(A/N: I do not own Spiderman. That right belongs to Sony).
*The same day*
Harry Osborn had just gotten out of detention. Today was officially the worst day of his life. His now ex-girlfriend verbally told him off after publicly dumping him, he was now officially the laughing stock and the most hated person in school and his once best friend Peter Parker was now his arch rival. This was a nightmare scenario for him and it ate at him pretty badly. He didn't exactly know how he was going to handle this but he had a few ideas.
If he was going down, he wasn't going down alone. Spiderman would pay. Peter would pay. Everyone would pay, even Gwen. He took another dose of Globulin Serum and called over his limo to take him home. Thankfully, he still had a few things his father had left behind, including the family limo. He needed to plan a few things.
*Later that night*
Two armed mask thugs were robbing a convenient store by a gas station. Inside was a mother with her daughter. Both were cowered to the ground as one kept a gun on them while the other was verbally threatening a cashier.
"Money in the bag! Now!" The thug holding the cashier hostage said, holding an empty wool sack.
"Y-y-yes. Ok. Just don't hurt me" The cashier mumbled as he opened the register and started placing money in the bag.
"W-what are you going to do to us?" The little girl whimpered.
"No worries little girl. We'll be out of your hair as soon as the pretty lady gives up her pretty pearl necklace she's got" The man holding the mother and child hostage.
"These?! They're fake! They're not worth anything" The mother said, her face covered in tears.
"Then you won't mind giving them up then. Hand them over. Now" The burglar reiterated.
"Hey scumbag, that's no way to talk to a lady" A female voice from nearby said.
The two burglars turned and saw a white haired lady dressed in a black catsuit and a mask standing down an aisle leaning against the wall with her foot up against the said wall and her arms crossed. She had a smirk on her face.
"Who the...who the fuck are you?!" The burglar holding the mother and daughter hostage said, switching his attention from them to her, pointing his gun at .
"The name's Black Cat. Usually, I don't do this kind of thing but my man does this quite often so I'd thought it'd be good for our relationship for me to take up some of his hobbies. Also, I really hate it when a punk points a gun at a child" Cat said with a glare at the scumbag burglar.
"Well lucky for you then I'm pointing it at you now" The burglar said, pointing his gun at Cat. She just rolled her eyes and smirked.
"You know, I'm pretty sure my boyfriend wouldn't appreciate the fact that you're pointing a gun at me. He can get quite defensive" Cat said, examining her nails as if nothing else was going on that she should be worried about (And there wasn't really).
"Oh yeah, who is he?" The burglar asked, mockingly.
Suddenly the burglar felt a tap on his shoulder. He practically jumped as he turned around. Thankfully, his finger was off the trigger so he didn't shoot which made him relieved as it would cause alarms to go off. However, that was the least of his worries as he turned to face Spiderman in full costume hanging from a web fluid from the ceiling.
"Peek a boo. Spidey here" The hero quipped as he punched the burglar in the face which sent him on his back. The impact of both the punch and his head landing on the floor caused him to lose consciousness
"Jesus!" The other burglar said. He then jumped over the counter and grabbed the cashier. He held the gun right to his head.
As Spiderman dropped and turned to the other burglar, the burglar turned both himself and the cashier towards the hero.
"Not one move, Spidey! One move and he gets it!" The burglar said.
"Huh now you see that puts an interesting spin on things. Here I am, way over here and you're way over there and if I make a single move, you'll become a murderer and go to prison for life over a couple hundred bucks at best. Sounds like I'm in a pickle. However, there's one other thing you're forgetting here" Spiderman said, confidently.
"Oh yeah? What's that?" The burglar asked, shaking nervously.
Suddenly an impact from below his hand, from what turned out to be a boot, kicked the gun out of his hand.
The burglar let go of the cashier and turned to see a familiar white haired cat-themed thief standing in his face.
