Friday, Morning
Tombstone's car comes to a stop in front of his building. He looks out his window to see a horde of news reporters standing around.
One of his bodyguards exits the driver side of the car and opens the backseat door to allow Tombstone to exit.
Several of the reporters rush Tombstone, with his bodyguard trying to hold them back.
"Mr. Lincoln, is it true you're the supposed Big Man of crime?"
"How will Silvermane and Doctor Octopus' incarceration affect your business?"
"How long do you think the FBI's investigations will last?"
"No comments," Tombstone says as he motions past the reporters, though he notices among the crowd is Robbie Roberston, before entering the building.
In the lobby, Tombstone sees FBI agent Fred Duncan, who turns to face him.
"Agent Duncan," Tombstone says, approaching. "How much longer will the Feds run their little witch hunt."
"Guess until we find our witch, Mr. Lincoln," Duncan shrugs his shoulders.
Tombstone gives an annoyed expression.
Tombstone enters his office with the bodyguard, as Tombstone is on a smartphone, before he hangs up.
"Now to top it all off, my ex-wife is being harassed by the feds as well," Tombstone says, approaching his other bodyguard. "You better have some good news for me."
The bodyguard hands Tombstone a photograph.
Tombstone smiles as he looks at the photograph, showing Hammerhead's chauffeur, just after she stepped out of a car and looking around, "Finally found her, and where she is, he can't be too far."
Tombstone walks past his bodyguards, toward a window, "Thanks to the Feds, I had to put certain operations on hold, but I can't allow Hammerhead's betrayal to go unpunished."
"Convergent"
Friday, Afternoon
As class is dismissed, Mr. Warren turns away from the chalkboard to face his students, who are gathering their backpacks.
"Have a fun weekend, everyone, but remember to study the reading materials from today," Mr. Warren tells them. "Especially you, Mr. Thompson and Mr. Kong."
Flash and Kenny stop walking toward the exit, with Kenny nervously rubbing the back of his head.
"Mr. Parker, Ms. Stacy, a word," Mr. Warren says to Peter and Gwen, with them walking over to their teacher.
"Mr. Warren…" Gwen says, as she and Peter approach him.
"I'm just curious about how my brother is doing at the Bio-Lab," Mr. Warren says.
"Oh, hum, he's doing a very good job," Gwen says. "The lab wouldn't be able to solve that blood virus problem without his leadership."
Mr. Warren grins, "Happy to hear that. I am very proud of my little brother." Mr. Warren clears his throat. "Thank you very much."
Shortly, Gwen and Peter are leaving the classroom.
"Do you think we should've told Mr. Warren about what the Drs. Connors warned us before they left New York?" Gwen asks.
"I don't know," Peter quickly says, before starting to walk past her. "Excuse me."
"Oh, okay," Gwen says, as she watches Peter, then sighing. "Guess I kinda deserve that."
Meanwhile, Sally and Rand stand next to some lockers, with Rand typing on his phone.
"We should go to the mall on Saturday, it'll be awhile, but Sunday…" Sally says, then looks at Rand. "Are you listening?"
"Yeah," Rand is typing. "But I might have other plans on Sunday."
Sally crosses her arms, as Rand types a text to his father that reads: "Still doing Easter Parade?"
Robbie texts on his phone: "Not sure".
Robbie holds down his phone and looks across the street to see the crowd in front of Tombstone's office building is dying down.
Robbie's phone beeps, with him holding it up to see a text from an unknown caller saying: "Come on up".
From his office's window, Tombstone is watching as Robbie walks away, down a sidewalk. Tombstone lowers his smartphone, while continuing to watch.
Saturday, Morning
Peter is hurrying down the house's stairs, making his way into the kitchen, "I feel bad about brushing off Gwen yesterday, but I must focus on finding Mister Negative." He approaches the refrigerator. "And today might just be the day. Just need to grab a quick drink…"
Peter opens the refrigerator, grabs a small orange juice bottle, when he notices several egg cartons.
"That is a lot of eggs." Peter thinks to himself, before closing the refrigerator door. "Aunt May must be working on her new cookbook."
Peter starts to leave the kitchen, when Aunt May comes down the stairs.
"Peter, about Sunday morning…" Aunt May starts.
"I might be busy all weekend, Aunt May," Peter says, as he opens the front door. "I'll catch up with you later, promise."
"Sure thing…" Aunt May says, as she watches as Peter closes the door behind him, disappointed.
The chauffeur exits a car outside a rundown motel, carrying a large bag.
