OK, so much stuff goes on in this chapter it's not even funny.

Well, it might be.

you'll have to let me know on that one... my attempts at humor aren't usually good ones.

Anyway, it's come to my attention that I ramble a lot during my author's notes, so I'll cut this one short.

-R.E

Linzy's pov

Chapter 10

"I wanna leave a legacy, how will they remember me, did I chose to loooovveee, did I point to yo-"

"LINZY! Can you cut it out?! I'm trying to sleep!"

My voice trailed off as I realized I had been singing aloud and not I'm my head. "Oops. Sorry peter," I said as I stepped out of the kitchen and entered the living room, cake batter dripping from the whisk I held in my hand. "Makes the work go faster, ya know?" he groaned and rolled over, the blanket twisting between him and the couch. "And if you wanted to sleep, why not use your own bed? It's probably more comfortable than the couch…"

"None-ya"

"…huh?"

"None-ya business."

I blinked.

"Right…anyway, will you keep an eye on the brownies for me? I'm about to put them in the oven but I have to run some errands."

"Sure, Linzy. Now leave me alone so I can sleep."

"Pfft. Lazy boy…"

"I am not a sofa. If I was, I would know."
I blinked.

How did he get my reference? Even I didn't catch that until the last second.

Shaking my head I walked back into the kitchen and poured the brownie batter into a pan then slid it into the oven.

"Ok, I'm going out now," I called, shedding my oven mitts and apron.

"Hey, were exactly are you going?"

"I thought I'd get a head start on the grocery's this week so Aunt May doesn't have to get them."

"Ok. Pick up some salt & vinegar chips while you're out, k?"

"Okee-doke."

With that I pulled on my tennis shoes and headed out the door.

Five minutes later

Here I am, singing an old Irish folksong:

" I'll tell me ma when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone. They pulled my hair and they stole my comb, well that's alright till-Oh. Hey Mary Jane!" I chirped happily, ending my song with a smile.

"Oh, hey Linzy. What's up?"

"Not much, just going to pick up some groceries."

I motioned to my grocery bag in a flourish.

"Ok. I guess I'll see at school tomorrow?"

"Oh," I said, a bit put off by her abruptness.

Guess she's busy or something.

"Yeah, nice seeing you MJ!"

"You to."

With that, she turned and ran off.

"Huh."

'I can't help thinking that was a bit out of character…' T.B commented.

'Yup.'

'you don't sound concerned.'

'Why should I be? MJ's a big girl; she can take care of herself. I'm sure it's nothing, anyways.'

'Then why are you staring off after her like your scared she's going to fall off a cliff?'

'I am not!'

'Yeah, you kinda are…'

'Whatever, crazy talking backpack…'

I shook my head and tuned him out, humming quietly as I entered the grocery store. I was browsing the candy aisle when my back started to buzz.

"What the heck-?"

"Your phone is ringing." My disgruntled backpack muttered.

"Oh."

I took my phone from him and checked the caller id. "It's Peter; I wonder what's up… Hello?"

"Hey Linzy, are you at the grocery store now?"

"Um, yeah."

"Will you buy some toothpaste and a new brush? I kinda accidentally broke yours…"

"…You broke my hairbrush?!"

"Yeah, I just told you that."

"…"

"Linzy?"

"…Yes, I'll pick up toothpaste and a hairbrush. Bye."

I hung up before he could respond.

How…why…when- ugh. He broke my hairbrush.

Seriously?

What was he doing with it anyway… web shooter practice?

I sighed in annoyance as I looked blankly over the different toothpaste brands.

"Mr. Breezes, Fresher Clean, Sparkly White…these are name brands?!"

Ok, so some things just don't try to make sense.

I see how it is.

I grabbed the "sparkly white" and tossed it in my basket.

'Amazing how something so mundane such as buying toothpaste exists in such a universe filled with superheroes and villains. Come to think of it, I've only ever seen them on T.V since I got here…' I mused, completely oblivious to the world as I wandered over to the hair-care products.

'I mean, sure, I guess they can't be everywhere at once, but it'd be nice to see the action for a change…'

'Be careful what you wish for, you spazztastic super-hero fan girl.'

'Says the sadistic talking backpack who can't mind his own business.' I scoffed.

'This talking backpack has proven himself to be quite resourceful and smart (not to mention, incredibly handsome) in the past, so I'd watch what you say, Miss bookworm."

'Seriously? "Miss bookworm"? I thought you'd have a better insult than that."

'I- hey look out!'

I ducked out of instinct and my momentum carried me to the floor. I sat down hard as a blue and red clad figure vaulted over my head and slammed into the wall behind me, pinned down by needle-thin black quills that kept him from moving.

No way, is he seriously here right now?!

I sighed, slightly annoyed at the too-good-to-be-true timing.

"Hey spidey. Looks like you're fighting a strong one today, huh?" I asked, walking calmly over and beginning to pull the quills out with a pair of pliers I took from T.B.

"Um...yes? Do I know you?"

Um…Paranoia much?

"I should hope not, I try not to associate with overpowered teenagers decked out in brightly colored spandex." The words rolled off my tongue before I could think, and to be perfectly honest I was proud of that amazing comeback.

"Teenager?" he repeated. "Miss, I can assure you I'm the manliest man you've ever met."

I burst out laughing.

"S- sorry! I just…ha! That was funny." I wiped a tear from my eye and sighed.

…This would be incredibly awkward if I didn't know I was messing with my cousin.

"…I am somewhat offended by that…"

Before I could make another amazing retort another crash rang though the air.

"LINNNNZZZZZYYYYYYYYY!"

All I saw was a blur of burgundy streaking towards me before the breath was knocked out of me.

It took me a moment to register my shock.
"Kass?!"

"AHH! HELP ME LINZY, SHE'S GONNA KILL ME!" she screamed, her arms constricting around my waist.

"…Wha? Who's gonna kill you?! What are you talking about?!"

A cold snicker came from the direction of the door.

"That would be me. It seems I might've scarred her for life while holding her hostage…who knew?"

I turned to face the new voice and Kass squeaked, turning in a spilt second to where she was hiding behind me.

"…Who the heck are you?!" I demanded, ignoring the struggling superhero behind me."

"More importantly, WHY WERE YOU HOLIDNG MY FRIEND HOSTAGE?!"

The woman before me was wearing a skin-tight black body suit and high heel boots, as well as a full face mask with war paint. A gloved hand reached up to her face and removed the mask, only to show an equally horrifying visage below.

"Jay-bird."

I breathed, my eyes widening in shock.

"Yes."

"What are you doing here?!"

"Keeper, don't you know by now I always show up when you move? The scientists found a way to link my biomass to you …meaning, I go where you go."

I grit my teeth, glancing back at the spider though my eyelashes as he spoke.

"Ok, am I the only one who has no clue what's going on here?!"

Kass' eyes popped open, she'd only just now noticed him.

Quickly she detached herself from me and picked her way over the destroyed groceries before starting to help him get down, muttering something about how I should give her cookies for not finding her sooner.

Ignoring them I faced Jay bird and glared darkly.

"What do you want from me? It's not like Kass and I do this on purpose!"

"In the beginning, I only pursued you because my superior's told me to. But It's not about capturing you anymore." Her eyes flashed, and I sensed the malice pressured behind them. "I'm going to kill you."