can taste the best sandwich you've ever tasted in your life! And that's a promise."

Peter 3 brightened. "I could go for a sandwich, actually…"

"After you ate donuts?" Peter 2 exclaimed, "That's too many carbs!"

Peter 3 looked at 2 with a smirk. "Really? Then, riddle me this. If carbs are so bad, why do they taste so good?"

Peter 2 blinked at the question before shrugging. "They just do."

"Exactly." Peter 3 whispered.

At that moment, a sudden whoosh disrupted the relative calm of everything, causing the three to look up at the sky. The cracks in the sky looked as they always did, as they gleamed in shimmery purple-white light. Except, there was one more color that was completely new and different.

Bright gold.

But that wasn't the weirdest part. Once the rifts stopped pulsing, the gold immediately disappeared and the rifts reverted back to its purple-white color. The three Peters stood on the edge of the roof together, staring wide-eyed at the rifts.

"... You might want to write that down in your little notebook as a clue." Peter 3 finally said to Peter 1.

Peter 1 looked down, while writing. "On it."

Clues:

Decline in pigeon sightings

Buildings in different locations

Misplaced streetlights

Rifts turning gold?

Once Peter 1 was done writing, he said to Peter 2 and Peter 3, "What the heck was that about?"

Peter 2 sighed. "I have absolutely no idea. Which is the case for everything else relating to those stupid rifts."

Peter 3 meanwhile seemed to have a theory. "Perhaps… it's your wizard friends trying to help close it?"

Peter 1 frowned as he looked at the cracks, appearing even more scared the more he looked at it.

"I don't think so. The rifts look a bit bigger than before. So, either something else is causing it, or they're doing a REALLY bad job at trying to close it." Peter 1 answered.

Peter 3 looked back at the rift as he said sarcastically, "Awesome."

Suddenly, a crash shattered the short-lived silence. Only, it wasn't coming from the rift. It was coming from another part of the city. And shortly after the sound ended, screams were heard in the distance, making the three Peters jump.

"Great. Now, we have a villain on our hands." Peter 1 huffed.

Peter 2 then rushed over to a place on the roof, where three Spidermen masks laid in a small pile. He picked them up, and tossed one mask each to Peter 1 and Peter 3.

"Well, guys. You know the drill. It's Spiderman time!" Peter 2 declared.

Peter 1 and Peter 3 frowned in determination before saying, "Right!"

And with that, the three pulled on their masks, made their way to the edge of the roof, and jumped into the open sky. As they free fell, they simultaneously shot webs out of their wrists, using them to swing through the street.

Together, the three Spidermen swung through the city, on their way to the site of chaos, where screams were becoming more terrified and the sounds of maniacal laughing now joined them. This motivated the three to move faster and turn down a corner to get a full look at the crime scene.

There, people were running for their lives in all directions. And not just people were scattered everywhere– stray dollar bills were flying in the air due to the chilly breeze. Just beyond that was a bank with glass doors and windows, which were currently shattered. And standing a few feet in front of the building, money bags in hand and laughing crazily, was none other than…

"RHINO?!" Peter 1 yelped.

"Oh, COME ON. Does this guy have ANYTHING better to do?" Peter 3 groaned.

"You'd think he'd learned a thing or two from our beating, and decided to stay his ass in jail." Peter 2 sighed.

As Rhino stomped around, he seemed like he was enjoying seeing people flee in terror, as he would always chase one citizen around before chasing another. As he chased one citizen, a teenage girl, the latter tripped and fell onto the sidewalk. As Rhino drew closer and closer, the girl sat up and cowered in terror.

Just then, two web shots attached themselves to Rhino's back. Peter 2 and Peter 1 were holding onto them and they yanked hard, causing Rhino to fall on his back and unwillingly let go of the money bags. As the citizen sat there shivering, Peter 3 helped her up.

"You okay there?" he asked the girl.

The girl could only look up at him, wide eyed and too stunned to speak.