"Hello. Remember me?" She asked before uppercutting him and kicking him to the stomach, knocking him to the ground. The impact also caused him to lose consciousness.
"Never thought I'd see the day Black Cat would stop a robbery" Spiderman playfully quipped.
"Stranger things have happened" Cat said, shrugging.
"Wow...thanks a lot. You guys really saved us back there" The cashier said, sighing the biggest sigh of relief he'd ever had.
"It's no trouble. All in a days worth" Spiderman said, walking over to the counter.
"It's extremely worth it when I can see this handsome fella in full uniform. Though I wish you'd go black again. It made you look sexy" She said as she grabbed the front of his spandex outfit and pulled it over to her, giving him a deep but brief smooch through his mask before pulling away.
"Caaaat...not in front of the civilians" Spiderman whined which caused Black Cat to roll her eyes but kept on a smile.
"So as a thanks for saving our skin, why don't you keep some of the money here" The cashier said, taking a couple twentys out of the bag.
"Oh that won't be necessary, sir. We're heroes and as my kind and caring boyfriend said to me, heroes do this for the protection of citizens, not profit" Black Cat convincingly. However, a certain Spider wasn't buying it.
He grabbed a hold of Cat's waist and felt around.
"Now now, Spider. Let's wait until we take it back home" Cat said teasingly, although she knew full well what he was doing.
"Uh-huh" Spiderman said as he managed to grab a hold of quite a few twenties in a secret pocket. Cat just smirked at him, not looking sorry at all.
After rolling his eyes, he turned to the cashier and tossed them to him.
"I believe these belong to you. Sorry about her, she's still in the reform phase" Spiderman said, explaining his girlfriend's actions.
"Uh...no problem. I mean I did offer it" The cashier said, shrugging.
"Anyway, we have lots to get to tonight with us being superheroes and all so we'll being seeing you. Come on, Cat" Spiderman said, pulling on Cat's arm who jumped over the counter.
"Alright, I'm coming. You'll have to forgive him, sir. He always gets antsy when he wants to make out" Cat said to the cashier, which caused Peter Parker behind his Spiderman costume to blush deeply.
"Uh...That's not exactly-" Spiderman said before Cat cut him off.
"Alright, if you insist, beau. Let's get going" She said, pulling him away to the door. The automatic doors opened, allowing them to leave which caused flustered and confused people left in the store.
The cashier waited a minute to contemplate what just happened until he got up the landline to call the police.
"Wow...we just saw Spiderman! That. Is so. Cool!" The little girl said to her mother who just had a blank look of shock on her face.
*Rooftops of New York*
"Cat, you know I love you with all my heart but must you do that? Jesus" Spiderman said, exasperated as he and Cat walked on top of the rooftops of Queens.
"Hey, don't act like you don't like it and I like putting us on display" Cat said, rubbing her body against Spiderman's and traced random shapes on his chest with her finger.
"Now Cat, you know I would love nothing more than to sit here and make out with you all night long but it's a school night...for both of us as you insisted" Peter said, reminding her of her teaching assistant duties.
"Oh, you always have to ruin a girl's fun don't you" Cat said, playfully pouting. Spiderman just gave her a stern look that she could see through the expression of his mask. She just gave a sigh.
"Alright, you win. But you owe me a kiss and not through the mask. Lip to lip" Cat declared.
"Ok, ok. I know. Go ahead" Spiderman said.
Cat then lifted his mask to where she could see his lips and then gave him a nice, soft kiss with a little tongue action for a minute before pulling apart from each other.
"I'll see you at class, handsome" Cat said, winking at him and then running off the building into the night.
Spiderman just chuckled. Black Cat was certainly a handful, that was for sure but she was so cute and loveable while doing it.
Patrol was done for the night but he had one more thing to do before he went home.
*Allan Residence, 20 minutes later*
Liz was brushing her long hair in front of the mirror in her room. She had received a text from Peter that he had wanted to talk real quick for a moment.
