"Thanks Margo," Miles wiped his forehead.

"Ok, talk."

"I had accidentally grabbed something last time I was in the dimension with Miguel. Don't want to make an opportunity for another hole," he laughed.

"Uh huh. Funny, he doesn't really let people go to his dimension," she smirked, "Guess he likes you."

"Look, if I tell you, you gotta swear not to tell," Miles told her.

"I'm all ears."

X

The teens were all laughing and talking about things happening in their relative lives. Hobie had shared the sample of his song with Gwen and reminded her that he was waiting for her to pass along some drumming.

"I've been trying to come up with a beat, I think I got it. I'm gonna record it today," she tapped away at the table.

"You need to learn to play the sitar or something, so you can help out," Punk teased, India, tickling the sole of his foot.

"I'm busy right now, maybe in the future," Pav looked at a picture of Gayatri, "it would be cool to see another concert of yours."

"I'm trying, if Gwendy wouldn't be so lazy and help out," he teased, playfully pinching her.

"Unlike you, I'm still in school," she rolled her eyes.

"And I pity you lot a ton," he tsked, "And here I was thinking we could have you on vocals," he teased Miles.

He blushed at the idea of singing in front of a crowd, "I think i'm ok."

"You guys are always hanging out here," Ben teased the kids, "Hey Miguel? Are we to expect a new spider-man?"

"I haven't brought one in recently, no," he looked down from his monitor, "Why?"

"Theres some guy walking around, asking about you. I gave him a day pass."

The leader furrowed his eyebrows, "guide him this way," he shrugged.

Ben gave him a thumbs up, walking back out.

X

"Real tall, has a permanent pout plastered on his face," Gabriel pet the horse as he described his brother.

"Yeah, I know him," webslinger nodded, "Pretty much runs this place."

"Workaholic as always," he rolled his eyes.

"Yo," Ben called to him, "Miguel wants to see you."

"Great, of course he's here," he hurried after the blonde.

"What dimension are you from?" Ben asked.

"2099," he looked around, "So this is where Spider-men gather huh?"

"Yea, it's pretty cool. Most of us here use it for asylum," In they walked to Miguel's office, "There he is. Dear leader."

Mig finished typing away at his computer. His lift had been in the process of lowering so he was mostly on the ground. He turned and nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Gabri!? What are you doing here? How did you get here!?"

"I'm just here admiring your cult," he looked around, "Here I was worried you had been encompassed in one or on drugs again and it turns out you're the leader of one," he sent an accusatory glare to his brother.

Miles saw the dude and all color left his face.

"How did you get here?" Miguel demanded.

"Easy! I snuck into your house with my amazing spy skills," it was obvious how proud he felt.

Mig was unimpressed, "It's not sneaking if you have a key to just walk in."

"So tell me about this place, it looks cool. No wonder you never sleep," Gabri looked around, "I'm impressed."

"Gabri," he sighed.

"No, I really am," he smiled, "Where's the guy you were on the phone with?"

"Gabriel."

"Who's 'daddy' huh?" He looked around, "That guy you were talking to? Wasn't Parker. So who is he?"

"According to a large number of people, apparently me," he glared down, "How did you get here?"

The teens stared as the conversation was clearly becoming tense.

"Who's that?" Ben whispered, trying to see if any of them knew. He received a chorus of shrugs.

"His brother," Peter commented, noticing that Miles looked sick but figured he would intervene, "Hey Gabe, how's it hanging?"

"Not great. Your buddy here keeps going missing for weeks on end and he keeps leaving his d mn phone," Gabe shoved the device against his brother's chest.

Miguel glared at him, "How did you get here?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" He crossed his arms, turning his nose up.

"Little brother," he took a breath, aiming to keep calm.

"How about a tour?" He smiled, "How about you answer some of my questions and I answer a few of yours?"

Miguel's left eye twitched before he reached out, yanking his brother's ear, "I am getting tired of repeating that same sentence!" He shouted over his brother's pained yelling, "How. Did. You. Get. Here?"

"There was a portal!" Gabe grit his teeth, standing on his toes, gripping Miguel's wrist in an attempt to relieve the pain, "Leggo of the ear!"

Jess turned to look at Miles, noticing him suddenly missing. That kid! "Miguel," she started, "It does us no good to lose our temper."

Gabe rubbed his ear, glancing to her, "Who is she?"

"That's 'mummy'," Hobie called out, wanting more drama.

He raised both eyebrows, looking back at his brother, "Oh. Yes she is."

"Why are you here?"

"I was worried about you, what do you think?" Gabe complained.

"You dont need to worry about me. I am the one who worries. Hence why you look your age and I keep getting mistaken for 40," Miguel rolled his eyes, "I'm not an idiot. There is nothing at my house that would get you here. So where was this portal located?"

"How long did it take to build all this? A year? More?" Gabe started to walk away as his brother questioned him, "Man, no wonder I barely see you. If I had my own cult I wouldn't be home either."

"Gabriel…"

"Come on, where's my tour?" He looked about the office, "More kids, no surprise there."

"You are not a spiderman, so you shouldn't even be here," he grabbed the bridge of his nose, "Hobie, give me one of your belts."

Gabe turned, "Huh?"

"Studded or normal?" Punk had both on.

"Normal, studs will hurt my hand," he pointed out.

"Wait, what?" Gabe was a bit more concerned.

Mig wrapped the belt around his hand, holding the buckle firmly as Gabe backed up, "Ok, you have attempted to embarrass me, again, in front of my workers. I will succeed in embarrassing you if you don't answer my question."

Pete tapped Mig's shoulder, "Don't you think you're overreacting a bit, he's just looking out?"

Mig glared at him, before snatching Gabe by the shirt, "Talk or I beat you like you skipped school to smoke kush."

"Ok, ok, no need to get violent now," Gabri put his hands up, "Think of the children."

"Do not play with me," Miguel warned him, "Talk."

"Ok, I went to your house to see if beyond belief you were there. I didn't see you but I saw this portal," he shuffled, "Looked like this," he used his phone's flash on Miguel, causing him to let him go and drop, holding his eyes in pain.