Bahahaha! I'm so sneaky like that. Glad I surprised you! Tony/Bruce is really my favorite pairing and what got me reading Avengers fic. I haven't written them before so I'm really excited to see where it goes with them. I'll probably write their getting together story as a side story eventually. Depends on my time I guess.
I can try and put more of the Spidey shoulder pals and fantasy funnies in but no promises. It tends to interrupt the flow of my writing and I'm not really trying to exactly imitate the show, as much as I love those moments as well.
About K'un L'un. Yes, I know it's supposed to only be accessible every ten years; I did some research on that front, don't worry. His back story is that his parents were killed by their business partner and he was raised in K'un L'un from a young age, I'm guessing seven. He trained his butt off for ten years and beat the dragon Shao Lao for his Iron Fist. At sixteen, when the portal opens, he decides to continue his training on the outside with SHIELD for the year he's been given to say his good byes and to get his affairs in order. I'm guessing that he's been with the team for at least half a year before Spiderman joins. Add the couple months that have gone by and you get the year when the episode Journey of the Iron Fist starts. At the end of the episode, he gets another year to stay in the outside world. That's two whole years there… and I don't get how that works if the portal opens once every ten years. I'm going to use a little artistic license and say that it stays open for a few years every ten tears. That'll give the boys some time together at least. Just enough to fall in love before I tear them apart. Muahahaha. And then the Sam/Peter story will start to bridge the gap between the first story and the third story where Danny returns. So he's not leaving YET but he will be leaving at the end of his year. Thank you for examining that part of my plot so closely! It really made me make up my mind on how I wanted to approach Danny's past and the way the stories will mesh together.
Let's assume almost a month or so has passed since the last chapter, not the few weeks I initially expected. The Tricarrier is built, the team has moved back out. This chapter will be based on the episode called Journey of the Iron Fist so Danny hasn't pulled out the double Iron Fist quite yet. I'm using a lot of the action and dialogue from the episode so it's going to follow it rather closely. I'm sure you'll all see the little additions I make *smirk*.
Thanks for the love guys! It means a lot to have your feedback! It makes me think and it's a lot easier to decide on certain routes for the story once you guys have put your own two cents in. Thanks again and sorry it took so long to get out. I was celebrating Thanksgiving over the weekend with my in-laws and wasn't able to be on the computer for over three days and then life happened. And yes, I'm Canadian. We celebrate our turkey day a month before the US. I apologize for my lack of knowledge of US cities and such. I only go off of what the show says and the little bit I learned back in high school.
The usual warnings apply. M for Mature boy love.
I own nothing.
Attraction
"So where are we sparring today?" Peter asked, swinging back and forth by his feet from the ceiling, feeling somewhat antsy at the buildup of tension he'd been feeling between them.
"Brooklyn Bridge. I'll meet you there." Danny replied, cutting the call.
"What? Okay then." Peter rolled his eyes as he pulled his mask on and jumped out his window, making his way to Danny. They'd been sparring in different places every week since the Tricarrier had been launched, mostly as an attempt to have some privacy together. Not having easy access to each other at night and having no real reason to train any other place than the Tricarrier's new and improved training room had seriously cut into their alone time. He never thought he'd miss the super crammed house of teenagers but now he actually did.
Go figure.
School was the same as ever, with one exception. Flash Thompson and his goons. He'd been the worst of the naysayers the day Peter and Danny had shown up to school, hand in hand. According to the SHIELD cameras planted around the school, Flash had been the one to draw very large and very graphic penises over both of their lockers. He'd been suspended but the incident had sparked a huge debate between the Student and Parent Councils. Most students were with them and their right to be with each other but the few that weren't… He wouldn't put it passed them to continue the stupid and inane little harassments. And honestly, it only made him want to continue even more.
When Flash's goons attempted to stuff him in his locker, Ava and Luke had been nearby and stepped in before it went any further. Danny had been a little upset at him at first, for not defending himself, but he'd understood. Peter Parker was not a fighter and could not be seen actually fighting. Thankfully nothing had happened since but he wasn't sure that Flash was done. His goons at least were proving to be rather vocal.
Not that they matter… He rolled his eyes.
The team's reaction had been mixed but good on the whole. Ava had obviously been happy for them despite her need to avoid their smell like the plague after they'd had sex. Luke had just shrugged and gone about his day as normal. He'd said, "It doesn't change anything important about either of you" when asked.