"Y-you're Sp-sp-sp… SPMANDER!" she screamed, apparently too shocked to say the word 'Spiderman'.

Peter 3 grinned as he put a hand on his chin in a pretend-thinking pose. "Spmander… that's a new one. I'm definitely bookmarking that as a new hero name."

Despite the teasing, the girl could only offer an awkward, and honestly seemingly unhinged, grin. Just then, Rhino began to stir, causing Peter 2 and Peter 1 to look up at Peter 3.

"Uh… Spiderman? We might wanna wrap up this conversation." Peter 2 told him.

Peter 3 nodded as he pushed the girl softly towards the gathering crowd of citizens watching in awe nearby.

"Okay, if it helps, hope you have a good rest of your day. Let your friendly neighborhood Spmander handle this!" Peter 3 told the girl.

At the tiny nudge, the girl almost fell flat on her face before standing up again and running haphazardly to the ecstatic crowd.

"I TALKED TO SPIDERMAN!" she squealed.

The three Spidermen watched the crowd cheer, amusement apparent on their faces. But, the moment didn't last long when Rhino suddenly got up on his feet and ran towards Peter 3, who was able to miraculously jump away at the last second. As the crowd cowered, their faces growing horrified, Rhino stalked towards Peter 3, who had stumbled backwards.

"Tiny spider… you've been nothing but a PAIN in my BACKSIDE lately!" Rhino spat.

Peter 3 sighed in annoyance. "You don't think it's the same for US, buddy? I think everyone can relate when I say that everytime you show up, you send people's blood pressure levels sky high!"

Rhino growled as he stomped faster towards Peter 3.

"HOW ABOUT I SEND YOU SKY HIGH?!" he roared.

But before he could reach 3, webs suddenly hit the side of his face, causing him to recoil and stop in shock. It came from Peter 2 as he and 1 moved to stand protectively in front of 3.

"Not so fast! Come on, Aleksi. Has anyone ever taught you that violence is never the answer?" Peter 2 chided.

"Yeah! Maybe we can talk things out. You know… find a way to send you to jail in a safe and quick fashion." Peter 1 added.

Rhino finally took off the webs, his eyes twitching in rage.

"I'm DONE talking! I've BEEN DONE! Why?! Because YOU had the nerve to stop my fun last time! But not this time, spiders. THIS time, I'm sending you STRAIGHT TO THE HOSPITAL!" Rhino ranted

Despite the outright and vicious threat, Peter 3 put a hand on his own chest, feigning a look of sympathy.

"Aw, that's so nice! Isn't that polite of our Russian friend? He's willing to give us the medical care we need." Peter 3 then looked like he was smiling wickedly. "Shame that we won't get to use it…"

At those words, Peter 2 and Peter 1 looked at 3 with equal grins behind their masks. They then looked at Rhino simultaneously, who was starting to realize what exactly was going to happen. But before Rhino could react, the three were already swooping down on him.

Quickly, Peter 3 webbed Rhino's feet to the ground, while Peter 1 and Peter 2 grabbed an arm each, restraining Rhino even more. Soon, Rhino was pinned to the ground with his knees sticking up into the air, struggling against the two Spidermen and the webs.

"Well then," Peter 3 chirped as he stood in front of Rhino while clapping his hands together, "That was fun. Wish it didn't end so quickly. But, hey, if it makes you feel any better, we'll be here right up until the police arrive. Which will be… in about 5 minutes. Now, do us a favor and sit tight while we hang for a few–"

Suddenly, Peter 3 was cut off by a high pitched whirring coming from somewhere to his far right. As he looked towards the source of the noise with confusion, Peter 3 could barely turn his head before something came charging at him from the right in a blur, taking him away from his spot as he yelped in shock.

"Pe- THREE!" Peter 1 and Peter 2 shouted in unison, eyes wide.

All the way up in the sky, Peter 3 was fighting with a weird looking figure, a human (or human-looking) being with huge wings.