After a few minutes, she approaches a room's door on the second floor and knocks on the door twice, then knocks it three more times. She hears the door getting unlocked, before she pushes the door open and approaches to find Hammerhead sitting under a single lightbulb.
"About time you get back, Myrna," Hammerhead says.
"Sorry, boss, I had to make sure I wasn't followed," Myrna, the chauffeur, closes the door behind her and approaches him.
"This place is such a dump, nobody will suspect I will be here," Hammerhead stands up. "Make for a pretty good hideout. Now, you got what I asked for?"
"It wasn't easy, boss," Myrna pulls a blueprint out of the bag. "But I got the blueprints for the bank owned by Toben Bomst."
"Tobe Bomst," Hammerhead smiles. "Anagram for Tombstone."
Robbie is sitting at a desk, with his head lying on the desk surface, as a hand gently nudges his shoulder.
Robbie wakes up as he sits up, finding himself in his home office, with Rand standing next to him, "Rand…?"
"Dad, you were out all night," Rand tells him, before lowering his shoulders. "But you should still sleep in an actual bed."
"I didn't want to disturb your mom," Robbie stretches his arms. "And as for being out all night, I was working late."
Rand crosses his arms, "I thought the last nights ended when you were promoted a few years ago."
"Rand, I'm working on an assignment too important to entrust to anyone else," Robbie explains.
Rand uncrosses his arms and turns to leave, "Jamesome should trust it to someone without a family."
After Rand leaves, Robbie sighs, and speaks softly, "I can't trust it to even Jameson…"
Saturday, Afternoon
Across the street, Robbie watches as Tombstone's car leaves his office building.
Robbie places his hands in his pockets, "I hope I know what I'm doing."
"What are you doing?"
Robbie turns with a startled to see coming out of an alley's shadows is Tombstone.
"Mr. Lincoln?" Robbie's surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"Why so informal?" Tombstone spreads his arms. "Besides you should know I'm more than capable of eluding some federal lackeys when need be." He lowers his arms. "Now, what are you doing, Robbie?"
"I-I was just thinking," Robbie claims.
"You should be careful about thinking too much," Tombstone tells him. "You might not be able to handle the consequences."
Tombstone starts to turn away.
"And what are you up to?" Robbie asks.
Tombstone looks over his shoulder, "I'm gonna teach the cost of consequences to someone else."
Robbie watches as Tombstone walks back through the alley.
Blackie Gaxton comes out of an apartment building, counting a handful of cash, before he stuffs it into his pocket.
"Not a bad day at all," Blackie says.
Suddenly, a pair of weblines hit Blackie's shoulders and he is pulled up, then webbed to the side of the building's fire escape.
Blackie looks to the side to see Spider-Man landing on the fire escape, "Should know my good day wouldn't last."
"Now Blackie, don't be like that," Spider-Man says, then crosses his arms. "Though since The Big Sky Billiard Room was burned down, it got a lot harder to find you. Have you been avoiding me?"
"I have to make a living," Blackie shrugs his shoulders as best as he could. "What do you want?"
"I'm looking for Mister Negative," Spider-Man says.
"Never heard of him," Blackie claims.
"Are we really doing this song and dance, Blackie old buddy," Spider-Man says, before he looks down over the edge of the fire escape. "Mhm, I hope my new webbing isn't weaker than usual."
Blackie looks down, seeing how high up they are, then gulps, "I-I might or might not have heard of a certain Mister Negative… but if I had, I had no idea where he could be found. His Inner Demons are a complete mystery. There aren't even any clues on how to join such an operation."
A phone ring goes off, with Spider-Man pulling out his Osberry phone.
"Need to get that?" Blackie says, with a slight smirk.
Spider-Man grabs Blackie, pulls him out of the webbing and drops him onto the fire escape, then jumps up to the roof.
"Yeah yeah, I can see myself down," Blackie complains, as he returns to his feet.
Walking across the roof, Spider-Man pulls up his mask slightly, revealing his mouth, then answers his phone, "Mr. Robertson?"
"Peter, sorry to bother you on a Saturday, but…" Robbie starts.
"Something wrong, Mr. Robertson?" Spider-Man asks.
"Listen, I know you said that Spider-Man had cut you off, but I need to talk with him as soon as possible," Robbie says. "Could you set up a meeting?"
Spider-Man's eyes widened.
Rand and Sally are sitting at a table outside the Coffee Beans. Rand appears to be distracted.