Sam's reaction was the weirdest, he thought. He says he's happy for us but then doesn't talk to us anymore... even to bug me. I don't get it.
The human rocket had expressed rather exuberant happiness for all of five minutes before suddenly needing to be somewhere else. He'd looked almost sad but had waved off all concern with his customary grin. It had taken him a week before he actually spoke to either of them for anything other than mission related necessities. The Spidey shoulder pals had both carried signs with Sam's face showing his expression before he'd left, but he'd waved them away, wanting to concentrate on his lover and make the most of their suddenly restricted time together.
Sam is Sam, hard headed and weird. He'll be fine.
But above all of that, Danny himself seemed to be on edge. For the past week he'd been extremely quiet when they were alone, not really wanting to talk. If he knew anything about the blond by now, he knew his facial expressions and Danny was hiding something.
"Your Kung-Fu is no match for my Spider- AGH!" Peter was hastily snapped out of his cheesy and badly dubbed Kung-Fu fantasy by Iron Fist's foot less than an inch from his nose, his Spider Sense having not warned him in time. He swallowed the lump in his throat and took a good look at his lover.
"Better to pay attention than to pay for mistakes." Iron Fist said firmly, a frown on his face.
Huh… I wonder what's got him all frowny faced today… "Better to have a coupon and not pay at all." He quipped, hoping for a smile as he challenged the blond. "Wise and easy on the wallet."
Iron Fist only frowned harder, attacking him with more ferocity than usual and taking him down roughly.
Not for nothing but my weekly sparring session with Danny is way un-Zen today… "What is it with you?" He asked as he rubbed at his jaw, feeling a little put out.
"Patience takes practice and practice makes perfect. The spirit of a K'un Lun warrior beats within you." The blond warrior intoned, expression moving back to neutral territory.
"Speaking of beating… I'm tired of this. Can I have my web shooters back? Because I'd like to start, you know, winning?" Peter whined.
"There is no dishonor to be found in one's abilities. Your web shooters are only a tool. You are more. Now, again!" Iron Fist moved back into his stance, his words mirroring his firm resolve.
Someone's definitely wearing the pants today… he thought, a little grumpily.
So he attacked, getting in close with a spinning jump and using his grace to avoid hits while still attacking. But for some reason, the blond was distracted, blocking each of his hits without even bothering to pretend to try, his face turned away. "You're… not even paying attention are you?"
"There's something in the air…" Iron Fist replied, hand raised, palm out, for patience as he looked over his shoulder at the suddenly foggy bridge.
"That smell? It's just Brooklyn." He joked with a shrug, not seeing anything on his side and not feeling anything with his Spidey Sense.
"No. Change is coming." He turned, "Look out!" The blond stomped on the ground, sending a piece of the bridge to intercept the knives that had been aimed at Peter's face.
"Whoa!" Peter blinked, shocked. "That was faster than my Spidey Sense!"
As soon as Iron Fist turned back around, a black figure jumped out of the shadows to sweep at his legs. The blond jumped back, avoiding the first attack.
"A ninja?" Peter's eyes widened with glee. "I've never kicked ninja booty before…"
"This is no game." Iron Fist warned, dropping back into his stance. "Remember, arrogance comes before the fall."
The man in black rushed Iron Fist only to be pushed back by his kick and instead jumped over them. He landed on the other side of Spiderman, taking his legs out from under him and kicking him into his teammate multiple times until they were falling off the side of the bridge.
"And me without my web shooters!" Peter whined as they fell. His hand was clasped by Iron Fist's however and as they turned in the air, he charged his fist with chi, hitting the water before they did. They both ended up back on the bridge, much more wet than before. "That was… wow! I've never seen you use that much power!" Peter gushed, unsure of what to add.
"It isn't over. Grab your web shooters!" The blond got up a little shakily.
"What about all that 'using one's ability' talk?" Peter said sarcastically as he dusted himself off.
"Repetition begets skill. Neither lies between you and this assassin." Iron Fist replied, frown firmly back in place.
"Did you just insult me?" He asked, slightly hurt.
"Hurry!"
He jumped away in time to miss the smoke cloud that enveloped his teammate, racing for his gloves.
"There is no honor in you!" The blond called out, circling his opponent. The man rushed him again and managed to knock him onto the bridge girders where he then proceeded to crush the blond hero's fingers until he fell to the traffic below.
"D- IRON FIST!" Peter panicked, rushing headlong to save the falling hero. He shot as many webs as he could and stopped all the traffic that had been about to plow through. He hit the cement and turned back to the blond, both breathing a sigh of relief.
