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Reason is, well, there will be far more cursing, violence, and some very light sexual content.
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Goodnight~Eve
Chapter Eight
Poison Ivy
I woke up the next morning in a room that wasn't mine, a bed that was half the size of my bed and it was pressed against a wall. The covers were warm and heavy unlike my thin silk covers, and the pillow that my head rested on was soft to the touch but firm and moving up and down in a steady beat unlike my…wait moving? My senses began to wake up from their slumber, thus I felt the heat of a human body next to me and a strong warm around my waist. With one eye opened I saw that my pillow was a naked chest of a man, fear drenched my body and stiffen immediately.
My eyes were glued to the exposed skin of a man's chest, my heart pounded against my ribs then to the back of my lungs causing me to hold my breath. Did…we…did…we? I finally released my breath slowly not wanting to wake up the man next to me, my hand that was around the body next to me pushed itself off pulling upward the thick blanket that was over us to see. I let go of the cloth with a deep rich flush coating my face as I tried-failed-to gather my thoughts.
I slept with…Peter? I didn't know who the body belonged to but when I turned my head and found out that Peter was the man I was half on top of. I wanted to laugh at how quickly I freaked out and relaxed again in his sleepy embrace and body. Well I wasn't naked per say, I was only just in my undergarments and Peter in his. The events of the night before intensified the flush radiating from my face and body. It was one of the best nights I had in the longest time but still didn't think…it would happen. I got comfortable again and shooting pleasure from my body only reminded me of last night.
I just hoped that Harley wouldn't ask questions which most likely she will if she didn't see me at the apartment when she woke up. I just hoped that Eddie kept her busy for the most part. Nestling my head against his shoulder, I watched Peter sleeping peacefully. He seemed younger as he slept, so young and innocent. Yeah you're going to ruin that if you hadn't already. My conscious grinned from cheek to cheek. Fully satisfied.
Lightly, my fingertips danced to a soundless song, traced imaginary lines, and glided over his body trying to engrave his body's touch into my fingertips. When I brushed my fingers against his shoulder opposite from me they stopped at a slightly erupted tissue that went into a shape? I traced over the shape over again and found it to be circular, the indention was light probably hardly invisible from what I could feel. Did he bump into something last night? Yeah you. Oh hush! I pushed the thought to the side as Peter stirred from his sleep. His arm that was wrapped around me left me to be stretched.
Peter let his hands fall to his sides taking on the shape of a T, oblivious to the fact I was next to him. I wondered what he was thinking, something good because a sweet smile slowly spread across his face. It was when he tried to get up was when he realized that he wasn't alone. I couldn't help myself anymore, "Good morning Peter."
Peter's eyes went wide in shock, his face turned pink, his smile completely gone which disappointed me. He stared at me for the longest time, then his eyes darting from my face to the covers then back again.
"It wasn't a dream?" He finally said after a long time that I almost believed he forgot how to speak. I felt a slight jab at his question then again I woke up with fear at the sight of his naked chest so I was happy that he wasn't awake to see that.
"What was?" I asked innocently, even though I knew what he was referring to. I just wanted to hear it.
"That we…? You know…" I almost giggled and kissed him at how adorable he was. So modest. I wanted him to say it but I took what I could get from Peter, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. I flashed him a sly smirk that made his heart beat faster.
"Look under the covers and find out." I dared him with my smirk. My hair for the most part covered my shoulders hiding away my bra straps from his eyes, my naked arm on top of his chest bear with no shirt.
Peter remained quiet as his hand lifted the covers only to see our half naked bodies tangled with one another. When he rested his head back onto the pillow he was bloody red and this time I did giggled and kissed him on his warm lips sweetly. "Oh Peter, if only you could see yourself now." I mused with a smile. "Mine, completely mine."
"Red…" Peter's hand cupped the back of my neck pushing me closer to him, I waited for our lips to touch one another. When they did I lightly moaned in happiness, I know it had been a few minutes since I last kissed him but those minutes where soo long ago. I felt him push himself upward trapping me between him and the mattress, I ran one of my hands through his brown locks while the other ran up and down his back. I could get use to mornings like this…
"Peter, you awake? You got a call from work, for you to come in today." Sweet angelic Aunt May spoke through the wooden door only a few feet from the bed where Peter and I were making out.
"O-Okay Aunt May." Peter stuttered as I caught his bottom lip playfully then giggled as Peter turned to look at me with his eyes narrowing secretly telling me to behave. I pouted my lips but did nothing else.
"Are you going to want any breakfast dear?"
"No Aunt May, I will get something on the way to work." Peter shouted just enough for his aunt to hear through the closed door. His hands where pressed against the mattress one on each side of my face, his arms slightly bent while holding his upper body above mine. I kept my hands locked where they were at, one in his hair and the other on the lower part of his back.
"Oh and when you see Pamela ask her if she wants to spend Christmas with us." Peter glanced down at me and I nodded with a bright smile. He kissed my lips lightly only once but left his lips hovering over mine.
"Something tells me she will love that very much." Peter said never breaking eye contact with me.
"I'm going to the store for some groceries, do you want anything Peter?"
"No, I'm good Aunt May."
"He's in good hands." I wanted to say it out loud but I whispered it only for Peter to hear.
"Have a good day at work Peter." With that Aunt May's soft footsteps disappeared and the sound of the door shutting few minutes later echoed once. We remained quiet and still for a few minutes more in case his aunt came back. After five long minutes, Peter pulled away from me completely and hurried to his dresser pulling a random shirt and pants. I admired the view but disappointed that he was leaving. I sat up on his bed, crisscrossed, watching him get ready.
"Can you stay?" I asked him when he pulled his shirt over his head, he had already slipped on his pants on. I wanted him to stay, I wanted more of him now that I had him. Can I say I'm addicted?
"Wish I could but if I don't go Mr. Jameson would have my head." Peter sighed deeply as he reached over to grab his camera then his messenger bag. I felt sorry for him, I heard of several things of his boss that he was a very temperamental man who viewed Peter-Spiderman-as a villain despite all the good he's done for the city. How he could work for him, I wouldn't know. If I were in Peter's position I would have left that job after ruining the said man's office and his little newspaper.
I got up from the bed and got dressed as well. Once I was finished, I found Peter staring at me with an awe expression, I raised a brow at him asking him 'what'?
"N-nothing." He turned away giving one cough before returning his attention to me only to find me right in front of him with my hands on my hips.
"You shouldn't be embarrassed here Peter. You are not the one who's doing the walk of shame here." I grinned actually proud of it. That statement only caused the man I love to blush again. "I will see you later then?"
"Yeah, of course." Peter walked towards the door and I followed, we both went our separate ways he going to the city and I back home where I hoped Harley was still sleeping for my sake. I don't mind going home in the same clothes I was wearing last night, I wouldn't care what people thought it was none of their business. Harley on the other hand would never live it down and would even ask questions, questions that would leave Peter blushing for days and dare I say it…advice. Not that he needed any because he sure knew what he was doing anyways that was something I didn't want for Peter.
If I want to corrupt him, I will but in my own way.
All in good time.
Spider-Man
I must have had the best sleep of my life that night. Never felt so happy. So...Warm. As soon as I woke up, I instinctively closed my eyes. I assumed everything was just a dream, and I wanted to fall back into it. Luckily, an angelic voice managed to prove me wrong. "Good morning, Peter." it cooed. I opened my eyes, turning to see Ivy. I gave a short, quiet gasp. "It...It wasn't a dream?" I asked groggily, a dopey looking smile growing on my face.
"What was?" she asked with an almost mock innocence. I blushed deeply. She knew exactly what I was talking about, and I couldn't help but give a very brief smile.
"That we...You know." she giggled, kissing me lightly. I couldn't help but blush, she was so confident and strong and...I don't know, felt so weak around her. And I meant that in the best possible way.
She crawled towards me before seductively whispering in my ear, "Look under the covers and find out" she challenged. I was quiet for a second, before lifting the covers a little, seeing our half-naked bodies tangled together. My head fell against my pillow as I blushed deeply. She giggled again, kissing my lips sweetly. "Oh Peter," she sighed happily. "If only you could see yourself now...Mine...Completely mine."