"C'mon, Randy, why don't we go see a movie," Sally suggests. "We could even go see one of your… action movies." Sally rolls her eyes after her pause.
"I'm not in the mood," Rand says.
Sally sighs, "Serious, Randy, I don't understand the problem. Tomorrow you're free to do whatever you want."
"I know it probably sounds kinda lame, but every year my family spends Easter together," Rand explains. "Going to the Easter Festival, wearing ridiculous bonnets."
"Ergh, bonnets are a total major fashion crime," Sally says.
Rand chuckles slightly, "I actually think they were ridiculously fun." He sighs. "But my father might be too busy with work and can't come."
At the Battery, a park at the south end of Manhattan, Robbie is standing next to a tree, looking out at the Hudson River in the distance.
Robbie sighs, "Perhaps this a waste of time…"
"Should I be insulted?"
Robbie turns to see Spider-Man sticking to the side of a tree, "Spider-Man?"
"I heard you want to talk," Spider-Man says.
"I'm sure you're busy, but…" Robbie starts. "For the last few months I've been conflicted about a story that if I publish, could ruin my reputation."
"What story could do that?" Spider-Man asks.
Robbie turns away, "Simple put, I knew L. Thompson Lincoln… when we were kids."
Young teenagers Robbie and Lonnie are leaving a store before walking down a sidewalk, "I don't remember how we became friends, I think it was something that just happened at school, but we were friends for a long time. But we weren't what I would call 'perfect friends'."
Lonnie takes a pack of chewing gum out of his pocket and starts to open it, which Robbie notices.
"You didn't pay for that," Robbie realizes.
Lonnie removes and unwraps a stick of gum, "Like they gonna miss one pack." He tosses the stick of gum in his mouth, starting to chew it."
"Still not right, Lonnie," Robbie says.
"Light up, Robbie," Lonnie says, between chews.
"Even back then, I realized Lonnie had always walked close to the line between right and wrong, good and bad…"
Robbie and Lonnie continue to walk down the sidewalks.
"But at the time, I never thought he would actually cross it."
Robbie walks through a park, when he stops and sees Lonnie talking to a couple people, one of which is wearing a leather jacket.
"As we get older, Lonnie starts hanging out with some unsavory people, and then…"
Few years later, in Lonnie's apartment, he holds up a map in front of Robbie.
"This is perfect, Robbie," Lonnie shoves the map to Robbie's hands. "I have the route completely mapped out. This will mark my name in the underworld." He gently pats the back of his hand at Robbie's shoulder. "And there will be pretty scratch for everyone involved."
"You're out of your mind, Lonnie," Robbie pushes the map back into Lonnie's hands.
"Don't be stupid, Robbie," Lonnie says.
"I'm not," Robbie says. "I got accepted to college. I even got an internship with a newspaper. I can't do anything that could ruin that, that could ruin my future."
Robbie starts to walk past Lonnie, but Lonnie places a hand on Robbie's shoulder.
"You have always been too good for your own sake, Robbie," Lonnie tells him.
"You have always been too bad for your own sake," Robbie says.
Lonnie gets angry and pushes Robbie, slamming his back against a wall.
"Watch it, Robbie," Lonnie starts. "If you tell the police or papers about my heist, your future could still get ruined."
Robbie stares at Lonnie, placing a hand on his own shoulder.
Robbie had placed a hand on his own shoulder, "That was the last time I had ever seen Lonnie…"
Robbie releases his shoulder and turns to face Spider-Man, "Then years ago, I heard about the respectable businessman L. Thompson Lincoln, so I thought he had turned over a new leaf…"
Robbie sighs and rubs his eyes, "But between the rumors of the Big Man of crime, and Lonn…" Robbie lowers his hand. "Lincoln being exposed as the Big Man last Valentine, I realized it was just wishful thinking."
"Okay, I'll admit, wasn't expecting any of that," Spider-Man thinks to himself, before asking, "Why are you telling me this?"
"I guess… I need to talk with someone who knows it can't be easy to do the right thing," Robbie admits.
Spider-Man's eyes widened, "Wasn't expecting that either."
"And I know Jameson hadn't made it easy for you," Robbie says.
"That's an understatement," Spider-Man jumps off the tree, standing face to face with Robbie. "Honestly, I don't know what to say, except… if I have the power to tell the truth, then I have the responsibility to tell the truth."
Robbie smiles, "That's very wise. You gave me a lot to think about, thanks."
Spider-Man starts to turn away, "Hey, maybe you could try and put in a good word with Jameson."