"Spidey say fists are nice but tools sure do come in handy sometimes." Peter gave his lover a thumb up as the black clad man dropped down from the girders as well.
"While I can stand, I will not stand for this!" Iron Fist clenched his hand, ignoring the web slinger, all trace of goodness leaving his face. "I will teach you the honor of K'un Lun!"
"What he said!" The brunet said loudly as he pointed.
Iron Fist didn't hesitate as he rushed forward, knocking away the poisoned blade that was launched at him and closing in on his target. As he did, the blade was retracted to its owner's fist and sliced across his neck on its way back, leaving a small cut. Iron Fist fell with a grunt of pain and Spiderman jumped in, webbing the assassin's fist that was holding the knife.
"Hey Dim-jitsu. Your Kung-Fu is strong…" He attached his web to a passing truck. "But not as strong as that truck! Buh-bye!"
The assassin had less than a second to react before the line pulled taught and dragged him away from the scene. Peter ran to Iron Fist, helping up the downed warrior.
"Thank you…"
"Don't thank me… just tell me what was up with that ninja!"
"Daniel Rand." A voice behind them spoke calmly, turning both heroes as though spring loaded. Peter could see the shock turn to acceptance on Danny's face as he recognized the man.
"Is that Papa Fist?" Was the first thing to pop out of Peter's mouth.
"No, he's..." The blond looked to him. "I'm sorry Pe-" He glanced away, biting his lip. "Spiderman… I don't have time to explain… Thank you for allowing me to be a guest in your home... and for everything else. Keep my worldly belongings. I've no more need for them."
Peter stood stock still, completely thrown for a loop. "Wait… what's going on here? Who was the ninja dude who just handed us out bottoms? Why are you talking crazy?" The brunet's tone only grew more panicked with each question. "Who's the short stack?"
"He's come to take me home." The blond pulled off his mask, turning back to Peter was a sad smile on his face. "You have been a good friend to me. Good bye." He allowed the men to pull a white cape over his head and lead him inside the car that had just seemingly appeared.
"Home?" Peter flung his arms out. "The Tricarrier is your home! Danny! This doesn't make sense, even for you! What about us?"
"May our paths cross again. Namaste," Was the sad reply. The last look he saw on the blonde's face almost broke his heart.
Uh… so yeah… not going to just let this happen… Peter gritted his teeth and followed the car as fast as he could, heart racing.
He stopped on the control tower above the private plane, looking down at it.
"Rand Industries?" He quirked a brow. "That's funny… Danny's last name is also Rand… I'm Spidey Sensing a connection." His thoughts moved back to when they'd all lived at his and Aunt May's house. A chess game between him and Luke had been interrupted when Danny had walked up to them and asked about his incense. The TV had been showing a commercial for Rand Industries and Danny had been wearing a shirt with the logo. Oh man… why do I never notice these things until they bite me in the ass? Wait… Danny's loaded? Why would he want to sleep on my floor then? Zen or not… a floors a… He said I could have all his earthly possessions?
He could almost hear the dollar signs as they fell around him in his imagination but shook his head roughly. That wasn't important.
Rich might be nice… but it's not worth losing Danny for. Not even close.
Peter jumped and shot a web to the plane, pulling himself on and under the wing just as it was taking off. He secured himself inside the landing gear before it closed and held on for the ride.
As it turned out, it was a long ride. All the way across the ocean if the smell is anything to go by... It grew colder and colder the further they got and Peter was suddenly regretting his lack of foresight.
Something tells me I should have packed a parka. I wonder if SHIELD delivers… He shivered almost violently as the plane finally landed and he crawled out of the landing gear.
"So this is the mystical city of K'un L'un." He stared at the gold topped buildings in amazement. "It's beautiful!" He moved to get a better look, rubbing at his arms to bring some warmth. "Even my Spider Sense feels groovy… and freezing! Note to self, investigate Spidey thermals."
He didn't notice the roped knife until it was wrapped around him. By then it was dragging him off the plane and throwing him into a snow bank. He looked up at its thrower and stood up to face him, snow tumbling off.
"Intruder!" The strangely dressed man growled out.
"No, no, no! No, just visiting!" He held his hands up in peace, eyeing the now whirling knife. "Not intruding… I'm actually here as Mr. Fist's plus one? You know, Iron Fist? Surfer dude, bandana? And can I get some hot tea?" Yeah… probably not the best time to ask.