I nodded, before cupping the back of her neck softly, giving her a deep and passionate kiss. She moaned lightly as she let go. I pushed myself upward, holding her against the mattress. She rubbed her fingers through my hair, a mischievous smile on her face. What a way to start the day off, all I can say.
"Peter, you awake?" Aunt May asked, interrupting our moment, as we turned to face the door separating us from my Aunt. Oh boy, suppose I was lucky she didn't see anything. "You got a call from work, for you to come in today."
I didn't know if my heart could beat any faster, but sure enough, when I heard May's voice, it did."O-Okay Aunt May." I stuttered. She brushed her finger against my lip, pouting her lips cutely. "Are you going to want any breakfast, dear?" she asked.
"No Aunt May!" I shouted, just loud enough for Aunt May to hear. "I will get something on the way to work!" Ivy kept brushing my hair with her hand affectionately, her other hand rubbing my back.
"Oh and when you see Pamela ask her if she wants to spend Christmas with us!" Aunt May shouted. I smiled brightly looking down at Ivy, she smiled back. Damn, that beautiful smile never got old. I kissed her lips once, but kept my face close to hers
"Something tells me she will love that very much." Peter she whispered, looking her directly in her green eyes.
"I'm going to the store for some groceries, do you want anything Peter?" May asked.
"No, I'm good Aunt May." I replied. Ivy grabbed the back of my neck, bringing her mouth next to my ear.
"He's in good hands." she whispered seductively, nibbling my ear a little before giggling.
"Have a good day at work Peter." she replied, before walking away and opening and closing the door behind her. We didn't move or make a noise in case May came back. After a few minutes, I slowly crawled off the bed (And Ivy), throwing on some random clothes from my drawers.
"Can you stay?" Ivy asked me sincerely. Oh, I wish I could stay with her all day. Yesterday (Last night in particular) with Ivy was one of the best days of my whole life...Maybe the best. I could only wish she knew how I felt.
"Wish I could, but if I don't go Mr. Jameson would have my head." I before grabbing my camera and bag. I knew Ivy couldn't feel good about it. I didn't feel good about it, the last thing I waned to do was work for a newspaper that was tarnishing Spider-Man's name, as well as Ivy and Harley's. Plus, it was a newspaper factory, all those poor trees dying for nothing must have pissed Ivy to her limit. Pissed me to my limit to be honest.
Ivy got dressed short after, her costume underneath her coat. I couldn't help but stare at her a little, she was just so...Enchanting. Eh, maybe it was her pheromones getting to me, I don't know. "What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"N-nothing." I stuttered, giving a cough as I walked to the door.
Ivy gave a short, low laugh, "You shouldn't be embarrassed here Peter." she cooed. "You are not the one who's doing the walk of shame here." If only that were true, I knew in my heart she was probably out of my league, and I couldn't help but blush. "I will see you later then?" she asked.
"Would be disappointed if I didn't." I replied, closing the door as I headed for work.
When I got to work, I immediately had to find out if that photographer was from the Daily Bugle or not. And what better place to get information on Spidey News than from J.J. I immediately headed to Jameson's office.
"Parker, we had a FIELD day at the Icebox Lounge yesterday!" he laughed. "You should have been there! The Terrible Trio of Spider-Man, Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn on a destructive rampage. Spidey has his hands in the cookie jar!" I gulped nervously, my face getting a little reddish. "Mr. Jameson, I heard that Spider-Man and Ivy saved a kid."
Jameson scoffed, giving me a skeptical look. "That kid probably wouldn't have been endangered if it wasn't for that slime. This is the big one, Pete! The paper that will string up Spider-Man by his own web!" He laughed obscenely. I was shaking at this point, I could let J.J do this. "J.J," I sighed. "I don't know if this is a good idea. Every other newspaper is going to be talking about how Spider-Man saved that kid. And...The last thing we want is a lawsuit from the kid's family or something."
J.J looked at me long and hard. I was sweating profusely, and I couldn't quite read what he was thinking. That was the thing about J.J. I've never met a man who could be so predictable at times and so unpredictable at times. "You know what?" Jameson said, chewing on his cigar. "You're probably right. Damn it, perfect time to nab that bug, and legal issues get in the way. Doesn't matter, just means it's a matter of time before we nab him!"
I nodded, a brief smile on my face, so brief that nobody else probably noticed it. I only hoped that Jameson wouldn't change his mind. After all...He could be very unpredictable.
Poison Ivy
The apartment was quiet by the time I arrived, the eerie silence overcame my ears making want to bump into something on purpose just to hear something, anything. Everything seemed in place and nothing was disturbed. I passed by the open kitchen and saw dishes on the rack meaning that Harley and Eddie had already had breakfast. Great.
In my room I slipped off my clothes and went straight to the bathroom that was attached to my room. I grabbed a clear glass jar with white powder and another filled with rose petals. I sniffed the glass with roses, the scent of the flower was strong despite the jar was closed. With the two jars in hand I walked over to the bathtub that was calling my name. The tub filled up with hot pouring water, I added a white powder into the bath that would help hydrate my skin then for an extra touch added several red rose petals before slipping inside. I sighed in content as my body immersed itself into the pure, milky white water with my head on the pillow that I brought with me.
I fit perfectly in the tub but that didn't stop me from bending my knees a bit, letting my body sink deeper till my chin touched the water.
The smell of the roses filled the bathroom. I could have gone to the spa for this but nothing beats home spa. Enough said.
After the bath, I slipped out as the water disappeared into the drain, patted myself dry then wrapped the towel around my body. I walked to my indoor closet unsure of what to wear for the day. In the end I went with a soft green duchess silk corset with matching skirt that hugged my body perfectly, holding my assets in place. I put my hair into a messy wet bun that had the wet tips poking at every direction.
The apartment was still quiet when I exited my bedroom. Where was Harley? I walked over to her bedroom, knocked once before cracking the door open an inch. Her two hyenas were sleeping a few feet away from the bed where an empty, untouched, bed laid. Weird. I walked back to the living room after locking the mutts in the room, and sat down on the couch flipping through the channels on the TV.
I stopped on a random channel where a movie played about some lizard that was destroying New York City. Close the ending of the movie I saw the door open, entering Harley with a sundress on with a daisy print all over the dress and white high heels, her hair down neatly brushed. Following came Eddie who wore a black tight t-shirt and blue jeans his hair was oddly brushed as well. Where did they go? Harley was startled when she saw me staring at them with a look.
"H-hey Red!" Harley ran to me, throwing herself on me. I bit my tongue in the process causing me to hiss out loud but that didn't stop Harley from squeezing me to death.
"Yo, Ivy!" Greeted Eddie as he passed by us to his-Harley's-room.
"Where did you two go?" I managed to push back the googly blonde from me who sat on the cushion next to me, facing me. She had my hands with hers.
"Eddie took me to this AMAZING date!" Harley gushed, her bright sky blue eyes sparkled with love and they had a glossy haze to them that I couldn't help but smile. Thus Harls went on talking about her date with Eddie that was going to the park, her swinging with him pushing her, to a romantic breakfast for the both of them that he had prepared for her. Who knew Eddie, Venom, had a romantic side to him.
"I'm glad you two had fun." I was happy for my best friend, literally happy for her. Eddie, despite him being who he was, never lashed out at her, never hit her, and he never treated her like trash. He treated her like an equal, he treated her with love. He truly loved her. "Listen, I'll be back. I am going for a walk."
"But we just got here." Harley frowned at the fact I was leaving, "Want some company?"
"It's okay. I haven't had a walk in a long time." I shook my head then rushed to put some make up on or rather lather my whole body into the icky light, pale, brown foundation enough to pass by as normal skin color. I didn't bother to change out of my outfit, didn't mind showing off a bit of skin. I let loose my hair from the hair tie, ran hair brush through my red locks till all knots where gone my hair smooth and silky.
"I won't be long, promise." I said before leaving the apartment.