"I don't know about that," Robbie says, before he reaches out. "But there's something else you need to hear."
Spider-Man turns back to him.
"Something I heard from some sources," Robbie says. "And then there's what Lincoln said an hour ago."
Saturday, Evening
At a bank, the manager is leaving through the front entrance, before using his key to lock the door, then presses a keypad next to the door, with a light coming on. He turns and walks away, toward the lone car in the parking lot.
At the same time, at the side of the bank, Hammerhead and Myrna approach a side door, each carrying a duffel bag. Hammerhead takes a rectangular device out of his duffel bag, attaches it to the side of a keypad next to the side door and presses a button on the device. After a few seconds, the light on the keypad turns off, with the door pops open.
Hammerhead grins, "Have to admit, ol' Tinkerer really does know his stuff."
Myrna walks past Hammerhead, entering the bank, then throws several discs, which connect to the side of security cameras throughout the bank's lobby, with a small electric surge from the discs.
"All cameras should now be looping old, empty footage," Myrna reports.
"Then let's not waste any time," Hammerhead says.
Hammerhead and Myrna enter the manager's office.
Hammerhead pulls a rug next to the office desk away, then presses a hidden button on the floor. A handle pops up, before Hammerhead grabs it and pulls open a trapdoor, revealing a ladder leading into an underground chamber.
Hammerhead and Myrna climb down the ladder, allowing them to see two long shelves full of jewels, bundles of currencies, paperwork, and other similar materials.
"Ah, the Big Man's undervault," Hammerhead looks around. "Never had been granted the 'honor' of visiting, until now."
"And why do you think that is?
Hammerhead and Myrna turn to see coming out of the shadows is Tombstone
"M-Mr. Lincoln," Myrna says, surprised. "B-But how?"
Tombstone keeps his eyes on Hammerhead, "I realized what you were up to. But I have to say, I'm actually surprised you would try something so brazen as to rob me, Hammerhead."
"Since I've struck out on my own, I have to start somewhere," Hammerhead starts. "I know you knew what I meant."
Hammerhead looks past Tombstone at a vault door at the one end of the undervault. Tombstone gets angry.
"But you actually came here yourself," Hammerhead continues. "You usually send flunkies in your stead. I should know."
"I can't allow betrayal of any kind to go unpunished, I do have a reputation to protect," Tombstone admits. "Besides, here, there won't be any witnesses."
Hammerhead narrows his eyes.
"Now, tell me, 'old friend', do you know why my old street name is Tombstone," Tombstone starts to undo his cuffs.
"I have some theories," Hammerhead holds up his fists.
Tombstone is removing his coat, "Because a tombstone is all that's left of those who dare to stand in my way."
"It's still two against one," Hammerhead says, before he hears something.
Hammerhead looks over his shoulder to see Myrna quickly climb back up the ladder.
"So much for loyalty," Hammerhead says, annoyed.
"I couldn't agree more," Tombstone says, with Hammerhead turning back to him.
"Last time you were in a fight, you lost, 'boss'," Hammerhead charges and throws a fist.
Tombstone dodges the punch, "You have always overestimated yourself." He dodges another punch, moving past Hammerhead. "You were never close to being my equal." He backs up. "In skill, in intelligence…"
Hammerhead charges with a headbutt.
"And not in power," Tombstone grabs the charging Hammerhead, putting him in a headlock, before he knees Hammerhead twice in the chest.
Hammerhead punches Tombstone in the side with his right fist. Tombstone grunts but doesn't let go, as he tries to knee him a third time, with Hammerhead blocks the knee with his hands. Hammerhead pulls his head, freeing himself. He then grabs Tombstone's shirt and starts to slam down his head, but Tombstone grabs Hammerhead's wrists, falls back, and flips Hammerhead onto his back.
Tombstone returns to his feet and turns to the fallen Hammerhead.
"You might have a steel-plated skull, 'old friend', but your neck isn't so well protected," Tombstone lifts his foot and starts to bring it down.
Suddenly a webline hits Tombstone's foot, stopping it.
"What?!" Tombstone looks up to see Spider-Man on the ladder.
"Wow, you guys take play rough to new levels," Spider-Man says, pulling on the webline.
Tombstone starts to lose his balance, but pulls his foot free, and places it back on the floor. Suddenly Spider-Man jumps ahead, kicks Tombstone, knocking him back, as Spider-Man flips and lands on the ceiling.
"How did you find us down here?" Hammerhead looks up at Spider-Man on the ceiling, as he returns to his feet.