"GUYS?! I'M FIGHTING A BIRD! REPEAT, I AM FIGHTING A BIRD!"

After he shouted that, Peter 3 was then suddenly hurled to the ground with a scream by the person, falling a considerable height before maneuvering in midair so that he landed on his feet. But even though he landed on his feet, Peter 3 lost his balance, causing him to land on his back.

"Ouch…" he sighed.

Immediately, Peter 1 and Peter 2 rushed over to him, completely neglecting Rhino and leaving him free to untie his feet. They crouched in front of 3, as the latter sat up with a few dazed yet quick blinks.

"Are you okay?!" Peter 1 asked, worried.

Peter 3 rubbed his face a bit. "I don't know. I mean, in the span of about 2 minutes, I've been harassed by a criminal in a robotic rhino-esque costume, had taken down said criminal, and THEN got tossed, attacked, and thrown to the ground by a dude with bird wings. So… yeah, pretty much."

As Peter 1 and Peter 2 helped Peter 3 up, the bird guy landed next to the now freed Rhino. As the three looked at him, they finally got a good look at the new villain they were dealing with. While 2 and 3 had no idea who was in front of them, Peter 1 knew instantly. And he wasn't happy about it.

"Wait… VULTURE?!" Peter 1 gasped in shock.

The villain, or Vulture, raised an eyebrow in malicious amusement. "Spiderman. A pleasure to see you."

"Hold on… you KNOW him?!" Peter 3 exclaimed.

Peter 1 could barely react or even respond to the question. But if he could, he would have said yes. Him and Vulture went way back. He was his first REAL villain. And after so long, he was here. All buddy-buddy with Rhino, apparently.

What was shocking about this was the fact that Vulture, Adrien Toomes, was standing in front of Peter and his alternate selves as a villain. Why WAS he a Villain right now?! Sure, Peter and him didn't have the BEST relationship. After all, Vulture was an illegal weapons dealer, causing him and Spiderman to clash repeatedly. Not to mention that Vulture just happened to be the dad of Peter's former girlfriend and prom date, Liz, which was DEFINITELY awkward.

But, they worked through that… right? After Peter basically saved Vulture's life after defeating him, the former assumed that the two had come to a peaceful understanding. He believed that somehow, Adrien decided to be done with his villainous alter ego. And yet here Vulture was, standing menacingly in front of the Spidermen, shortly after he threw Peter 3 up into the air.

… perhaps he needed to add "villains suddenly changing motives and goals" to the clues list.

"Yeah." Peter 1 finally replied, "We fought a while back."

Vulture looked confused at this. "No we didn't. This is the first time we met. Had I met and fought you before, you would be dead right now."

Peter 1 looked confused at first. But then, it hit him. This Vulture wasn't his. Now that he was looking at him closely, Peter 1 noticed that this Vulture looked a bit older. Not to mention, his camo green wings and outfit were way different than Vulture 1's black and brown outfit. Knowing this, Peter 1 felt a little relieved that this wasn't the Vulture he knew.

But, there was still a perplexing question to solve. Why did this Vulture, a guy he's never even met, want to torment Spiderman? Not to mention, HOW does this Vulture exist when neither Peter 2 or Peter 3 has ever heard of the villain?

Just then, Rhino turned to look at Vulture with a glare.

"You! Tiny bird! You took FOREVER! Leaving me to deal with the pesky insects!" Rhino growled.

Peter 2 raised an eyebrow. "Okay, first of all, spiders aren't insects. They're arachnids."

The two villains ignored 2, as Vulture replied to Rhino's accusation.

"A powerful villain must make a powerful entrance. That's common sense." Vulture scoffed.

"Well, whatever! Just help me squash the Spidermen! I'm itching to spend my stolen money, and they're taking up precious 'shopping and spending' time." Rhino snapped.

As the three Peters watched this conversation happen, Peter 3 glanced nervously at 1 and 2.