Of course, if he was like any other boyfriend, he would talk to her at the front door like any normal person would. However, he wasn't any ordinary boyfriend as it turned out. He was a superhero so he was going to come in through the window of her room.
As Liz was done dolling herself up, she heard a light knock at her window. She turned and initially saw nothing there but she knew better. The Latina cheerleader walked to the window and opened it. A second later, Spiderman, hanging upside down, came down on a strand of web from above.
"Hello, Ms. Allan. Your friendly neighborhood Spiderman on a nightly routine. Mind if I come in and do an inspection to make sure that Rhino or the Sandman aren't launching a surprise attack from under your bed?" Spiderman quipped.
Liz giggled though the initial thought made her mentally shiver.
"Sure thing, Spiderman" The teenage girl said, gesturing inward to her room.
Spiderman jumped inside the room. At that moment, Liz closed the window and closed the drapes.
"So how was patrol, Petey? It's ok for me to call you that, right?" Liz asked, making sure.
"Yeah, no biggie. We're alone now" Peter said, taking off his Spiderman mask. Liz looked up and down his outfit and flushed at his well-built body. She had seen his costume on Halloween and had been impressed by the level of detail in his costume but she really had always felt like maybe he was wearing fake muscles to compliment the scrawny body he had from when he wore glasses. She had no idea he was this ripped and she certainly had no idea it was the genuine article from under the costume.
"Uh, Liz...you ok, there?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow as he caught her staring.
"Huh...oh! Yeah. Yeah, Petey. I'm good. Anyway, you still didn't answer my question. How was patrol" Liz said, flushing deeply and wanting desperately to change the subject.
"It was ok. Cat got a little frisky tonight but I guess that's to be expected from her" Peter said, rolling his eyes but smirking.
Liz rolled her eyes and lightly pouted. She was mostly alright with sharing her boyfriend with a gorgeous bombshell like Felicia Hardy but she still had some hurdles to go through. "Yeah, I guess that would be typical of her"
"Ah, relax, Liz. It didn't go past a kiss" Peter said, sensing a bit of jealousy. He leaned over and lightly kissed her cheek.
"Alright, alright. I'm cool. Anyway, what's up? I'm guessing you didn't come over just to tell me goodnight?" Liz asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No. I talked with Dr. Connors over E-mail. He said he'd be willing to run some tests on you to see if you have...well...you know but he needs a blood sample like I said he would" Peter said, getting serious.
Liz's face suddenly turned a bit grim. "Oh yeah, right. I almost forgot"
"Yeah so... I kinda have to prick your finger and get a blood sample...that is if you're still ok with this because you know, there's other ways we can deal with this if you're not up for this" Peter said, trying to make her feel as comfortable as possible.
"No, no. It's alright. I want to know and while I don't know Dr. Connors as well as you, he and his wife seem like they know their stuff and if you trust them more than Warren, so do I" Liz said, nodding in affirmation.
Peter suddenly got out a lancet he had got from a drug store after school from a hidden pocket in his suit. He gently grabbed Liz's hand, particularly her finger and held it up to the device. Liz closed her eyes in anticipation as the device pricked her finger and tiny drops of blood started oozing out.
After collecting a small but sufficient sample of blood, Peter put the lancet back in his hidden pocket and got out a small band-aid from the same pocket as well. He lightly placed it on Liz's finger and gave it a small kiss.
"Sorry" Peter said, twinging a bit in guilt.
"It's ok, Petey. It was necessary" Liz said, examining the band-aid on her finger.
"Yeah...so anyway, I figure I got to get going. I'll see you tomorrow" Peter said, kissing her lightly and reaching down to his mask so he could put it back on.
"Oh wait, Petey! Before you go...I was...wondering if you could do something for me real quick" Liz said, flushing a bit.
"Oh. Ok, yeah, sure. What is it?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well...could you uh...flex for me real quick?" Liz asked, smiling a little embarrassingly.
