October 31st, 2007
I hope everyone had a happy Halloween. I hope you all dressed in Spider-Man costumes. My Halloween sucked. I was in Jersey, finding Dr. Ling.
The man isn't hard to find. I just don't like him, that's all. I mean...he did drug me and tie me to a chair.
"Ling! We need to talk!" I said as I found his car in the same spot I had seen it a while back.
"Spider-Man. You heard about the robbery, I take it."
"Get your butt over to Stark Tower, Ling. We all need to have a little chat."
"No, I can not--"
Then (I really, really enjoyed this part) I pulled out a little tank of gas. It was the same stuff I had been drugged with. Oh, the irony! He laughed, and I tried not to but it was actually pretty funny. He nodded. "We will go then, Spider-Man. I will meet you there."
"Oh, I don't think so, buddy! I'm hitchin' a ride with you!"
So he drove, with me on the roof of his car. It was fun. Like intense-surfing. Other cars were honking at us, y'know, since I was on top of his car. Dr. Ling didn't like that so much. He just nodded and mumbled, "I know," each time someone honked or shouted at him.
Tony Stark was not in a good mood. But I didn't care. I threatened to drug a guy who drugged me with the same gas. I was in a good mood. "Dr. Ling," Stark said. He was not in his Iron Man suit, but a nicely tailored black one with nice shoes. I mean, really nice shoes. They were all sleek and shiny. I wanted those shoes.
I lifted my head up and listened to what was going on. "How did you know about the leak?"
"I do not suffer from any mental conditions, as you fired me for. I am quite well, and I know what is going on." He grabbed for something in his pocket. It was a badge. "Detective Lee Spark. I was working on an undercover assignment for--"
"Wait, so a cop kidnapped me and drugged me? Oh, come on!"
"I do apologize, Spider-Man. That was very inappropriate and unprofession--"
"You can say that again!" I shouted.
"Spider-Man, enough! Please continue, Detective."
"When you fired me, at first I thought you were onto my cover. But I realized that you let me go for other reasons. That is why I had to resort to such extreme measures. See--my precinct did not believe me when I said there was a leak. So since I was fired I've being doing this secretively."
"Ooooh," I nodded, getting it.
He nodded back. "I do not know who the leak is--that is why I need you to help me."
"We'll cooperate, of course," Stark said. I sneered. Suck-up. Stark nodded at me. "Thank you, Spider-Man."
"What, you're kicking me out? After all that?" I said with a tone. I couldn't believe it. I get no respect, no credibility. "Whatever," I said, and I made my way out.
But that is not the last they'll see of me, oh no. I got too involved in this case to just be dismissed. I'm goin' rouge, baby!...even if I was kinda rouge already. Whatever.
COMMENTS:
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Glad Dr. Ling--or Detective Spark--was able to help.
--Sue Storm
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Don't do anything stupid, Spider-Man!
--Luke Cage
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(subj:Re:watch it)
Psh. Anything Spider-Man does is stupid.
--Deadpool