X:~:X
The thousands of eyes were glued to me as I walked the streets from many men, single and taken, not that I cared. I was on a mission. Christmas was only a few days away and I needed to buy something for everyone. Yes, I said buy not steal. I haven't stolen anything in the past few days which amazed me it was as if my craving for precious jewels and destruction had disappeared from my veins.
I did have money from when I was a scientist, I haven't touched that money because I felt that it didn't belong to me because I was no longer her. Lately I felt more alive, more human, than before because of Peter. The man who at first I found annoying and a kid slowly won me over. At first I didn't want to believe that I was given a second chance at something I thought I never would have again. I wanted to change for him because of what he has done for me and Harls.
Can I really change and be what Peter is?
A good person?
You don't know till you try. True. I would try to be good though it won't be easy since the reputation I created for myself. It will be a slow process but I know with Peter I will manage through it all. It was the only way we can have a future together. I can't afford him to give up what he loves, being the city's hero. In the future if he were given a choice to choose… I didn't want that. He loves protecting the people and those he loves, I didn't want to take that away from him.
I stopped by animal store, since I knew Harley had always wanted a bunny and had even caused a child fit over it. It would a present for her. I stared at little fuzz balls that were huddled together for comfort. Except for one who was by itself in a corner far away from the others, it was the smallest of the group and it was shaking. I walked over to its corner, the small bunny had its' eyes closed its' fur was white as snow, the ears where black with the tips colored white. The fur around it's' eyes were black as well, giving it a small mask of sorts. The whole body was white except for its' tail that was black. I was never a fan of animals but this small creature caught my interest.
I picked it up from its corner and held it against my chest, the shaking stopped, its' head snuggled close to my body happy for the warmth. I'll take it. I said mentally and out loud. The seller smiled at me with a look that made my eyes roll. Men.
"Can you take care of it? I have no place for it and I don't want my friend to know that I bought it for her." I used my pheromones to lure the man into agreeing, surprisingly, it didn't much to have him do whatever I wanted. He agreed to take care of it till I came to fetch the creature. "IF I see that it has been mistreated-"
"You don't have to worry about that! I will take good care of it! Promise!" With that I handed the small creature to the seller. He better keep his promise because I had already bonded with it and I'm sure Harley will too. I paid for everything to for the man to take care of the bunny and I checked one person off my list.
I walked a few more blocks before seeing a building that read Daily Bugle, huh so that's where Peter worked at. The building had many floors with glass walls that were cloaked by an ocean blue tint. It was past noon by the time I entered the front door of the building sure enough all male attention was on me. I would have walked over to the receptionist to find out where Peter worked but where's the fun at that? I knew it was risky coming here but part of me did not care.
Every floor had people running around, barking out orders, phones were ringing nonstop. It was chaotic. How does Peter manage to work in this environment? Everyone seemed to be stressed out of their minds some hid their feelings from their face but not their eyes that glowed some with determination and others with impending doom.
On one of the floors, there was a man screaming that made everyone cringe. I stepped out of the elevator began to walk around the desks of people rushing, slowly but surely the sounds died down and again the stares began just like all the other floors before this one. Several men, some around my age and others few years older approached me asking me if they could help me. I hadn't even used my pheromones on these people and they were already in my spell, not that I wanted it.
All the attention didn't matter to me, not anymore, the only attention that did was Peter.
"Where's Peter Parker?" I finally asked after realizing that this building was too big for me to search. Everyone took a step back, utterly shocked that I spoke. I asked again and the response was the same. Oh dear lords are you kidding me?
"Peter Parker?" A random man with blonde hair and brown eyes spoke but in a whisper. The men that circled around me like a pack of dogs whispered among each other asking the other if they knew Peter Parker.
"He's the photographer of Spiderman?" I crossed my around under my chest. My hands clutched into fists hidden from view.
"You his girlfriend?" A man spoke who I didn't see. The group of men kept gathering causing me to hold my breath of the testosterone that filled the air clearly the men were praying that I wasn't.
"Yes, I am."
"No, way." Another man who spoke behind me said, "You mean you're that Peter's girlfriend?"
"Yes, am I speaking French here?" I started to get annoyed that I was not getting help.
"He's in the floor above this one." The blond hair man spoke again in shock. Finally! I flashed the man with a man eating smile then winked at him thanking him. I made my way out not without the group of men following me to the elevator. When the doors slid close of the elevator I breathed in the air that was fresh as fresh as it could get. When the doors opened again, I was met by a similar scene people were trying to finish up reports for the news and get things on track.
And again the men on the floor flashed their attention to me then I heard people coming from the elevator behind me but I didn't bother to see who. I walked around people, trying to find him. It was a man yelling that caught my attention. The door was closed but the man's voice could be heard clear as day, whoever was in that room was clearly in trouble. The whole room outside of the yelling went silent and the unknown man's yelling got louder. That poor soul. Again men circled around me asking the same ridiculous questions and I managed to spot few men from the past floors, seriously?
The yelling had stopped from the room, the door opened and a few men went out none were Peter. The last person though, was. He stared that the circle of men unsure of what was going on along with the other men that had exited the room along with a tall man with a short mustache. Immediately, I pushed pass through the body of seas of the men and ran to Peter.
"Peter!" I wrapped my arms around him catching him off guard. The whole office went from soft mumbles to utter dead silence.
"Re-Pamela?" Peter grabbed my shoulders, pulling me away from me gently. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you were you work, love. Is that a crime?" I flashed him a seductive smile with a wink that caused him to blush. The men around him coughed and the men behind me groaned in their loss.
"Peter who is she?" The tall man with a mustache fixed himself up and stood nice and tall. The men around him also brushed off their coats and straightened their shirts as if that would impress me.
"Yeah Peter who is she?"
"Holy crap Peter! Where were you hiding this beautiful creature?"
"You two together? If not introduce us!"
That instant I knew it was a bad idea to have visited him and the outfit did not make the situation any better. I bit my bottom lip again unsure on what Peter was thinking. I felt exposed. Those types of words never bothered me but that was because I was single and didn't care for anyone especially men. Things were different now, I was with Peter and the words made me uncomfortable. At first when I walked in the building, the stares didn't matter but now with Peter here it was different.
This never happened to me! I don't like it! I wanted to leave, to run but I didn't want to leave Peter who remained quite his face red but I couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or anger. Please don't let it be anger…
"Pamela, I told you I'd see you later." Peter sighed, yup anger it was. Way to go Pamela!
"I know, I'm sorry." I pulled away from him completely and put my hands behind my back, dreading ever minute where I stood.
"Mr. Jameson, sorry about this. I will take care of it!" With that Peter grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the room. Everyone in the room watched us as we stepped into the elevator and disappeared as the door slid shut. We were quite for the most part, I pulled at my skirt down as far as it could go but no luck. When the elevator stopped, Peter pulled me to a hallway and into a room that was empty. I followed suit without saying a word, he closed the door with a sudden click meaning he closed the door. Now I really hated this outfit, this outfit was made to stand out, to be praised by men now it just made me look like a…
"Pamela, what were you thinking?" Peter turned to me clearly upset. I cringed at the tone but I stood my ground.
"Don't you like my outfit?" I decided to play around trying to lighten up his mood. Peter pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes closing in the process.
"I work here, Pamela! I want you to respect that! It's bad enough that Jameson wants to ruin Spiderman because of what happened at the restaurant and you pull this off!" Yeah, definitely angry. He had his hands in his pockets probably already turned into fists. I reached out to him but he took a step back, that hurt me in many ways I didn't even know it was possible. He never once rejected my touch. My hand still lingered in the air where he once stood.
He continued to yell at me about how my little show could possibly get him fired. "I worked hard to get where I am and to protect Spiderman from Mr. Jameson's crazy antics! You know how much he wants to see Spiderman behind bars? Especially now that he says that he is working with Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn?" Where did my sweet Peter go? This wasn't right, maybe he was just having a bad day?
"I'm sorry okay? I didn't know it was going to happen." I honestly didn't think that I would catch every man in his work place. I was in front of him in seconds, slipping my hands into his pockets that were indeed into fists.
"Pamela don't please." Anger still tainted his words that made me pull my hands away from his but still remained close to him.
