The Alien Symbiote Made Me Do It

Chapter Five – Holy Sh!t

Eddie's POV

No way.

No freakin' way!

Peter Parker, my best friend and crush, was Spider-Man? It can't be; it couldn't be! But there he was; sitting on one of the lab tables, looking really uncomfortable (probably waiting for one of us to explode), dressed in the famous red and blue suit (minus the mask) and imitating Bugs Bunny's "What's up Doc?" line. Holy shit!

"Peter? Is that really you," I say. Yeah it was really unoriginal but it was the best I could do given the circumstances. Peter looked up at me with a sad smile and said, "Yeah, it's me bro."

Maybe it was because my brain couldn't cope with the idea that Pete and Spider-Man were the same person, maybe it was because of stress from the whole 'missing alien organism' ordeal. Whatever the cause, the silence of the room was destroyed by my laughter! Yeah, for some reason, I found this funny!

Peter just stared at me as if I was a lunatic. I placed my hand on his shoulder and said, "Dude, this is unbelievable! How did this happen?"

Peter smiled at me, a real happy smile, and said, "It's kinda complicated and it somewhat involves both the Doctors over there," looking over towards Curt and Martha. Looking over at the duo I saw the look of confusion on their faces slowly turn into looks of understanding and astonishment. Curt snapped his fingers and said, "The Super-Spiders!" Peter nodded.

"The fifteenth one that was missing? It crawled onto my hand and bit me. It must have transferred some of its genetic material into me through some kind of retro-virus. After that I found myself far stronger, faster, and agile than before and I could stick to walls."

"But what about the webs?" I asked. Peter grinned before pulling up one of the sleeves of his suit. On his wrist was some sort of mechanism with a small canister of some sort. Peter then pulled off his glove to reveal a trigger of sorts nestled in his palm.

"I built the device myself, as well as the chemical which creates the webs. It's elastic and tough like rubber, but it also acts like an adhesive and eventually evaporates after a few minutes."

Curt and Martha were looking on in glee; they were going to want a sample of this stuff. As for me, I was seriously impressed. For so long I had treated Peter like a kid brother and had only expected nothing but normal teenage immaturity from him, but seeing him now brought forth an amazing realization: Peter wasn't a kid, he was an adult, a man, a man his parents, aunt, and uncle would be proud of. A man that I was even more in love with knowing how noble and true he was.

Peter's POV

Alright, so far, so good. No one's freaking out. Hell, they're all excited and amazed! And good God that look on Eddie's face is going right to my crotch. I've never seen such admiration and…possibly?...love on his face. I had waited so long to see such a look from him directed at me and there it was! Holy shit!

I stood up off the table and asked to be excused so I could go change back into my regular clothes. The Connors' asked where my regular clothes were and I said I'd stashed them in my backpack which I left on the roof. They then told me to bring my clothes in here and change in their office so that no one accidentally saw me; a logical idea.

So I jumped and crawled back up onto the roof, grabbed the backpack and went back into the building. Once inside the office I closed the door and began changing.

Eddie's POV

It was one thing for Peter to say he was Spider-Man but another to see him jump and crawl out the sun-roof! He quickly came back in and went to the office to change. It suddenly occurred to me that this could be my moment: my moment to shine and tell Peter how I felt. His being Spider-Man changed nothing except eliminating the last bits of childishness I thought were still in Peter.

Curt and Martha were talking amongst themselves, probably working all this out for themselves, and so didn't notice me. I walked over to the office door and knocked.

After hearing a faint, "Come in," I opened the door and walked in. Peter had already managed to change into his street clothes. His gloves, stockings and web-shooters were in his backpack. Looking up at Peter I noticed he seemed a bit nervous. To tell the truth I was too.

"Listen, I want you to know how impressed and proud I am of you. Any other teenager your age would probably use those powers for selfish reasons; I am so sorry that I had thought so lowly of you whenever you'd just disappear when trouble occurred."

Peter was blushing at the compliments. "Yeah, that was one of the hardest things for me to do: leave you guys behind. I hope you understand, though, why I never told anyone."

"Let me guess," I said, "something to do with making sure your identity didn't make it into the hands of villains so they wouldn't target your family and friends, right?"

Peter gave a sad chuckle and said, "That's it, that's the one."

Peter looked so lonely and vulnerable at that moment. I could see that having such a great weight on his shoulders was wearing him down. I knew, at that point, that I was making the right decision. I walked over to Peter and got real close to him. I saw him redden as he realized how close we were to each other. He immediately bowed his head, trying to look anywhere but me. I took my hand, gently placed it under his chin and slowly lifted his head up.

"You don't have to be so noble, you know. There are people out there who care about you." Leaning in close so that there was merely an inch between his lips and mine I whispered, "I care about you. I love you." I then silenced anything he might have been about to say by sealing my lips against his.

Peter's POV

Holy shit! Eddie was kissing me! He was actually kissing me! I was completely frozen…I didn't know what to do, but oh my god did it feel good. It wasn't anything fancy, it was just what a first kiss should be: sweet, tender and chaste. Eddie moved away and grinned from ear to ear. "Cat got your tongue?" All I could do was nod my head. Yeah, I'm a total idiot but apparently that's one of the reasons Eddie loves me.

After finally getting my head out of the fog I looked up at Eddie and said, "If you'd stop making it so hard to think I'd tell you that I love you as well and then I'd do this." I took my hands, grabbed Eddie's head and brought them back down to my lips. This time the kiss was anything but chaste. I could feel Eddie slipping his tongue into my mouth and playing with my tongue. He tasted like cappuccino, which was just fine with me.

I couldn't help but notice my spider-sense going off but I was far too busy at the moment to care. But then the office door opened and their stood Curt, Martha, and Gwen. Curt and Martha were, of course, shocked while Gwen was, of course, taking pictures with her cell phone.

To Be Continued