"No outside infidels may trespass on the sacred ground of K'un L'un." The man replied evenly, advancing on him.
"So much for hospitality…" Peter quipped, jumping back when the man advanced again. He managed to avoid the man several times before he continued with, "How are you doing this without sleeves? I mean, seriously?"
"Stand your ground and fight me with honor!" He came again, using the same style as Danny and managing to knock him back into the snow again. It's a really good thing I've been sparring with Danny so much! That would have hurt a lot more otherwise…
As the man advanced again, Danny stepped in, knocking him back with a single powerful blow.
"Stop! He's my guest." The blond bit out, glaring at the fallen man.
"Iron Fist. Glad to see you have not grown soft and plump in the outside world, brother." The man got up, smirking as he took in the blond.
"He's your brother?" Peter felt a little confused. Most brothers don't look at each other like…
"A brother in faith, not blood." Danny avoided his eyes at this, making Peter instantly suspicious.
"You have forgotten yourself Daniel. If you throw your lot in with this fool you shall suffer the same fate!" The so called brother advanced once more.
Danny crouched into his stance, calling forth his chi into his fist. "Gladly." He breathed, voice laced with deadly intent.
The next attack got no further than the fingertips of the man that had taken Danny from the bridge. With a small flick, the knife shot back to its owner, wrapping him and bringing him to the snow before them.
"He did that with his fingers? Does everyone here excel in the tail kicking department?" Peter asked incredulously.
"You have forgotten yourself Scorpion." The old man intoned, face neutral.
"Scorpion? Oh, the tail… and the angry…" He trailed off in a mutter, receiving a long suffering look from his lover.
"The infidel is under Iron Fist's protection. We must honor this right by our own law." He continued, stepping passed the defeated warrior.
"Infidel is bad right?" Peter asked, already knowing he'd not like the answer.
"Depends on your point of view. You have an uncanny skill for being in the wrong place at the wrong time… my friend." When Danny turned he looked sad but also a little grateful that he'd followed.
Peter's brows rose under the mask. "Yeah. I'm also good at listening to you telling me what the heck is going on… but let's do that inside." He shivered again, arms crossed over his chest.
He allowed Danny to lead him away, an arm around his back for warmth and as a clear signal to the growling Scorpion that they left behind.
"This is the monastery, the spiritual center of K'un L'un." Danny spread his arms, showing the magnificence of the building as they walked down the main room towards the fire. A soft smile was on his face. It wasn't surprising. Inside the building was making his Spidey Sense tingle in a good way.
"And warm…" Spiderman snuggled into his new cloak, not noticing the floating person before them until he spoke. "Don't forget warm."
"Hello Danny, Spiderman." The Sorcerer Supreme waved lightly before disappearing into a portal.
"Namaste, Doctor." Danny bowed with a smile.
"Wait." Peter turned for a moment. "That was Dr. Strange!"
"We're astral plane neighbors. He comes by to borrow sugar sometimes."
The brunet blinked, feeling his lashes brush the mask.
"Anyway…" The blond sat before the fire place, picking up the poker and prodding the hot coals.
"There's no 'anyway' here. This may all be normal to you but to Spider-infidel this is all totally bananas." He held his arms out as though trying to contain his thoughts. "A ninja attacks us, you leave with a mystic sensei in a limo, you're secretly a billionaire that drank all my orange soda, I'm in a hidden realm and Doc Strange just pops in? To borrow sugar?" All that without even mentioning what's been happening between us…
"Pretty much." Danny replied with a small shrug. "Yes."
"Talk."
The blond sighed as he poked at the fire. "K'un L'un is a very special place. The mystical heart of the world and as such has been protected from the outside for centuries. I was a wayward child who turned my back on one empire to embrace my destiny with another. I was trained by the elders and told that one day I would usher in an era of peace as the king of K'un L'un." The blond leaned forward, sweating in the heat of the fire. "The monks don't trust the outside world. They believe it to be corrupt and without honor."
"That's ridiculous! We have the greatest heroes! I mean… they're outnumbered five to one by villains… but we have some good TV… and corndogs…" He trailed off slowly, wanting to smack his own forehead.
"There is much to learn from the outside… but the monks are set in their ways and I am honor bound to… to…" he collapsed forward, dropping the fire poker he'd been holding.
"Danny? Are you okay? You don't look so hot…"
"Take the throne…" He stood up shakily, continuing as though he hadn't just fallen. "Worse, if I don't, Scorpion is next in line. K'un L'un would fall under his rule… he has turned greedy and self-centered… and…" He collapsed again and Spiderman caught him before he hit the ground.