"Peter, don't be angry at me."
"Red, please understand what's at stake for me." Peter whispered, he slipped out one of his hands from his pocket and touched my cheek. I nodded my head unsure of what to say. I could feel his anger heating his body and I didn't like it. And I was the one who caused it. My feelings where everywhere and it scared me.
"Peter, can we skip the movies today? I just want to stay home." And torture myself on how stupid I was and most likely cry. I finished my sentence in my mind. There was a sudden change in moods and Peter stared at me with concern and guilt.
"Pamela, look I'm just having a bad day. I just…this is new for me." New for him? Had he not had a girlfriend before? What was different? I'm sure his past girlfriends had visited him before. Yeah but they probably did not dress like you or had guts to show up the way you did. With more reason I just wanted to go home. Was my style of dressing really too much for Peter? I didn't want him be embarrassed by me.
"Sorry, Peter. I really am. I have some things I have to do before I head home. I will see you later." I kissed his cheek and forced myself to walk out the door without turning back.
Spider-Man
A thousand thoughts ran through my mind at that moment. What if Jameson really did blame us for the attack, and more importantly, putting the kid in danger? I didn't just fear for my safety, but for the safety or Ivy and Harl as well. We'd be finished if he decided to run that story...All of us. I could end up in prison, Harley in The Joker's hands and Ivy in Arkham. I tried to just tune out at my desk, listening to music. Suddenly, I heard a great deal of my male colleagues murmuring and talking with each other. Apparently Pam had followed me to work, and she was drawing some male..."Attention", with those pheromones of her. She must have been pushing through seas of male co-workers. I ran to her, hugging her tightly. Think I needed some anxiety relief right now, and her presence was a help.
"Peter!" she shouted happily, wrapping her arms around my neck. I couldn't help but smile. That was until I heard the dead silence all around me. "Re-Pamela..." I stuttered. "W-What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you were you work, love. Is that a crime?" she flashed me her most seductive smile along with a wink. Please tell me she didn't have her pheromones on. The last thing I needed was attention, or half my co-workers acting like fucking pigs.
"Peter who is she?" one of my co-workers asked.
"Holy crap Peter!" one whistled. "Where were you hiding this beautiful creature?" I clenched my fists, rage was starting to build up inside me. These men were like a pack of slobbering, vicious wolves, and I just wanted to...Wanted to...Destroy them all. Wait...What? Make them squirm in fear for insulting her...Make them wish they were dead. What was going on? I've gotten angry before, sure, but never so intensely...And never so violently.
"You two together? If not introduce us!"
"Pamela, I told you I'd see you later." I sighed, anger in my voice. Anger at my co-workers...Anger at Pam...Anger at myself. I know I sounded harsh, but I felt like...Like if I didn't, I was going to hurt someone.
"I know, I'm sorry." she pulled away, nervousness and embarrassment on her face. Her fault anyway, that voice in the back of my head said. God, why wouldn't it shut up? It wasn't even like a mere brief thought in my head. It was like an anti-conscience or something. It only got worse as I saw J.J Jameson shaking his head, chewing angrily on his cigar. He wasn't falling for Ivy's pheromones...Far the opposite.
"Mr. Jameson, sorry about this. I will take care of it!" I grabbed Pam's arm, taking her down the elevator with every man looking at her like a piece of meat. Terrible and violent images of punishing and inflicting fear into all of them, and ending with Jameson, entered my mind. All I could feel was anger. All I could see was red.
"Pamela, what were you thinking?" I asked, anger in my tone. She was in danger of destroying everything, just to have fun.
"Don't you like my outfit?" she asked playfully. For some reason, that just made me even angrier. She wasn't taking the situation seriously, and I had to give a deep breath to let all my frustration out.
"I work here, Pamela!" I shouted. I want you to respect that! It's bad enough that Jameson wants to ruin Spiderman because of what happened at the restaurant and you pull this off!" Ivy shook her head, shocked. She reached out to touch me, but I backed away. Her sweet caress and affection didn't mean anything in that moment. I felt empty, like a balloon of fury expanding and expanding until it would pop. It felt just as painful.
"I worked hard to get where I am and to protect Spider-Man from Mr. Jameson's crazy antics!" I seethed, my eyes filled with rage and not caring about ANYTHING but getting my point across. Did she know how much she had endangered my career? Goddamn it, why was everyone else so incompetent! "You know how much he wants to see Spider-Man behind bars? Especially now that he says that he is working with Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn?!"
I paused after that last part, all of my anger beginning to diffuse, shifting into fear. What was I saying? What was I becoming?
"I'm sorry okay? I didn't know it was going to happen." she asked, tears in her eyes. Oh God, Green Arrow was right. I was changing...I was...Becoming someone else.
"Pamela don't please." I said, trying to be defensive, but probably just coming off more furious. I had to find Oliver Quinn...I had never acted this way around Ivy before, and it was scaring me. Must have been scaring her too, she looked at me as if I was someone she never knew.
"Peter, don't be angry at me." she whispered, fear in her voice.
"Red, please understand what's at stake for me." I whispered, touching her face softly. For some reason, I still felt that fury inside me...And something about her fear made me feel almost...Powerful. No...No, it was all in my head. I shut my eyes tight, and shook my head before hugging her.
"Peter, can we skip the movies today? I just want to stay home." Pam asked. Those words crushed me like an ant...I felt like an ant. Like a coward. At that moment, a thought crossed my mind. Maybe the reason it took so long for me and Pam to get together was because I didn't deserve her? Because she was too good for me.
"Pamela," I sighed, anxiety and fear clearly present in my voice. "Look, I'm just having a bad day. I just…this is new for me." Only it wasn't new for me. Hell, I dated Black Cat, and if anything she was more reckless than Ivy was. I guess I didn't have the spine to tell her that Green Arrow might have been right...Or that I wasn't good for her. On any other day, I would have been fine with her dressing like that. I didn't control her. But today...Something was wrong.
"Sorry, Peter. I really am. I have some things I have to do before I head home. I will see you later." She kissed my cheek before leaving the door, leaving me alone, broken and afraid. Then I made a decision. I had to meet with Green Arrow. I had to get some answers.
Boy, was I wrong about Oliver Quinn being a homeless guy...Apparently, he was a billionaire, CEO of a major company called Queen Industries. I swung by his building in my costume, stealthily sneaking past the guards, before making it to Oliver's office, sneaking inside. Oliver was at his desk, wearing a sharp suit, his blonde hair slicked back and his goatee well combed. He gave a sigh as he looked at me...He knew that I was coming. "Figured you'd turn up." he sighed. "How'd you find out?"
I rubbed the back of my neck, staying silent for about 10 seconds before answering. "I don't know if I found out about anything," I sighed. "I've been so angry recently. I've had these...Awful, violent thoughts, like nothing I've ever felt before. Never felt this way before...Maybe you're right."
Oliver nodded, before getting up. "You still with Pamela?" he asked. I nodded back, leaning against the wall. "Look," I said. "I'm not 100% sure this isn't some...Phase that I'm going for. And I have a lot to live for. Pam, my aunt, the city...Could you just...Just give me two more days? If it gets worse, I can get back to you. I will get back to you. I don't want to hurt the people I love, Oliver."
I meant what I said. Everything I did, my whole life, wasn't worth living without the people I loved. And I knew that they needed me as much as I needed them. The same went for the city. Believe me, I'd be the first one to risk my life for the city. But throwing that life away because of a hunch was risky and dangerous.
He grabbed my shoulders, looking me in the eye (Or where my eyes would be if my mask didn't have lenses.) He thought a little, considering the factors of, you know, taking my life. "Peter," he said. "You must alert me if you feel the least bit out of control. For your sake, and for your loved ones. You're very brave coming to me to protect them...And I'll give you a few days to make your decision. But be careful. If my hunch is correct, you are your greatest enemy."
I was about to respond before I got a message on my cell phone. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that the message was from...Felicia? Yep...Black Cat herself. Hadn't talked to her in ages.