Peter just raised an eyebrow. "Uh...I'm sorry, what?"
"Well...I mean I haven't really seen you in your costume before...or at least not since you told me you were Spiderman so I was wondering if you could just do a bit of flexing for me? Please?" Liz said, giving an adorable pair of pouty, brown, puppy-dog eyes to Peter. The boy in question rolled his eyes and shook his head. After giving a sigh, he opened his mouth.
"Alright. I guess I do owe you that much" Peter said then raised his arms and gave a pose, displaying his muscles in his skintight spandex.
"Ay dios mio" Liz said, fanning herself before Peter gave another pose.
"You satisfied yet?" Peter said, smirking. He had to admit, this was kind of demeaning...but here he was, a guy who just not long ago, was deemed undesirable by almost every girl at Midtown, displaying his muscles to a popular and beautiful Latina cheerleader who was crazy enough to give him a 2nd chance after the way he treated her when they were first together. He had been in worse scenarios.
"Just one more moment" Liz said as she mentally took pictures in her mind. A few more seconds later, she nodded her head, signaling he could stop.
"Alright then. Hope you enjoyed the show but I got to get back. I have a curfew after all" Peter insisted.
"I know. Have a nice night, babe" Liz said, grabbing his face and kissing him square on the lips.
After a moment of kissing, they parted and Peter put on his mask again, becoming Spiderman again at that moment.
"Well all in all, Ms. Allan, I'd say this was a very successful inspection. Keep it up" Spiderman playfully quipped.
Liz giggled. "Glad I lived up to your expectations, Spiderman. Please come back anytime"
"Well I don't know about me but I know a guy called Peter Parker who seems quite interested in coming over here from time to time. You know, the guy who keeps on taking pictures of me? He seems kinda cool. Nice brown hair, wears a blue t-shirt every day, exceptionally smart if I say so myself" Spiderman said.
Liz giggled. "Yes, I know him. I'd love to have him over from time to time"
"I'll see you later, babe" Peter said, giving her another kiss on the cheek through the mask. At that time, he went to the window, opened the drapes and then opened the window to swing out. Liz closed the window afterwards.
*Osborn Reisdence, a few hours earlier*
The elevator doors opened to the Osborn penthouse and Harry threw his backpack on the beige couch. His mother was sitting down on a chair and reading a magazine before she looked up and saw her son's angry face.
"Something the matter, Harry?" Emily Osborn asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Gwen dumped me" Harry simply said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Why?" Emily asked, getting a concerned face.
"She loves Peter. Always has. Only went out with me as a rebound and out of pity" Harry said, pouting and sitting on the couch next to his backpack.
"Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Well maybe it's for the best. It's not healthy to be in a loveless relationship like that" Emily said, patting his shoulder, trying to console him.
"At least I had a relationship. Before, I was a loser, even when I was going out with Glory for a couple days before she went back to Kenny, a 350 pound behemoth" Harry said, huffing.
"You're not a loser, Harry. These guys, Flash Thompson, Kenny Kong, they peak in high school. Hardly any high school football player goes on to play pro, even if they're really good. Only a select few really make it. Once they get out of college, assuming they even go, they'll probably spend the rest of their lives bagging groceries or behind a cash register" Emily explained.
"Even if that's true, it doesn't fix my current predicament" Harry said, still pouting.
"Just relax, honey. Good things will start happening to you. I promise they will" Emily said, kissing Harry's head.
"Yeah...I think they will soon...I gotta go do some homework" Harry said, taking up his backpack again and walking to his room.
"Alright. I'll order us some dinner in a little bit" Emily said, going back to her magazine as Harry walked inside his room.
Once inside, Harry got out his Osberry and dialed a number he got from his father's records.
"Hello? Donald Menken speaking" His father's old assistant said from the other line.
"Mr. Menken, it's Harry. I wanted to speak to you about something" Harry said with a dark look on his face.