"We should… stop this, I assume?" he asked.

Peter 1 gulped then nodded. "Unless we want to get 'squashed', then yeah."

So with that, the three Spidermen lunged to attack the two Villains. But in those seconds, Vulture seemed to disappear in thin air, only leaving behind a flash of green. Suddenly, he was behind Peter 1, kicking the back of his ankle and making him fall to the ground. Then, he was next to Peter 3, whacking him with his wing into a building wall. Finally, he went up to Peter 2, and simply kicked him in the lower back area.

In reality, this all took about 8 seconds to complete. When those seconds passed, Vulture now stood with his arms leisurely crossed and glancing in smugness at each of the groaning Spidermen.

"My ankle!" Peter 1 whined.

"My back…" Peter 2 groaned.

"MY EVERYTHING!" Peter 3 hollered, face-planted on the sidewalk.

Vulture then looked at Rhino, who was staring at him in shock.

"There. All handled and done with. Happy now?" he stated.

But after he said that, Peter 1 was able to get up, slightly stumbling and wincing when putting pressure on his hurt ankle.

"No! We're not out yet! We'll stop you and that's a promise–"

Before Peter 1 could even finish his sentence, Vulture simply tossed a purple orb his way without turning around. Taken by surprise, Peter 1 instinctively caught the orb. But as he looked at it, it started to glow in a bright purple light that started to flicker. That was when Peter 1 realized what it was.

A bomb created with Chitauri technology. One that detonated shortly after the realization, sending Peter 1 flying down the street, past countless buildings, until he finally slowed to a stop on the now ripped apart concrete 5 blocks away.

Once Peter 1 was gone, Peter 2 and Peter 3 could only look towards the direction that he went flying with a helpless expression, as Vulture and Rhino walked away. Finally, after a few moments of silence, Peter 3 sighed.

"Weren't those people lovely?" he groaned sarcastically.


In other parts of New York City, Vulture and Rhino continued their rampage, stealing banks and terrorizing citizens left and right. Everywhere, citizens were wondering one thing: What the heck was Spiderman doing?!

And the answer varied between the three. Peter 2 and Peter 3 had chased after the pair, with a renewed vengeance they gained when the bastards made the unredeemable mistake of hurting Peter 1. But, apparently, what Vulture did to them the first time around wasn't merely luck or taking advantage of their hesitation. Vulture was actually good at subduing and attacking heroes.

Which is why Peter 2 and Peter 3 were getting their asses kicked by both villains every time they attempted to stop them.

As for Peter 1, he was beginning to stir from the trip downtown that he never asked for. The first thing he could feel was an aching pain, as well as concrete poking his back. He opened his eyes slowly to see an empty road. Well, considering that nearly all of the concrete was smashed, he saw what USED to be a road.

Peter 1 slowly sat up, wincing at the motion. That was uncalled for…

As he looked around, trying to gauge just exactly how far he was blasted away, Peter 1's eyes landed on something. Something that completely slipped his mind, considering that he had never touched it since that day the rifts first opened. It was the drawing with the glowing rifts. The drawing with the three Peters smiling.

Only, there weren't three Peters in the drawing. In fact, the only Peter there was Peter 1. Peter 2 and Peter 3 were completely absent from the drawing.

Peter 1's eyes widened as he snatched up the paper (which miraculously wasn't damaged at all, save a few folds), completely forgetting about his circumstances. He then looked at the drawing closely, before looking at it at different angles. But, the changed drawing, ironically, remained unchanged. It only showed Peter 1, his arms wrapped around nothing but air.

Peter 1 frowned. This drawing was… weird. First, it glowed when the rift pulsed. And now, Peter 2 and Peter 3 were missing from it. And since Peter 1 had the drawing in his suit pocket for who knows how many days, more could've happened between those two changes.

And the most intriguing yet slightly infuriating part of it all was that when it was first drawn, Peter's drawing was just like his other ones–while it was cherished, it was still an ordinary piece of art consisting of colored pencils and sketching materials.