"Danny! What's wrong?"
"I don't know…" The blond shook his head, panic creeping into his voice. "I cannot see… Peter… I've gone blind!"
Peter stiffened in shock as the now sightless eyes looked his way. The mesmerizing green he remembered was no more, now a dull white. Up the side of his neck and creeping onto his face were blackened veins. No wonder Danny used my name… he must be freaking out…
"Don't worry Danny, we'll get your sensei and fix this. Come on." He knelt beside the blond and secured his arm over his shoulders before lifting his legs as well and taking off for the last place he had seen the old man go.
"Hm… Daniel's blindness is only temporary." The old sensei said finally after examining his student for a few moments. "However… he cannot enter the contest."
"Contest?" Peter asked from his position, hanging from the ceiling. He'd moved there to stay out of the way. "You guys have a lot of rules."
"The Return to Shao Lao. It's the final test to prove I'm worthy to be king." The blond replied, turning his head in Peter's direction.
"Or that you are not." Scorpion interjected. "If my 'brother' cannot compete, I am the victor by default."
"Masters… am I not allowed to choose a champion to fight in my place?"
"Of course you are." The black and gold clad man growled, jerking his thumb into his abs to indicate himself. "If you can find someone foolish enough to face me."
I hate his guy… and it's not because of the Scorpion thing… He could be called the Teddy Bear and I'd still hate him. His little devil Spidey popped onto his shoulder, looking a lot like Scorpion and the little angel followed, looking a lot like Danny in his Iron Fist costume. The devil slapped the angel's ass, leering at him while he was busy looking completely scandalized. The light bulb blinked on. Yeah… that's not going to happen, He resolved firmly.
The elders conferred quietly during that moment, ending with Danny's sensei snapping his fingers. The far door opened and in came running several warriors, each with a different weapon. Peter dropped from the ceiling, stooping down to gently help Danny up.
"Choose your warrior." The old man called. "And choose wisely."
"I choose Spiderman as my Champion." He blond replied, not hesitating in the least.
"Who's talking about what now?" Peter babbled, extremely confused now.
"This is an outrage!" Scorpion growled, throwing his knife to hit Spiderman's foot. The web slinger merely moved his foot, glaring at the man. "Outsiders have neither the purity, honor nor skill to compete!"
"But I have chosen." Danny replied calmly. "And the law is the law."
"Agreed. The Spider faces the Scorpion in the return to Shao Lao." If Peter didn't know better, he'd think the sensei was almost smiling.
"Sounds… K'un L'un-tastic…" Peter chuckled weakly.
Peter looked around him carefully and pushed his Spider Sense out fully before removing his mask and allowing himself an unobstructed view of his lover. He might not be able to see his face but he wanted to remove the barrier, as thin as it was. They were in Danny's room, preparing for the test and Peter was sewing his new costume with warmth in mind.
"Danny."
"Peter." The blond replied evenly.
"Why didn't you tell me about all this before? Is this why you were being so distant over the last week?"
Danny sighed. "Yes. I wasn't sure how to explain… and by the time it happened… It was too late."
"I call bullshit man." The brunet shook his head, a sharp jerking gesture. "I don't see how hard it could be to tell your boyfriend that he'll never see you again. It's pretty uncool that you just sprang that on me and walked away." He allowed the hurt to seep into his voice. "After this… it's all over isn't it?"
The pain he felt was echoed on the blonde's face. "Yes. I really am sorry. I never wanted to hurt you." He hunched forward. "I just wanted to enjoy my remaining time…"
"And if I had known it was going to be so short, don't you think I'd have wanted to as well?" the web slinger didn't raise his voice but he did stab viciously through the material he was sewing with his needle.
Danny looked up, eyes still unseeing, in surprise. "You don't regret…"
"No and I never will. It just would have been nice to be able to have all of you the last few days we had together. To prepare myself and… not have you distance yourself with worry and your own regret."
The blond was silent as he lowered his eyes again to his hands in his lap. "It's amazing really… how much I have learned from you about how to be true to myself." He sighed again, cheeks flushing slightly. "You are a true friend… and an amazing boyfriend."
"Yeah well…" Peter set down his sewing and leaned in to kiss Danny, giving him plenty of time to feel him and move if he wished. He didn't move until Danny did, pushing himself into Peter's lips, trying to convey what he could in their final moments together.