The text said "green gobbys back, attacking a school. Met your new gf, I like her, still think im the better kisser though. Meet me and your friends there, you'll need our help. ;)"
I put the phone back in my pocket before quickly shaking Oliver's hand. "Thank you, Mr. Quinn!" I said. "I'll be sure to tell you if you're right. Gotta go!" With that, I leapt from the open window overlooking Gotham, swinging across the sky to Ivy, Harley, Venom...And apparently my ex/friend with benefits.
Poison Ivy
Harley, Eddie, and I were out walking around in the city well they took me out because the moment I arrived back to the apartment ready to watch the Notebook with an individual ice cream bucket as an excuse to cry, they rushed me out saying that my babies where hissing and growling the moment I entered the apartment complex where we lived. Harley knew better than to drag me out when I was upset. I just wanted to hide myself away in the jungle wilderness in my room and have comfort from the only creatures that knew me inside and out better than anyone to be honest.
They dragged me out to the first place they could think of. Or I think that was close enough so we didn't have to walk a great distance. Lazy people.
"A school? Really you two?" Harley had her arms wrapped around my left arm. It was a high school at that. Ah filled with young minds that would be the city's', the worlds, future. I could picture myself in the library stuck reading about plants and just about anything related to science. That was once my domain. My haven. That was in the past now and my haven changed from one room to another or rather one city to another.
"I wouldn't have mind going to Victoria's Secret and model their sexy lingerie." I muttered the last part to myself but Harley grinned her eyes glowing with a devious glint. I was just glad she heard it and not Eddie because if he did-
"So you can have your own private photo session with Peter?" Eddie answered with a matching expression that Harley had. My face grew hot and pretty sure a blush was plastered on my face. I walked ahead of them shaking my head in hopes that would take away the blush and heat. I spoke too soon! Why?!
"Red, come back! Eddie was only joking! I mean I think he was but then again if you think about it that would be kinda sexy and almost like foreplay for you two!" My speed increased putting a LONG distance between me and them. Really? Making those types of remarks at this time of day or better yet in front of a school where most likely people could hear. Nope, I'm not paying attention to them. I'm not going to let them and their works cause me to blush or give me ideas. Hell. No!
I was about to leave the two fools when a woman stepped out of a tree that was near the parking lot where I was. She had a very sexy leather outfit with snow white fur around her neck leading down to the very open V-neck. Her whole body was covered in shiny black leather except for the good amount of exposure of her cleavage. Her hair was long almost past her wait and it was a frosty white color. I had to admit it she was very, sexy. Compared to her I felt pretty and I hate thinking I'm just pretty.
She had a playful smile but it didn't reach her eyes that were throwing daggers at me. I gave her another look, yup sexy. I almost wish I went with something more exotic and wild, oh yes I would have every men on the palm of my hands… Remember what happened not that long ago? Like a slap to my face my thoughts turned to Peter and how upset he was. No, I was not going to change my taste of dressing up for him because in the end I will be by his side. He deserves a piece of the forbidden fruit every now and then.
"Wow, he settled for you?" The woman spoke, shaking her head as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Excuse me?"
"I always thought Peter would settle for a more domesticated woman like Mary Jane or Gwen but you?" There was humor in her tone that I did not like. She began to move and I moved in the opposite she was completing a full circle. "Oh boy, he sure will have his hands full with you Ivy."
"Who are you? How do you know Peter?"
"Well I'm the woman who had him first." A triumphed smirk played her lips as I tried to understand by what she meant. Two seconds later I wanted to kill her. I wanted to seriously snap her neck and feed her to my babies who were sure hungry. Then another wave of rage came as I realized that this woman, who ever she was, was Peter's ex.
"You must have not done a good job being his first since you are not his girlfriend anymore." I forced the words through my throat and felt a hint of satisfaction when the woman growled and charged at me till we were face to face.
"Felicia?" Eddie was suddenly between me and the woman who was named Felicia even the name sounded exotic. Jealousy was not going away from my blood and the urge to punch her only grew with each time my heart pumped blood into my veins.
"Venom, my man! How's it going?" Felicia's anger quickly melted away and she greeted Eddie as if she wasn't about to hit me five seconds ago.
"What are you doing here?" I felt Harley pulling be back as the grass around us spiked up and began to grow at an alarming rate. I pulled my arm from my best friend, I was ready to fight. The day had not gone to plan, first Peter and now his ex? Yes why was she here? Was she here for Peter? Did she want him back?
What if Peter still has feelings for her? I felt my heart drop and my anger diminished with fear cooling my body to the bone. What if he did…? How did things end between them? I wanted to run to Peter and ask him about her. I wanted know. Now!
Then the sound of a plane went above our heads though it sounded oddly close to us that I glanced up at the sky. It was not a plane. It was man on a mechanical hover board? He had an ugly green skin color with many bumps of different sizes. His face was weird like a globin with a witch's shape nose.
As Eddie, Harley, and Felicia were in a conversation while I kept my eyes on the newcomer. He didn't see us from what I could tell because he hovered around the school, in his hand an orange orb. He threw a few onto the ground and then some at the glass window. People began to scream as purple smoke came out from the orb like objects.
Soon the three heard the screams of the students and teachers then joined in by loud chorus of coughing. Before they could make it out of the class rooms few explosions burst through the ground where the green goblin like creature threw first. That was when the screams began again.
"That's our cue!" Felicia said with excitement and rushed towards the danger along with Eddie who had transformed into his black symbiote, Venom. Harley and I stayed behind.
"They could sure use some help, Red." Harley hinted that she wanted to help out and I wanted too but part of me told me to stay behind, don't get involved.
"Harls… I… Fine. Let's go" Harley smiled and we both ran toward the danger unsure of what was going to happen.
Harley and I separated trying to get all the students and staff members away while Venom and Felicia took care of the enemy.
The little green monster threw a few of his pumpkin bombs but I quickly summoned the roots under the pavement and used it as a shield. The few students behind me crouched down, with their hand covering their faces.
I shouted at them to run but the little brats were too afraid to move. I screamed at them again and used my pheromones of lavender and vanilla to calm them down enough for them to run without hitting a pole or a wall.
When the students were gone, I moved on to the upper buildings where the purple smoke was. Some students were on the ground, trying to breath but the smoke suffocated them like a thick blanket. I also noticed that small green patches of green similar to the creature began to appear on their skin. And yet, I was immune to it.
I looked around the class room and sure enough there were a few plants. Thank you for science class! I ran towards them and took out a small brown back from my chest where I kept my arsenal of weapons or rather plants. I grabbed the ones that I needed and planted them, I urged them to grow quickly as I ran to the window, I grabbed the nearest heavy object I could get and began to smash the windows to let out the purple smoke. It took most of the smoke away but still the people were struggling to get clean fresh air into their lungs.
I rushed back to my babies and I was happy. They were quick on growing, they made me so proud! Thick vines with leaves sprouted through the dirt eventually breaking out of their confinement, I ordered them to cocoon each student carefully but quickly.
"No they are not for you to eat!" I hissed when it asked me if the students were lunch. "Take them out of the smoke and give them air!" I shouted as I felt the smoke clouding my mind. Even though I was immune to it, it somehow caused me to get dizzy. Maybe I was breathing too fast? Probably it.
When the vines had cocoon each student they began to head towards the open windows and gently brought them down to the ground and away from the building where they opened up to reveal the students, surrounding them were many different types of beautiful flowers and plants giving them fresh clean air.
I went over the room and made sure that every student was safe and sound on, then went the next room. The next room had only three students that didn't make it out and got caught into the smoke. I wrapped them up in my vines and got them out safely. By the time I was done, I felt my body heavy and tired.
I wanted to rest but there was still too much to do. I was made to run and escape not play hero! The school grounds were empty except for Eddie and Felicia fighting with the green monster on the grassy area. Right underneath them was a group of students frozen in fear. The green globin look alike creature made sure to be right above them causing both Eddie and Felicia to hold back on their attacks. Among those people was Harley who was determined to keep them safe.
I knelt to the ground channeling every bit of energy I had to force the ground below them to collapse, they shrieked and screamed then they went quiet as the earth ate them up. I had to get them away, they had to be safe. Harley had to be safe. I commanded the underground vines to move the group away from the fight.