That is… until…

"Your wish is my command…"

With a gasping scream, Peter 1 dropped the paper as if it was on fire, scooting back at the same time. For a good minute, he stared at it cautiously and with anxiety, as the wheels in his brain started to turn.

That sentence… It felt so important. Yet the memory of where he heard it was so distant, buried deep within himself. Where had he heard it? And what did that have to do with his drawing?

Before he could dwell on it more, that was when the rifts in the sky started to pulse again. But this time, Peter 1 was able to witness the paper glowing, rustling a little as it did so. This time around, however, he caught something new and a little ominous.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 appeared for a second in the drawing before flickering out of existence.

At this point, Peter 1's skin was crawling. This was a weird thing he was never going to get used to. He slowly picked it up, and immediately, the rifts in the drawing stopped glowing. No rift pulse sounds were heard, but what Peter 1 DID hear was the distant sound of crashing and screaming. And that was enough to convince Peter 1 that he needed to go and rejoin the fight.

So, Peter 1 set off, following the noise all while keeping a close eye on his drawing. After a few blocks, he then froze still, seeing something change in the drawing.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 appeared again. Except, they looked faint and only the outline was seen.

Peter 1 frowned at the paper. A theory was starting to form, and he wanted to test it out. He stepped back a few feet, while looking at the drawing the whole time. And when he did, the outlines of 2 and 3 faded. Once they fully faded, Peter 1 stepped forward again back to his spot. The outlines appeared again when he did that, Peter 2 and Peter 3 becoming more prominent in the artwork.

Could this drawing… SENSE whether or not Peter 2 or Peter 3 is around? Like a "Getting Warmer/Getting Colder" situation?!

Peter 1 then clutched the paper, creasing it a little bit. At first, he felt weirded out. But he slowly started to realize something. This could be useful. If he were to be ever separated from his alternate selves, Peter could simply use the drawing as a way to locate them. After all, it seems like the closer he is to them, the more prominent 2 and 3 appear.

But, before he acted on his plan to track down the other Spidermen with his drawing, Peter 1 yanked out his log, opened it, and wrote two more important clues.

Clues:

Decline in pigeon sightings

Buildings in different locations

Misplaced streetlights

Rifts turning gold?

Drawing possibly CONNECTED to the rifts

**YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND**


Peter 3 hit the building wall with a gasp, his head hitting the brick in the process before slowly slumping to the ground. For a minute, he laid there, trying to get his stupid vision to stop seeing stars as he gathered his bearings.

But just as he got up, Rhino came charging at him almost instantly, and 3 barely had the wits to narrowly dodge him before Rhino crashed into the wall. As he did, Peter 3 groaned, annoyed.

This stupid Russian furry really doesn't quit, does he?!

As Peter 3 backed away, Rhino recovered from the charge, grinning at the Spiderman evilly.

"Why are you RUNNING, tiny spider? Or should I say… tiny chicken!" Rhino taunted.

Peter 3 raised an eyebrow. "Yeesh. Instead of trying to rob banks and stuff, maybe work on your quip game."

Rhino glared, deciding to charge at him as payback for the insult with an angry roar. But just then, another Spiderman hopped onto his back, making Rhino stumble. It was Peter 2.

"Hey!" Peter 3 exclaimed, brightening at the sight of 2, "You took care of Vulture?"

Peter 2 held on for dear life, as Rhino thrashed around in an attempt to throw him off.

"THAT'S… A… GOOD… QUESTION! NOT… REALLY!" he shouted in between Rhino's grunts and roars.

Peter 3 frowned, about to ask what Peter 2 meant by that. But at that moment, Vulture swooped down on him, hoisting him up into the air by holding onto only his arms.

"Really, dude?! Can't you just quit already? I am already minorly afraid of heights, I don't need to become airsick too!" Peter 3 shouted.

