The next day, May and April were on their way to school and bumped into a girl standing at a crosswalk.
"Hey, if it's not the Spider-twins," said the girl who had long orange hair and bright green eyes.
"Hey Nora," said April as she kissed her on the cheek.
"How was your summer?" asked May.
"It was alright, I spent it going around the world with dad trying to fix Ozcorp's name after what grandfather did as the Green Goblin," said Nora.
"I just thought of this, we haven't heard from Jr. all summer, hope he's alright," said April. Suddenly, something landed in the street before them.
"Sorry about that, my arms have been acting up all morning, guess I'll have to shut them down for a while," said a teenage version of Dr. Octopus.
"We'll check them out after school and training this evening, Jr.," said May as Jr.'s robotic arms collapsed into a metal backpack on his back.
"Thanks, and at least I have this pack to hold them in, otherwise they would be dead weight dragging on the ground all day," said Jr. as he grabbed her hand. Later that day, as the four were heading home.
"I was able to run a scan on your arms during lunch, you're going to need some major repairs and a new firewall, the constant fighting you have been doing must have strained them bad," said May.
"Guess going overseas to fight some bad guys alone was a little too much," said Jr.
"Don't worry, I'm sure that Vision would be willing to help you with them," said a voice from a nearby restaurant that got all of their attention.
"Aunt Gwen?!" asked the twins as they saw Gwen Stacy sitting at a table set up outside the restaurant.
"Sorry to suddenly pop in, but I remembered that I forgot your birthday and thought I'd come over to give you your gifts," said Gwen as she handed them two small presents.
"Your dimension is two months behind ours, of course you would forget," said May.
"You two had better hurry up, you only have half an hour before you're late for training," said Nora.
"Then we had better kick it up," said the twins before swinging away on webs. Unlike their father, they had natural webbing and no web shooters.
"Life is never boring with those two around," said Nora as she took two small disks out of her bag.
"Thanks for the ride," said Jr. as the disks turned into gliders at their feet.
"You can say that again, Nora," said Gwen before she swung after them, having already paid for her food.