The moment the group and Harley disappeared, Felicia and Eddie began to attack full force.
"How the… the ground just ate them up!" The creature shouted, shocked that his victims disappeared beneath him.
"You should be paying attention to us Gobby!" Felicia shouted as Eddie threw her into the air towards the green creature. Felicia managed to punch his face before he grabbed her hand and swung her away from him. I acted quickly to save the woman, I still wanted to kill. A bed of vines caught her before her body hit the ground and swung her back to the air for another attack.
I was using too much that I knew but the two would have trouble attacking him in the air as he used his hover board. Soon enough Venom joined the fight in the air while I build mountains of vines and branches to catch them as they fell or gave them the extra speed they needed. When they needed a shield I provided for them, extra steps to reach their foe steps they received, so on. The ground burst with new vines and underground trunks along with the razor sharp grass gathering together and attacked as well moving as one being trying to knock the Goblin out of its' hover board.
"How in the world are you two doing this?" The creature asked in awe. He forced his board away from Venom barley missing his claw attack. Venom landed on a bed of vines. It did seem that the two were controlling the vines, grass, and plant life but they knew who controlled them.
"Is that an Elf I see?" His attention went to me, "Ah so you're the one. No matter! Here have a treat!" The Goblin threw a pumpkin bomb in my direction. I heard Venom shouting at me to move but I stayed put too tired to move. Helping them fight the Goblin had made me use too much of my energy, how I managed this long without knocking out was a miracle.
Using the last of my energy I created a force field of grass that thickened and grew quickly blocking most of the blast. The force still threw me back a few feet and the last thing I remember seeing was a red and blue figure swinging throwing the Globin off its' hover board. The plant life around me began to cover my body, cocooning me my last defense before I passed out into the darkness.
Spider-Man
I still couldn't believe that Felicia was here. And odder still, she'd caught up with Ivy. Well, they should get along well. Seductive thieves with a taste for chaos. Surprised they hadn't met earlier. When I got here, I swung directly into Green Goblin, knocking him off the glider.
"Normy!" I shouted sarcastically. "I was starting to miss your ugly green mug! Mind if I give you a tour of Gotham? Namely Arkham?" Green Goblin laughed sinisterly, motioning to Ivy. She was unconscious, covered in a see-through cocoon, covered in massive thorns.
"I'd love to play, Spider, I really would. But I'm afraid you can't bring your friend along...She's in a bit of a time out/" he laughed. I gasped. "Ivy..." I whispered. Oh God, this was all my fault. I should have been there...She was there for me, and all I did was spit in her face. I swung down to her side to check on her. I only hoped that monster hadn't done anything permanent. "Oh Red!" I cried out. "Red, wake up!" I pulled the plant cocoon back, performing mouth and chest CPR on Ivy, trying to wake her up. She was still alive, thank God, but unconscious. Norman was going to pay for this.
Green Goblin gave me a little salute. "I'll leave you to your little "Snow White"." he chuckled. "I have some catching up to do with my children." I shot my webs at Green Goblin, who was still on his glider, throwing him off his vehicle and into headfirst into the monkey bars nearby. "I'M NOT FINISHED WITH YOU, NORMAN!" I screamed in a voice that seemed...Different. Like it was amplified with some kind of auto tone or something. "Felicia!" I called out. "Watch Ivy for me. Harley, keep an eye on the kids!"
"Got it, chief!" Harley yelled, running inside the school. I approached Green Goblin, raising him by his neck and savagely punching him again and again in the face. "You sick little rat!" I screamed. "Those were children! What kind of monster attacks helpless kids, you filth!" Norman tried to grab me, but I quickly grabbed his arm, snapping it at the elbow and causing him to scream in pain.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" I laughed tauntingly. Laughed? As much as I wanted to hurt Norman before, I've never laughed at someone's suffering. My taunting only got a chuckle out of Osborne. "It only hurts when I laugh." he replied. He swatted at me with his other arm, but I quickly grabbed it. I twisted it with all of my strength, downwards, sideways and then upwards. It snapped loudly, revealing plenty of blood and sharp bone jutting out...This time, he screamed.
He fell to the ground, shrieking in agony, on his knees. His shrieks must have gone on for a minute before he stopped. I pulled a blade from out of his belt, holding it to his neck. I was going to end him...He wasn't going to hurt anybody anymore. The Goblin smiled slyly as I held the blade to his throat. "You gonna do it this time?" he cooed. "Already about 2/3 there...Finish the job."
I looked him deep in the eyes. Whatever unnatural feelings of violence and fury I felt in that office were multiplied ten fold around this...This...Barbarian. I wanted to rip his heart from his body, I wanted to tear his balls of and shove them down his sick throat...I knew this wasn't normal, and I barely cared. Still, I had enough control to drop the knife. I shook my head in defiance of his challenge to kill him. "No." I replied. "No...I won't become you!"
The Green Goblin laughed yet again, "Seems like you already have...Ah, I almost forgot what pain felt like. Never thought you'd be the one to inflict so much of it." I shook my head as I slowly walked away. The Goblin wasn't a threat anymore, just had to wait until the cops arrived. I caught up with Felicia, and Ivy, who was slowly starting to wake. "You know some carnivorous plants eat spiders, right?" Felicia laughed.
I shook my head, smiling underneath my mask. "True...But some spiders save plants from being eaten. And some of them share symbiotic relationships with pitcher plants, helping them trap food before the plants can eat it. Spiders get the leftovers. No hard feelings, right?" Felicia shook her head, brushing her clawed fingers through her hair. "Plenty of bugs in the jungle, spider." she cooed. "And besides...Just cause you got yourself a girlfriend doesn't mean we can't continue our little 'rendezvous', does it?"
"Felicia, play nice." I smiled. Ivy gave a happy smile, moving her hand to reveal a bloody wound in her side. I gasped, immediately examining the injury. "Red, you okay?" I asked. Red laughed lowly, brushing the side of my cheek. "Looks worse than it is," she said. "Can't walk right now though. Might need a ride home though...Or a swing. Besides, thought it might be nice to say goodbye to the kids. Hopefully Harley's got 'em untangled from my cocoons by now." I was about to kiss her when I heard police sirens in the distance. About 5 cop cars must have pulled up along with a news truck with the name "Gotham City News" on the side.
About 7 cops raised their guns, preparing to take in the Green Goblin. I gave a sigh of relief, glad that I hadn't gone with my instincts and killed that parasite. My relief faded away as I saw several more cops, led by a fat man wearing a trench-coat and fedora rushed to Ivy, guns raised. "Red!" Harley called out. "Untangled the kids, and they wanted to know if they could get some autogra..." She dropped the sentence as she saw the cops closing in on her and Ivy.
"Detective Harvey Bullock, Gotham PD. Thanks, Spider." the fat detective sighed. "You've helped us in apprehending two of the most dangerous villains in Gotham." I pushed Detective Bullock away, grabbing Harley with a web and pulling her towards me. "No." I replied. "Leave them alone."
Bullock raised a thick eyebrow, looking at me with a bit of shock that soon turned to anger. "Listen, clown." he said. "I don't like costumed vigilantes to begin with. The only reason I'm letting you go is because you brought us..."
"I said NO!" I shouted. I was met with several gasps from the News Crew and the Police Department. "These women are my friends...And more than that, they're willing to change for you ungrateful people! They SAVED your CHILDREN! Have you ever considered that maybe they only became villains because you guys forced them into a corner? I guess it's just easier for you people to live in a world of black and white than it is to offer forgiveness! You're policemen for God's sake! You're supposed to help people! Ivy and Harl are working for redemption, and you spit in their faces! And you know what?"
I looked a rather angry looking Bullock directly in the face, before looking back at Ivy, her eyes wide with shock at my words. "They're better heroes than YOU WILL EVER BE!" I screamed. "ANY OF YOU!" A blond woman wearing a trench-coat, carrying a microphone and with a cameraman behind her, approached me quickly. "So, Spidey," she asked, confusion on her face "Does that mean the rumors are true? That you're Ivy and Harley's "partners in crime?"