Vulture grinned evilly as he looked down at him. "If you say so."

And with that, Vulture dropped Peter 3, letting him fall to the ground below. Seeing him fall, Peter 2 quickly jumped off of Rhino, and stood under Peter 3 as he dropped into his arms.

"Okay," Peter 2 sighed casually, as if Peter 3 wasn't falling a second ago, "This isn't working out so well for us. We need a Plan B."

Peter 3 glanced around before saying, "Considering the fact that we've been fighting these dudes and losing MULTIPLE times already, I think it's more accurate to say we need a Plan W."

Just then, Vulture landed beside Rhino, prompting the Spidermen to turn around with wide eyes, Peter 3 still in Peter 2's arms.

"You know, Spidermen," Vulture mused as he walked forward slowly, "You've been chasing us for a while. For about 10 minutes straight, to be exact. So, we won't take it to heart if you just… give up. I'm sure you'll be doing these spectators a favor."

Vulture then nodded his head at the gathering crowd of civilians, who had been watching the villains attack the Spidermen with fear and frustration. Peter 3 jumped out of 2's arms, narrowing his eyes menacingly at the two villains.

"Nah, we're good," Peter 3 replied as he cracked his fingers, "We're just getting warmed up!"

Peter 2 meanwhile looked cautious as he mumbled to Peter 3 out of the corner of his mouth.

"Did I somehow miss the memo that getting our asses kicked is a warm up now?"

Peter 3 shot a look at 2 before sprinting away, heading right towards Rhino. As 3 drew near, Rhino threw a punch at him, only for 3 to dodge, grab the hand, and throw him forward.

Catching on to what he was planning, Peter 2 ran towards a stumbling Rhino, readying an uppercut. But before he could even lay a finger on him, Vulture knocked Peter 2 out of the way. As Peter 2 landed on the ground, dazed, Peter 3 looked frustrated.

"COULD YOU NOT DO THAT?!" Peter 3 yelled exasperatedly, "Like, would it KILL you to not knock people out of the way for ONE second?!"

Vulture then suddenly appeared behind Peter 3, completely disregarding the latter's plea by shoving him to the side with a metal wing.

"Hm… no, I don't think I will stop." Vulture said smugly.

Suddenly, a new voice spoke, startling everyone in the area.

"Are you sure about that?"

Before Vulture could even gather his bearings, two thick webs flew from up above to attach themselves to his wings. After they did, Vulture was yanked up into the air by a newly arrived Spiderman, who then plastered Vulture to a building wall with a lot of webs.

As Spiderman jumped to the ground, the crowd cheered, happy that the third one came back to help the other two, who were looking at the former with happy and ecstatic eyes.

"ONE!" Peter 2 and Peter 3 exclaimed, as they ran over.

But before the three could reunite in an embrace, Rhino charged in between them, quickly changing directions and running towards Peter 1, who he was able to knock to the side. When that happened, cheers quickly turned into exasperated groans.

Rhino grinned. "No reunion for tiny spiders!"

The crowd jeered the villain, while someone shouted, "MAN, YOU SUCK!"

Peter 3 blinked slowly, before growling to Peter 2. "Permission to beat this guy into submission?"

Peter 2 crossed his arms. "You never needed permission, man."

And so, the two sprung at Rhino in the blink of an eye, with no mercy. Before Rhino could run, Peter 3 kicked his ankle, making his legs give out. As he landed on both knees, Rhino raised his head shortly before Peter 2 knocked him back with a simple flick of his fingers.

As Rhino collided with the wall, the building shook, allowing Vulture to free himself from his web trap. But before he could swoop down to help, multiple web shots hit him, mainly the motors in his metal wings. While it didn't injure Vulture, it did short circuit the wings, making Vulture fall out of the sky and land on top of Rhino, knocking them both out.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 looked over to see Peter 1, with his wrists sticking out while panting from tiredness.

"Finally! I got a hit on him." he sighed.