"Perhaps it was a 'spider sense' that drew me here," Spider-Man mockingly guessed. "Or it was just your two combined stenches that brought me to your playdate."
"You little," Hammerhead grabs Spider-Man's arm and tries to pull him down.
"No touchy," Spider-Man fires a webline at the other end of the undervault and pulls himself free from Hammerhead's hold. "Actually, it was Robbie's tip that brought me. And not a moment too soon. I do wonder who I saw running out of here, but first thing first."
Spider-Man looks ahead, "So, let me guess, gonna put aside your differences to squash the spider."
"Actually, I was thinking that I can squash the traitor and the spider," Tombstone says, with Hammerhead looking over at him.
"So I have to defeat the baddies and stop them from rearranging each other," Spider-Man narrows his eyes. "Perfect."
"Let's get started," Spider-Man says, firing two weblines at both villains, with them grabbing and pulling the weblines, pulling along Spider-Man.
Hammerhead swings a punch at Spider-Man, who flips over it and tries to kick Tombstone, who swipes Spider-Man to the side. Hammerhead spins and punches Tombstone, who grabs Hammerhead's arm and swings him at Spider-Man, who flips onto the ceiling to dodge.
Spider-Man fires a webline at the floor, which Tombstone grabs and pulls to shoulder slam Spider-Man, then grabs him in a bear hug. Spider-Man's spider sense goes off, with him looking over his shoulder and Tombstone looks ahead surprised, as they see Hammerhead charging with a headbutt.
Tombstone throws Spider-Man at the charging Hammerhead, but Spider-Man leapfrogs over Hammerhead, then fires a webline at Tombstone and pulls him over Hammerhead, who slams against a control panel next to the vault.
"Okay, Odd Couple, this place is too crowded for this fight," Spider-Man says, as Tombstone rips the webline off his chest.
"I have plenty of room," Hammerhead says, as he motions away from the control panel, unaware of the vault slightly popping open.
Hammerhead charges with a headbutt.
"You would, if you use your head," Tombstone stays low, before he slams against Hammerhead's legs and flips him over his head, with Spider-Man leaping back to avoid.
Tombstone turns back to them, "As a matter of speech."
Spider-Man sticks to the far wall of the undervault, "You know, this brings back memories, Tombie, you, me, in a tunnel. All we're missing is a multi-arm megalomaniac." He looks at Hammerhead, who is slowly returning to his feet. "Hey Hammerhead, do you by any chance have any extra arms I don't know about?"
"You're becoming more annoying every time I see you," Hammerhead says.
"One big difference is," Tombstone approaches a side wall, presses a switch under a shelf, flipping the shelf and revealing another shelf holding a laser rifle, a pistol, and two small spheres with a button on them. He picks up the rifle. "Only one of us is leaving here alive."
"Of course he has hidden weapons," Spider-Man realizes.
Tombstone fires the rifle, with Spider-Man jumps off the wall, dodging it, then starts to web swing through the undervault, dodging more laser blasts. Tombstone picks up one of the spheres, closes his eyes, presses the button on it and throws it at the passing Spider-Man.
The sphere explodes in a bright light, causing Spider-Man to fall down onto the ground, as Hammerhead covers his eyes in pain, with both becoming temporarily blinded.
Tombstone steps to the side, slowly opens his eyes and notices Spider-Man lying on the floor, who is placing a hand on his eyes. Tombstone grins, then aims his rifle at Spider-Man.
Spider-Man's spider sense goes off, and just as Tombstone fires his rifle, Spider-Man fires a webline at the ceiling and pulls himself into the air to dodge. He then fires a webline at Tombstone's chest and pulls him to Spider-Man, who kicks Tombstone in the chest.
"If you can't play nice, you can't keep your toys," Spider-Man, still midair, fires a webline at Tombstone's rifle, pulls it out of his hand, spins, then launches the rifle at the far wall, smashing it.
Hammerhead looks back at the smashed laser rifle, "Enough of this. I'm out of here."
Hammerhead spins around and climbs up the ladder into the bank. He runs into the bank's lobby to find several cops, including Captain Stacy, with some of the cops holding out their guns.
"That's far enough, Hammerhead, is it?" Captain Stacy says.
Hammerhead annoyingly holds up his arms.
Back in the undervault, Tombstone looks up at the entrance, as Captain Stacy is heard saying, "This is the police. Everyone down there, come up, nice and slowly."
"Sounds like the show is over, Big Man," Spider-Man says, then notices some jewelry on one shelf. "You do have the receipt for this stuff?"
