The Marvellous Spider-man:

Carol's P.O.V.

"Okay spill," said Jessica Drew, also known as Spider-woman as she slid into the empty spot across Carol in the cafeteria one mid-afternoon. Wearing a suit of bright red and yellow, Jessica certainly didn't look anything like a spider, even if you didn't add the wings under her arms.

"Huh?" Carol replied as she shook her head in a slight stupor. It was several weeks after the incident in the Diner with Spider-man. I should have been able to rip those punks apart with both hands behind my back...if only they didn't have hostages!

"Your head looks like it's in the clouds," Jessica smiled warmly as she flicked a strand of her midnight back hair out of her face. "And I know that look better than anyone."

"What look?" Carol replied as she righted herself, tightening her facial features out of reflex.

"Your jaw just tightened," Jessica said as she smiled even wider. "And you straitened your back. Something's on your mind. Now let me think..."

"Nothing's on my mind," Carol retorted defensively as her eyes flickered downwards.

"Then someone is on your mind," Jessica snorted as she took a sip of coffee. "Lets see...single avengers...is it Tony? No, you two wouldn't get along,...Cap? No, too old. Maybe...how about...Stephen? Hulk? Thor?"

"No one is on my mind!" Carol said forcefully.

"Wait...it's not one of...are you a cat and dog person?" Jessica said with a half-laugh escaping her lips. "Because it's alright if..."

"I'm not a lesbian!" Carol snorted her reply as her vision trailed off into the corner of the room.

"Oi!" Jessica said as she snapped her fingers in Carol's face. "Earth to Ms Marvel. Come in Ms Marvel. I'm talking to you! What's his name? Do I know him?"

"Just thinking about the other day," Carol replied. Okay, well I guess she might be right about the someone thing.

"You mean the whole diner incident?" Jessica said as she folded her arms. "What about it?" Her expression changed, turning to a more excited one as she slapped her hand on the table. "You're thinking about my male counter-part! You've got the hots for Spider-man!"

"What!?" Carol snorted in defence. "No! He's rogue vigilante wanted for murder!"

"He's a dangerous bad-boy who's caught your eye," Jessica smiled, "don't deny it. I certainly won't. All that swinging must give him an awesome ass and killer pecks. Hopefully, everything about him is super..."

"That doesn't change the fact that he's wanted for the murder of a police captain," Carol replied briskly as she got to her feet, attempting to get away from the conversation. "Or did you forget?"

"You still aren't denying it, Carol," Jessica smiled as she followed Carol down the hall, past several astounded Avengers. "I'll tell you who I've got a crush on if you admit it!"

"I know who it is, we all do. It's Hawkeye!" Carol replied with a wry smile.

...

Peter Parker

"Peter dear," Aunt May said as she approached with the tea kettle. A family heirloom, made of china. "You look tired. Is Mr Jameson overworking you again?"

"Hmm...?" Peter answered, tilting his head up to face his ageing Aunt. "No," he replied, "no he's not overworking me. Underpaying me, though." I really hope she doesn't say I can move in again...she's done enough for me and I can't always be here when she needs me.."

"Isn't there a human resources you can talk to?" said Aunt May as she poured a cup of tea for herself and a cup for him. "In my day there where laws in place to make sure no one was under-payed."

"There is," Peter replied with half a smile. "Mr Jameson made himself head of human resources. So if I've got a problem with my boss, I've gotta go to my boss."

"That hardly sounds fair," said Aunt May. "Are you sure...?"

"That I can't work for the times or any other publisher?" he replied. "I've applied several times. They're not hiring externally." Not entirely true, he thought to himself. They did offer me a job, on the condition that I take a reporter with my to meet Spider-man, for a 'legitimate' interview. Of course, they'd rather I get shots of other, more popular heroes too, like Cap, Iron Man, Ms Marvel...

"Well if that's not what's on your mind," Aunt May said with a sly smile. "I'll figure it out. Rent?"

"No," he said with a twitch on the corner of his mouth.

"Then it's a girl," his Aunt replied with a grin, lightly patting him on the shoulder. "You should bring her by sometime. Yeah, he thought, I'll just invite her over to dinner and she can arrest me right in front of you. That won't put a damper in anything at all. Not to mention the fact that you don't know my little secret, so on top of the cops I'd have you to deal with. And J.J. Man does being me suck big-time. I've gotta lie to everyone, run from the cops, run from other superheroes, and I don't have a girlfriend to complain about life to. Of course if I did then she'd end up either kidnapped, like M.J or try and kill me like that chick from the one-night stand I almost had.

"I don't think it'll work like that, Aunt May," he said with a slight chuckle. "We're way to different."