Meanwhile, the crowd hesitantly inched closer, trying to get a good look at the unconscious villains. And once they realized that Vulture and Rhino were finally done for, the crowd bursted with cheers and applause.

"HOORAY, SPIDERMEN!"

"YOU DID IT!"

"LET'S GOO!"

As the three Spidermen turned around to face the citizens, they looked surprised at the amount of support the citizens showed. But, that surprise quickly faded and turned into gratefulness.

"Thanks for cheering us on, New York!" Peter 3 shouted.

"Nice for you to have our backs!" Peter 2 added.

Peter 1 however didn't say anything. That was because he was taking in the crowd's cheers and happiness, while a key piece of advice played in his head.

"Whenever you feel like giving up, just know that people aren't giving up on you."

These were the first villains the Spidermen fought together. The first fight that the citizens were witnessing. And now that it was over, the citizens were showing their thanks. Peter 1 knew deep down that, more or less, New York was on Spiderman's side. But seeing it for the first time, with Peter 2 and Peter 3 right beside him, made the idea a lot more real and heartfelt.

Finally, Peter 1 grinned and waved happily at the crowd.

"THANK YOU, NEW YORK!"


Back on the building roof that the three Peters were "sleuthing" on before fighting Rhino and Vulture, Peter 1 closed his eyes, taking a moment to enjoy the calm air.

Then, he took a huge bite out of a sandwich fresh out of Teo's Bodega.

"MMM!" Peter 1 exclaimed, his eyes dilated and sparkly, "This sandwich is better than ever!"

Next to him, Peter 2 and Peter 3 sat on the edge of the roof, enjoying sandwiches of their own.

"I know!" Peter 2 remarked, "I can't believe that I didn't want to eat it because of CARBS. Who cares about carbs anymore, when it tastes so heavenly!"

Peter 3 nodded, gulping down a bite of the half eaten sandwich in his hand.

"Adult-Pete and I… we were really robbed. How come YOUR universe has yummy sandwiches and OURS don't?! I need to have a little talk with the multiverse manager, and demand for them to add a Teo's Bodega to my universe."

"Well, you don't have to worry. Since this is basically our universe for the time being, we've got a Teo's Bodega to go to every day!" Peter 2 pointed out.

"True," Peter 3 admitted.

As the three Peters continued eating, Peter 1 gazed down at the buildings below. This time though, he thought of the PEOPLE there. People living in those buildings, having normal people lives. Well as normal as living in a merged universe could be for an ordinary citizen.

Some of those people could despise Spiderman. Some could not care for him. Some may not even know he exists at all. But, the majority of people loved Spiderman. Not only that, but now that Peter 1 was living in this merged universe, THREE TIMES the majority of people loved Spiderman. That was both awesome and terrifying to think about.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 seemed to think the same thing, as they looked down alongside Peter 1.

"Haven't you noticed that people around here are cool with the idea of 3 Spidermen? That's crazy." Peter 3 mused.

Peter 2 nodded. "Yeah. They're MORE than cool with it. They're HAPPY about it."

Peter 1 put down his sandwich, eyes growing wistful and sincere.

"I don't blame them," he said with a chuckle, "I'm happy too. I mean, fighting crime with you guys is awesome."

Peter 3 grinned . "The feeling's mutual! It's weird, isn't it? Even though Vulture and Rhino got on my nerves a lot, I still had… dare I say… fun!"

Peter 1 nodded quickly. "Yeah! That's what I feel too!"

But, after he said that, sadness tainted the excitement inside him, and his smile disappeared.

"It sucks that we'll only have 6 months of doing it." he sighed.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 looked at each other, eyes widening.

"Oh…" Peter 3 said, "I kinda forgot about that."

Peter 2's shoulders drooped. "Me too. It's easy to forget. But, it's still on the horizon, and still drawing closer."

The three Peters sat there, letting that sink in. Who knows what could happen to their universes once this weird Incursion turned deadly?