Without really meaning to, they lost their clothes rather quickly and fell into each other's embrace, taking the touches and caresses as they came and giving their own back. Exploring planes of skin they already knew but wanted to memorize.
"Pete…" Danny sighed as the brunet's lips trailed down his neck and his fingers kneaded his thighs.
"Please, don't tell me we can't do this…" Peter's need was obvious even before he reached for the blonde's erection and gave it a few firm strokes.
"No… not that. I…" He swallowed, thrusting into his lover's touch without care. "I want you to be the one… the one to…"
Peter's eyes widened but he nodded and kissed his jaw in response, understanding the blond instantly. So far, they'd stuck to Peter being on the receiving end but now… He smeared the pre-cum that had gathered on his hand and used it to start preparing his lover. This at least he'd practiced before on himself since their first few slightly awkward times. He knew what he was doing and he was determined to make this an experience the blonde would never forget.
Danny moaned as Peter found his prostate, prodding it mercilessly as he stroked his erection until the blond spilled over his fingers. He didn't stop there though, using the seed his lover had spilled, he continued, adding more fingers and stroking once more to make him hard again. Once he was sure he'd done enough, he spread the rest over himself and entered his lover, too unfocused now to do it carefully. Danny obviously didn't care though, groaning loudly as he was filled and began moving without waiting for him to adjust. They set up a brutal pace quickly, Peter driving hard into the blond and the blond slamming himself down onto his lover without caution. They didn't last long this time, both pushing each other as hard as they could, knowing and hating the fact that this would be their last time together.
They finished together, slumping into a sweaty pile on the blonde's bed, trying to catch their breath and not wanting to separate just yet. The not so subtle banging on the door had them both scrambling apart though and seeking their clothes faster than ever. The door slammed open just as they both had managed to pull their pants on and Peter immediately turned himself, grabbed for his mask and pulled it on before the person came fully into the room.
"So this is how you prepare for battle." Scorpion sneered at them both as he crossed his arms. "I doubt the master would approve of your little tryst with an infidel."
"My personal life is my own business Scorpion, not yours or his." The blond replied, brow furrowing at the intrusion.
"What does it even matter to you? Are you the sex police?" Peter asked cockily as he crossed his arms over his bare chest.
"It seems we have at least one thing in common, Spider." The man replied his eyes moving over Danny's half naked form, tone exuding false innocence. "He didn't tell you?"
Peter growled and stepped between the two, cutting off the other's sight of his lover.
"He didn't need to say anything, what with the way you keep eyeing him up like a piece of meat any time you can." The web slinger replied, voice scathing.
"It must burn you to know you'll never have him again." The intruder ignored his words, putting on a smirk instead. "Should you somehow win, he'll be unable to leave. When I win, I'll make sure he stays here."
"Regardless of the outcome I have no intention of losing." Peter said firmly, putting his gloves on. "Now get out before I make you leave."
He turned and walked away, leaving the door open and still smirking. Just as Peter got his top back on, another knock sounded. He sighed in frustration and turned to see Dr. Strange standing there in his astral form.
"Sorry to bug you kids but the word on the astral plane is that Spiderman is going to compete in the Return to Shao Lao as your Champion." He floated into the room, not even blinking at the half dressed state of Danny. "I came to offer my support… and help with your wardrobe." He indicated the pile of cloth that Peter had been sewing. He held his hands out and the cloth moved to him, rippling in an unseen wind. The Doctor grasped the shoulders of the garment and turned it around three times before shaking it out with a quick motion. As he did, the black cloth changed and morphed into the familiar red and blue webs of Spiderman's original costume.
"You'll keep warm and it will show the support you have from the many wandering the astral plane to watch this contest." Dr. Strange grinned. "Good luck kid."
"Uh… thanks?" Peter called out to the disappearing man and picked up the cloth he'd left floating in the air. When he put it on he was surprised but also extremely grateful for the help. His sewing skills weren't bad but he'd never have been able to make it this good in the hour he'd been given to prepare. Especially with the distraction he'd allowed himself so selfishly. "Oh cool, check this… Sorry."
"Don't worry about it." Danny smiled from his bed, pulling on his robes again. "I'm sure I'll see you soon."
"Yeah…" Peter didn't add that it would be their last time seeing each other. It didn't need to be said.
I'm over five thousand words here, a bit more than my usual average. I was going to continue the rest of the episode but I'd rather get this out for you guys to read. The second part will be coming soonish I hope!