Tombstone clenching his fists, "Over this past year, you had gone from a minor annoyance to a serious threat."
Tombstone spins around and punches Spider-Man, knocking him back hard onto the floor.
Tombstone picks up the laser pistol from the shelf and walks over to the fallen Spider-Man, "I might be going to prison, however my lawyers will get me out." He aims the pistol at Spider-Man. "But you won't see it."
"Neither will you," Spider-Man says, before he fires a webline at the remaining sphere's button, setting off a bright flash.
"Arrggh!" Tombstone tries to shield his eyes with an arm, as he becomes temporarily blinded.
Tombstone fires at the ground, but Spider-Man is gone. He turns around, firing, blasting apart shelves. His vision starts to become blurry, then clears up, with him seeing Spider-Man in front of him, as he launches a punch, hitting Tombstone back, slamming him against some shelves, then falls down, unconscious.
Spider-Man stands in front of the unconscious Tombstone.
Shortly later, Carter and DeWolff are leading Tombstone, in handcuffs, to a squad car outside the bank, where a crowd of people are watching. Tombstone notices that at the rear of the crowd is Robbie. Tombstone then enters the squad car, with Carter closing the door behind him.
Robbie sighs, as Spider-Man lowers himself behind him by a webline.
"How are you doing?" Spider-Man asks.
"Not sure, probably won't know until the blowback from my article," Robbie says, before smiling. "Though I have been distracted, what with Easter Sunday and all."
Spider-Man's eyes widened, "Tomorrow Easter, I completely forgot."
"Look like you might be still needed," Robbie says, as Spider-Man notices Captain Stacy is waving from the bank's entrance.
In the undervault, Fred Duncan is looking into the large vault, as Captain Stacy approaches from the ladder and Spider-Man jumps down behind him.
"Spider-Man, this is FBI agent Fred Duncan," Captain Stacy says, with Duncan turning to face them.
"Don't know about this, Stacy, involving him," Duncan says.
"You can trust him, he did bust L. Thompson Lincoln after all," Captain Stacy says.
"Twice, actually," Spider-Man adds.
Duncan sighs, "It'll be your badge, Stacy."
Duncan enters the vault, with Captain Stacy and Spider-Man following, with the vault containing stacks of paper.
"A lot of what down here will help us to put away Lincoln, but this will make sure it'll stick," Duncan says, looking at the stacks of paper.
"Paper, really?" Spider-Man tilts his head. "If that is all it takes, I would've challenged the Big Man to rock paper scissors a long time ago."
"This isn't just any paper, webhead," Duncan takes one sheet of paper. "Years ago, someone, most likely a gang, apparently Lincoln among them, robbed a Treasury Department transport at the edge of the city. This is paper used to print United States dollar bills."
"Oh," Spider-Man's eyes widened.
"Not only that," Duncan looks back at the stacks of paper. "This is barely half of what was reported stolen."
In an apartment room across the bank, someone is holding a handheld device with a blue transported disc, as SpiderMan's voice is heard saying, "Could Tombie have already used the rest to print some money?"
"Could be," Duncan's voice is heard through the handheld device. "If we're lucky…"
The person places the device down on a table, then picks up an Osberry phone.
"Yes, boss, the Big Man and his ex-stoogie Hammerhead had been taken in custody," he says on the phone. "Yes, the police, the feds, and that webbed freak have no idea we took the paper." He turns back to the window, revealing his mask. "The Inner Demons are free to make their next move."
Sunday, Morning
Rand is waking up in his bed, sitting up and yawning, when a bonnet decorated with paper easter eggs is thrown into his hands. He looks up to see Robbie standing in the doorway.
"Hey, sleepyhead, if you're gonna sleep all day, we're gonna miss our normal Easter Breakfast," Robbie says, grinning.
Rand grins, "No way."
Rand hurriedly gets out of bed.
May comes down the stairs, to see in the kitchen is Peter, who had a carton of eggs, some small bottles of paint, two paint brushes, and a picture of Ben sitting on the table.
"Peter, what are you…?" May's surprise.
"Sorry, Aunt May, I almost forgot about our annual tradition of painting Easter Eggs together," Peter admits.
"It's okay," May approaches. "I understand you're busy with school and work and other matters." Peter looks up at her. "Like Gwen."
"Right," Peter starts. "I've been pretty busy." He looks at the picture of Ben on the table. "But I should never be too busy for family."
May smiles, then hugs Peter. The two sit down and start to open a paint bottle each.