I shook my head, trying to calm down. Bullock may have been an asshole, but this reporter just seemed manipulated...Like a lot of Bugle readers these days. Guess it was my job to set the record straight. "No...I'm...I'm giving them the second chance they never got. We met a few weeks ago, and we've become very good friends. These people aren't like Goblin, or Joker or Cassidy. They're good people...They've just been dealt a bad hand. Listen, to anyone watching. If you're a fan, if you trust me...Give them a chance. They have the potential to...To be better and more responsible heroes than I could ever be. Please...Trust in them as I did. They can only find redemption if you let them."
I motioned to Venom to grab Harley and Felicia, as I grabbed Ivy, as we swung away into the night. I gave a sigh of relief. Ivy didn't say anything the whole way back...She just smiled, looking a little sleepy. "You have a lot of faith in humanity," she admitted. "More than I have..."
I shrugged, still swinging through the air. "One must trust in order to be trusted." I told her. She nodded, looking at Venom swinging beside us. Ivy was screaming at the top of her lungs in excitement and happiness. "I'M THE QUEEN OF THE WORLD!" she screamed out. Ivy couldn't help but laugh, she looked at Black Cat for a little, a bit of a smile on her face. "Was she really your ex?" she asked.
"Yeah," I told her, as we finally landed near my house. "She's still a good friend...Figure you two would get along well. Say...You and her should have a chance to get to know each other. Last thing I want is friction with my girlfriend and my ex. Maybe you could go shopping together after some rest? You know, "Girl's Night Out?"
"Would be nice to have a Girl's Night Out" she admitted, giving a mischievous smile. I immediately knew the first thought on her mind. Let's just say she wouldn't be needing any money. I remained silent for a few seconds, my finger raised. I owed her something after my freak-out at the Bugle. "Um...Try to restrict yourself to the places that can afford it." I sighed.
"Deal." she smiled, "And we're finishing those Star Wars movies when I get back." I shrugged, "Might be too tired. I'm a little too tired...Eh, whatever, all that's on right now are Law & Order reruns and bad sitcoms. Think I'll just hit the hay till you get back."
She nodded, walking away to get ready. I took my mask off, a smile on my face...I'd controlled myself back there. And furthermore, I'd used my anger to help people instead of just go berserk. I only hoped that the Daily Bugle wouldn't twist my words...Ah, they couldn't even if they wanted to. Besides, pretty much just turned Ivy and Harl into national heroes tonight. Even if Jameson hated us, he would be alone. I went to my mirror to see if that mark was gone...Nope. Just as ugly looking and clear as it was before.
Poison Ivy
I wanted to ask more questions about his ex-girlfriend before I left with Harley and our new 'friend' Felicia. I wanted to get to know her, question her. Why did they break up? If they were together, what drifted them apart? The three of us went back to our-Harley and I-apartment to change clothes and get fixed up. Felicia quickly made herself at home that she made it seem that she lived with us for years. She knew exactly where she was going and what cabinet to open where we stash our comfort food aka junk food.
Harley followed to my room to help me dress my wound and pick out an outfit for today's 'girl's night out'. I was running low on energy but I was not going to let this moment pass me by. I sat on the corner of my bed at an angle so the wound was at arm's reach.
"You sure you want to go out, Red?" Harley said in concern as I slowly slipped off the corset leaving my upper body exposed. The wound had stopped bleeding, leaving thick dark blackish red dry blood as the wound slowly healed itself. I felt the fabric of my clothing glued to the dry blood as I slipped it off. I could feel the wound opened again and fresh blood poked out of the wound before running down my side.
"Wouldn't miss it." I gritted out when Harley began to clean the wound with a white towel and alcohol that she grabbed from the bathroom. "What are you- Holy sh-!" I hissed at her when she put the drenched towel directly on my wound. The curse words that came out of my mind would surprise everyone, well maybe not. I bit my lip muffling my scream, staying still as stone as Harley continued to clean away the dry blood and fresh blood from my side.
"Red, do you really think we can redeem ourselves?" Harley ignored my cries as she spoke. I thought that about that as well and I knew the answer. It would be a long road if we choose to go to a different path, a path that could give us a better life than the ones we have now.
"Everyone can change Harls. We just have to be strong enough to do it. For you and me, it will take a long time before the people take us seriously. With the right people who believe in us we will overcome the obstacles." The pain slowly went to the back of my mind as I spoke till nothing but an annoying tingly burning sensation was left on my skin. When I glanced down to look at Harley she had finished dressing the wound. That was fast.
"Well I want to be better. I want to be taken seriously again. If I can't be a good hero like Peter or Batman I want to regain my name, my career, and help those who lost their way back on the right track. Meeting Eddie, made me want my old life back one where I did more good and I know with Eddie by my side I can do that." Rare moments like these, where Harley and I could have a decent conversation without a single joke or laugh made me love the girl more and see her for who she is: Intelligent, beautiful, strong, and free.
"Do you feel the same with Peter, Pamela?" Another rare moment, she said my name not Red, or Ivy but my name. I thought there was another person in the room because she never said my given name, it was as if she told me the sky was the sea and the sea the sky. Totally weird.
"I guess." I stood up with shaken legs and slowly made my way to the closet to change. Harley followed me closely in case I need assistance, "He makes me want to be a better person. I don't know about being a hero but having my old life back as Pamela Isley would be nice. I use to think it was impossible to have that life again but the more I'm with Peter I feel like I can be her again."
"You are her, just sometimes she gets lost but in the end you never stop being you." Harley picked out an outfit without giving it a glance and handed it to me. It was a strapless dress that stopped at mid-thigh and it was a seductive red.
"Are we going out clubbing or shopping?" Felicia spoke as she eyed my closet and nodded in approval. I was still half dressed in the center of the closet and I threw the outfit at Felicia who quickly pressed the dress against her body. "Mind if I try it?"
"Knock yourself out." I flipped a few racks of clothing while Felicia began undressing without hesitation. Harley leaned against the small dresser that barely passed her hips with her arms on the top of the dresser. In seconds Felicia wore the red dress and it fit her like a glove, nice to know she's about my size. I could raid her closet next time. She glanced at her reflection at the mirror that was hanging on one of the doors.
"Damn, am I a piece of candy or what?" Harley and I chuckled at Felicia who was turning from every angle to see herself. "Hey how about we ditch the shopping and just hang out tonight? I mean if you two girls don't mind."
"We can tell ghost stories!" Harley pitched in. This girl wouldn't survive two seconds listening to ghost stories, heck she couldn't sleep for days after watching that horror movie she and Eddie chose. Poor Eddie didn't have a good night sleep for that whole week.
"Or we could have wine and order Chinese take-out?" I offered. I was in the middle of slipping on a turquoise tank top that was a few inches, exposing my navel when I heard both girls rushing out of my room one screaming 'I'll get the wine!' and the other 'I'll order!'. I rolled my eyes with a smile, I slipped out of the skirt and slipped on short pajama shorts that stuck to me like glue. Good thing, Eddie was gone doing whatever he was doing because this was indeed girl's night.
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The next morning, I found myself waking up on the couch with Harley on the floor next to me and Felicia half on the couch opposite from me, asleep. What the heck happened last night? The pounding headache raked through my skull reminding me that we all had too much to drink. Oh, yeah, we got drunk. Ha.
I stretched my body then jerked when sharp pain of fire stopped me mid-way. I was still in the tank top and shorts that I put on last night before the night went dark. Harley wore a white loose t-shirt with a pair of Eddie's shorts that were too long for her. Felicia had a pair of my shorts and a t-shirt that was also mine. When did they change?
Spread out on the coffee table that was in front of the couch were three bottle of wines, empty, and a few half eaten or empty take-out boxes. Tired still, I went to my bathroom to brush my teeth to get rid of the morning breath that had a mixture of what I ate the night before. Once my mouth was fresh and clean, I slipped into my covers the hangover still pounding. Ahh make it stop! That's what you get for getting drunk, you idiot.
I was about to go to sleep when a knock erupted the silence, causing the headache to pound harder. I wanted to scream, pull my hair out, anything to make it stop. "Get the door!" I shouted out but the knocking continued. I let out an angry sigh as I pushed myself from the bed and walked to the front door.
