Lost In Elysium: Thanks, I wanted to show Spidey wanting have fun with training. Yeah, Tiger has some issues with Spidey she needs to work out.

Christmascookie26: Spidey's nothing if not spontaneous.

Man285: Thanks.

Death Fury: He has a hard head.

Gold Testament: What? I liked how it worked. Besides, I have to get inspiration from somewhere. Did you like it at all?

Chapter 6: Tense Talk

(New York City, Manhattan, SHIELD Academy, the next day)

Spider-Man had been called by Nick Fury to come to his office. He saw White Tiger walking out of Fury's room.

"What did Fury call you in for?" Spidey asked.

"About our performance in training yesterday. What have you been called in for?" White Tiger answered.

"It's classified." Spider-Man answered teasingly.

White Tiger glared at him, growling with annoyance.

"Heh heh…I'll see you later kitty cat!" Spidey teased, then walked into Fury's office.

White Tiger grumbled, rolling her eyes in annoyance then walked off.

(Fury's office)

Fury sat in his chair, one eye locked on Spider-Man.

(I don't know if I like the look on his face.)

"Hey Chief, what's up?" Spider-Man asked.

"*Sighs* We need to talk about Norman Osborn." Fury answered.

(Oh no.)

"I was going to go talk to him today sir. Please, let me go talk to him." Spider-Man said.

"You remember how dangerous the Goblin was. How much did his threat increase with every return?" Nick Fury asked.

"No one knows that better than me. He threatened Aunt May! He threatened Harry! He threatened my teammates!" Spider-Man replied angrily.

"Hmmm…I know…and he nearly droned my agents remember?" Nick Fury said.

"But I saved them! It nearly cost me my life! But they were safe!" Spider-Man countered.

Fury groaned, rubbing his temples.

"*Sighs* Very well…you can go talk to him…let's hope Norman's sick…if not…than things will be taken to…the next level." Fury said.

Spider-Man nodded, then walked out.

(Osborn Penthouse, several minutes later)

Norman tossed and turned in his bed. He'd been trying to get some sleep, but the voice of the Green Goblin kept taunting him.

'Please…just let me sleep!' Norman cried out in his mind.

'Ahh, but it's so much fun to mess with you little man. It's too good to pass up! Hahaha!' The voice scoffed.

'No! Why are you doing this?!' Norman gasped in his mind.

'You know why little man. You know why.' The voice snarled seriously.

'No! Not again! Never again!' Norman growled in reply.

'Hahahaha!' The voice cackled, as if hearing a hilarious joke.

"Dad?" A voice said, with a knocking sound at the same time.

Norman gasped and sat up, breathing hard while sweating profusely. Harry had called for his dad while knocking on the door to his bedroom.

"Y-Yeah son?" Norman replied, trying to sound calm.

"You've got a visitor." Harry said.

"I'll be out there in a minute son." Norman said.

A few minutes later, then Norman walked out the door in just some lounging clothes. He turned to see Spider-Man standing on the edge of his balcony.

'Spider-Man!' Both Norman's voice and the Goblin's voice gasped in unison in the man's mind.

Norman fixed his hair up a little bit.

"Hello Spider-Man." Norman said.

"Mr. Osborn…how are you feeling?" Spider-Man asked.

"Fine, of course I feel fine." Norman said, nervous.

"Hmm…I've been sent by SHIELD to check on how you are ever since you're little…temper tantrum ended." Spider-Man explained.

'Is that what he calls it? Ohhooho, you have not seen anything yet.' The voice scoffed.

'Enough.' Norman growled in his mind.

Spider-Man saw the look on Norman's face.

"Any problems sleeping? Or having any bad headaches lately?" Spider-Man asked.

"No of course not, I'm perfectly fine." Norman answered.

(Hmm…something's not right…)

'Oh what are you thinking itsy bitsy spider?' The Goblin's voice hissed.

'Mad to see the one who defeated you? Heh heh.' Norman taunted.

'Oh it's actually quite the opposite Norman. I missed our little play dates.' The Goblin's voice chuckled.

'Well you are powerless you hideous fiend.' Norman growled in his mind.

"Mr. Osborn?" Spider-Man grunted.

"Huh?" Norman gasped.

Norman looked to see Spider-Man staring at him with his arms crossed.

(You guys thinking what I'm thinking?)

"Umm…Mr. Osborn…are you sure you're alright?" Spider-Man said, but not in an asking 'style'.

"O-Of course! I mean…Of course I am Spider-Man. Despite the little Green Goblin mishap some months ago, I have recovered from the sickening illness that plagued me." Norman Osborn answered, trying his best to sound calm and strong.

Harry looked from his father to Spider-Man, who was staring at Norman intensely.

"See? Everything's ok. My dad's just getting his bearings back to the way they were." Harry said.

"Well…" Spider-Man started to say.

'Bah! You really think that fooled him?!' The Goblin's voice scoffed.

'Spider-Man has nothing to worry about. Soon this illness will be gone, and you with it!' Norman growled back.

'You would think so Norman, but you are a fool. You originally sought this young 'hero's' powers to make you an army for your own personal gain. Now look at you: A weak, little man whom has no true purpose in life! You have nothing! You are nothing!' The Goblin's voice taunted.

'You are wrong!' Norman hissed back.

'Really? I know things about your little guest that you so hungered for!' The Goblin's voice snarled.

'What do you mean?' Norman grunted.

'Now why would I tell you that? I want you to beg to learn what I know! Do it you little foul! Beg!' The Goblin's voice hissed.

"Never." Norman growled.

"Huh? Did you say something?" Spider-Man said.

Spider-Man saw that Norman began to sweat profusely and his face began to redden.

"N-No! I…" Norman gasped, clutching his head in pain.

"Sir? Sir are you ok?" Spider-Man gasped.

"Just a headache…nothing wrong. Everything's alright. Nothing to worry about Spider-Man." Norman said, but at saying the words: Spider-Man, the man's voice sounded odd.

(What?)

"Dad?" Harry gasped.

"N-No need to trouble yourself son. I'm alright." Norman said, his voice normal.

Spider-Man eyed Norman carefully, and the man's teeth looked slightly jagged. But then they suddenly looked normal. Spider-Man's eyes narrowed. Harry had a look of worry on his face, the same as Norman when they looked at the young wall crawler.

"Spider-Man?" Harry gasped.

"Have a good day." Spider-Man said, then walked back onto the balcony then web slinged away.

'No…' Norman gasped in his mind.

'Oh Norman! What have you done?! Hahaha!' The Goblin's voice laughed.

To be continued…