"You know… when you guys were separated from me during the Vulture and Rhino fight… something happened." Peter 1 said slowly.

Peter 2 and Peter 3 looked at him with curiosity as Peter 1 slid out the drawing and unfolded it.

"Wait… isn't that your drawing? With us and the glowing rifts?" Peter 3 asked.

Peter 1 sighed. "It does more than just glow. Whenever I'm away from you guys, you both fade away from the drawing. Completely."

Peter 2 and Peter 3 looked bewildered. "What?"

"I know! I didn't believe it at first. But I saw it with my own eyes. When I'm on my own, you two just… disappear from the drawing like you weren't even there." Peter 1 explained.

Peter 2 looked closer at the drawing. Right now, the drawing looked normal, with 2 and 3 back in their spots in Peter 1's embrace.

"But… we're there right now, aren't we?" he asked.

Peter 1 shrugged. "That's the thing. Whenever you guys are near me, the drawing turns back to normal. You guys disappear from it when we're separated, and you guys appear in it when we're together."

Peter 3 blinked, taking in the information.

"That's super freaky…" he mumbled.

Peter 1 put the drawing away. "Freaky's an understatement."

Peter 2 then put a hand on 1's shoulder.

"Well, on the bright side, at least we have another mystery we can occupy ourselves with. The more we find out about this whole thing, the better." Peter 2 said.

Peter 1 was silent at first, letting his inner thoughts whirl around in his head. But after a while, he finally said what was bugging him since this morning.

"Can we do this more often?" he blurted.

Peter 1 abruptly stopped after the sentence, his face burning. Way to jump to the point, Pete.

Peter 2 and Peter 3, meanwhile, looked confused.

"Do… what, exactly?" Peter 2 asked.

Peter 1 looked at them. "This! Spiderman! Crime fighting, sleuthing, whatever heroic thing Spiderman does. I want to do it all. With you guys. I know you guys said that the best thing we can do is live normally in the meantime of our universes getting stuck together. And we can do that! Live normal lives, I mean. But, I also don't want to live NORMAL normal lives, lives without Spiderman. You know what I'm saying?"

Peter 2 and Peter 3 grew sympathetic as they scooted closer to him.

"Yeah, we get it." Peter 3 replied, speaking for both of them, "You want to continue your double life, and try to get to the bottom of this, right?"

Peter 1 nodded. "Yes. With you guys." his face burned after the words came out of his mouth and he quickly backtracked, "I mean, if you want, of course. I know that Spiderman's a soloist most of the time, and that we don't really work well in teams, and–"

Peter 2 said firmly, "Peter."

Peter 1 stopped rambling, his voice growing tiny. "Yeah?"

Peter 2 smirked. "That's what we want to do too."

Peter 1's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Of course, man!" Peter 3 answered, "We got into this mess together! Might as well end it together too."

"Plus…" Peter 2 added, his smile growing, "I like working in a team."

Peter 1 was silent, before a smile of his own appeared on his face. "Cool."

Peter 2 then got up. "Well, fellas. Why don't we head home? It's getting late."

Peter 3 jumped up, eyes sparkling. "Ooh! I'll race you there!"

Before 1 or 2 could say anything, Peter 3 jumped off the roof, using his webs to swing away.

"Hey! Wait up!" Peter 2 called after him before jumping too.

Peter 1 stood up, watching the two swing off into the sunset. And soon, he did too, quickly catching up with them. As he swung, he looked up into the rift filled sky. The future was uncertain for the three of them. But, even though their fate was undecided, one thing wasn't. Their bond.

And even though a disaster was coming sooner or later, Peter 1 was glad that he was finally, after such a long time, not going through this alone.


And that's the end of another chapter!

To be honest, I feel like this chapter isn't the best one I could come up with, as it's kind of all over the place. But I hope you loved it regardless!

Anyways, see you next time for the next adventure in "Tales of the Spider Trio!"