"What do you want?" I muttered angrily, opening the door with one hand while the other went through my hair, holding my head. On the opposite side of the door was a man holding a bouquet of flowers that immediately caught my attention. My headache pushed to the side when the man held out the beautiful flowers out to me.
"Pamela right?" I nodded as I reached out for them. There were a mixture of hydrangea, roses and lilies that were a perfect blend of fuchsia and orange. I brought them close to my face and inhaled their sweet scent that made me smile. "Just sign here." The delivery man handed me a clip board where I signed my name with a fake last name that I used to buy the apartment.
I closed the door with the bouquet tightly secured in my hands as I made my way to the kitchen where I planned to put it as a center piece for the small dining table. I just knew they were from Peter, no doubt about it but I never thought he would send me flowers. A slight blush sugar coated my cheeks. I saw a small white envelope sticking out of the center when I placed the bouquet on the center of the table, I reached out for it but it disappeared. I turned around to find Felicia holding the white envelope and Harley slowly making her way over to us rubbing her eyes.
"What's that?" Harley asked after she gave out a loud yawn.
"Obviously it's from Peter." Felicia answered with a smirk. "The boy sure does know how to show his love." She turned the envelope to the opening and pulled out the card. She giggled and awed, Harley quickly leaned over her shoulder to take a look. She grinned at me before taking the card from Felicia and handing it to me. I read the card and felt my heart fill up with many emotions. Love, happiness, desire.
To the most amazing woman in the world, whom I love with all my heart.
-Peter
"Ohhh he's getting lucky tonight!" Felicia laughed with a wicked grin spreading across her beautiful face. Harley clapped her hands together and began to rub them together like a mastermind with the tip of her tongue sticking out.
"What's the plan Red?"
"Let's go to VS and pick out an outfit that Peter will drool over!" As much as I enjoyed that idea, I decided against it. I mean I wouldn't mind giving him a show but one thing at a time. "I have a few outfits in mind from the Angel collection!"
"Oh why not just go in your birthday suit? That alone will have him on you in seconds." Harley suggested and Felicia flashed her a thumbs up for the idea.
"No, girls calm down." I laughed, bringing the tip of the card to my lips taping it gently. "As much as I love your ideas, I have to put those on hold."
"What, why?" They both chimed in together.
"I'm going to go on a date with him." I said. Both girls jaws dropped at my answer then shook their heads not accepting it. "What's wrong with going on a date?"
"Ahh, hello! You have time for other dates woman!" Harley protested with Felicia nodding her head. "Besides you already went on your first date with him!"
"Harley is right. Take this night to show him how much you mean to him. I for one would go to VS and buy a sexy outfit and do a bit of strip teasing while he's restrained on a chair."
"Peter and I have not had our own date. By ourselves. Him and me. We on a double date that isn't the same as a date." I crossed my arms under my chest. Talking to these two girls would only lead to naughty desires that were tempting. I made mental note that if Peter and I managed to get through one month I will happily take on of the girls' suggestions but right now I want something…normal. Peter and I earned having a normal date like normal people where we were Peter and Pamela.
I owed him that much.
"I'm not changing my mind. Now if you excuse me I have to speak to Gwen who will help me on this date unlike you two who only wants the dirty details of our sex life." I walked away leaving the two women in my kitchen as I sent a text to Gwen.
Planning a date with Peter. Help? I didn't wait long till I heard a single ping sound notifying I received a message.
Having lunch with Peter. Will call you when finish. (: Lunch? Sure enough on the message was stamped 12:18 pm. I thought it was still morning but the late night drinking messed up my biological clock but luckily I could easily get back to my routine again.
Okay, oh and don't tell him anything! Keep it a secret among friends (; Gwen was innocent and pure, I'm sure she would have some ideas unlike the other two. She had normal dates and knew her way around them. I would ask Peter but that would defeat the purpose of it being a surprise.
My lips are sealed! :D It was settled. Once Gwen was finished with Peter, I will get the much needed help. I just hope that nothing goes wrong today that would ruin it..
Spider-Man
I only hoped that Ivy got my bouquet...Figured it would be a fitting present for her. Was only hoping the girls weren't raising too much hell, though I knew in my heart that they were bound to do a LITTLE mischief. "Chaos" was Ivy's middle name. Or was it Lillian? Gwen had asked me if I could have some lunch with her at a nearby deli. Jameson told me he was busy with a big story...Could only hope that it wouldn't be anything Spider-Man related...Or worse, Ivy related. Or worse than that, Spider-Man AND Poison Ivy related. And if it was, I could only hope his lies wouldn't be too damaging.
I gave Gwen a warm hug when I arrived. At her side was her boyfriend...Dick Grayson. "Nice to see you again." I smiled. Gwen sat back down, giving a sigh of relief. "Didn't think you'd make it." she admitted. "You always seem so busy...So exhausted." I shrugged, trying to come up with a good excuse. "I'm insomniac." I lied. "Nightmare to deal with."
"That scumbag boss of yours can't help." she said. "Why don't you apply for a job at Oscorp? Dr. Crane seems to really like you!" I nodded, if I had more time on my hands that might be a good idea. Unfortunately, I didn't have too much time on my hands...You know, with Spider-Man and everything. "I'd love to, but like you said...Just too busy" Dick gave a slight smile at my words, as if he knew exactly what I meant...And what I was hiding. I didn't like that.
"How are things going with you?" I asked Gwen. Gwen smiled, "Never been better! Got a great boyfriend, just moved into a really nice apartment and Crane has me working on his biggest project yet! It's a non-lethal "fear toxin" military grade weapon. If it works, it could end wars without a single human casualty, just a short nightmare-like hallucination lasting about 20 minutes." I was impressed. Gwen had done some big projects before, but this kind of stuff was massively important on a global scale. Looked like she'd finally be getting the respect (And the money) she deserved.
"So, you hear the news about Spider-Man?" Grayson said. "Giving two dangerous criminals a second chance. Maybe he knows something we don't." Damn, he still wasn't getting over the whole "Poison Ivy" thing, was he? I tried to say it the best way I could without being too suspicious. "I trust that he's doing the right thing." I responded. "I mean, he flat out said he's trying to help them. Wouldn't be friends with them if they weren't bad people"
Grayson shrugged, "I think he's more than just 'friends' with Ivy." My eyes bulged a little, and I spat a little bit of my coffee. "What are you, superhero matchmaker?" I asked sarcastically. "Speaking of matchmakers," Gwen interrupted. "How's Pam doing?"
I couldn't help but smile, "Never been happier. Can't thank you enough for convincing her to give me a chance." Gwen laughed a little, punching my arm. "You know, YOU wanted me to blow the whole thing off." she pointed out teasingly. "Face it tiger, I know you better than you do." I shrugged, maybe she did know me better than I know myself. What with that freak-out I had at Ivy and my co-workers that only happened oh, like, yesterday. I thought about telling her about the mood swings, but decided against it.
Near the end of the lunch, Gwen grabbed my hands tightly, filled with enthusiasm. "Peter, PROMISE me you'll at least TALK to Dr. Crane this weekend!" she insisted. "Please, for me? You owe me for hooking you up with Isley." I thought about it for a little bit, I suppose it seemed like a good idea. Dr. Crane seemed like a nice enough guy, and I should really think about making it up to Gwen. "Alright." I sighed. "I'll try and meet him this weekend...But I can't promise anything."
"Awesome!" Gwen said. "I'll be working then, so I'll be sure to introduce you two!" I checked my clock, seeing that it was 5:50. Figured I should get home by now. "Great talking to you, Gwen!" I said, giving her a tight hug and lifting her off the ground. She laughed as I put her down. "Always were a hugger, Peter!" she said.
I shook Dick's hand before walking home. I waved goodbye as I walked home. I gave a sigh as I walked home, J.J was apparently going to send me the latest Daily Bugle. I waited with bated breath, the more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed that he wouldn't risk a major lawsuit. Little did I know, I'd be getting a...Pleasant surprise when I got home.