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Peter and May sat side by side in the spider cave, surrounded by the glow of holographic displays and the hum of high-tech equipment.

The weight of their mission and the memory of the fallen Peter Parker hung in the air, but they found solace in their shared determination.

The holographic image of Wilson Fisk loomed before them, his face frozen in a permanent scowl.

Peter's eyes scanned the information displayed on the computer screen, absorbing every detail. "Alchemax... a research company," he murmured, his voice filled with curiosity. "Based in Hudson Valley, New York. Looks like they're working on some top-secret project for Fisk."

May nodded, her brows furrowing with concern. "But beyond that, we don't have much information about Alchemax or its employees."

Peter glanced at May, his voice filled with conviction. "May, I think it's time we pay a visit to Alchemax. We need to find out what they're hiding and how it connects to the Kingpin. It might lead us to the answers we're looking for."

Of course, he already knew all of these answers as he saw the movie, but he couldn't exactly say that.

May looked torn, her eyes flickering with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Peter, I want to help, but I don't want to get in your way. I'm not the hero my Peter was."

Peter turned to her, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "Aunt May, you're family. Even in a parallel universe. And family sticks together, especially in times like these. Besides, you know this world better than I do. Your knowledge could be invaluable."

Although that's partially true, Peter could easily maneuver around this universe on his own.

The real reason why he's offering her this chance is simple. Her son just died.

May just lost the only living relative left and it was someone she raised since he was a child, so Peter knew, at the very least, that she wanted to be involved in finding his killer and bringing him up justice.

Looking at her for a moment, Peter wondered. 'Maybe she would want revenge?' He thought.

And if she wanted that, then he would happily facilitate it for her.

After all, what's family for if not to exact bloody vengeance on your enemies?

A mixture of emotions played across May's face. She looked down for a moment, contemplating her options.

Finally, May looked up and nodded. "Alright, Peter. If you think I can be of help, then I'll go with you. I want to find out who..." Yet again, she couldn't finish that sentence. '...who killed my Peter.'

Peter smiled warmly as he pulled her into a hug. "Don't worry, we'll find them..."

They stood up from the computer station and made their way back to the elevator. As they stepped inside, the doors closed, enveloping them in darkness. The elevator ascended with a low hum, taking them back up to the surface.

As the doors opened once again, they stepped out of the familiar backyard shed. The evening breeze whispered through the trees, carrying a sense of anticipation.

Peter turned to May, a determined glint in his eyes. "Let's head to Alchemax and see what we can uncover."

May nodded, her eyes reflecting newfound resolve. "I'm ready, Peter. Let's find out the truth."

They made their way out of the shed, the spider cave locking back up behind them, returning to its appearance as a normal looking shed.

As they walked through the backyard, suddenly, a tall dark shadow descended over top of them, sending a chill down Aunt May's spine.

Peter and May looked up, their eyes widening in surprise as they spotted an ominous silhouette perched on the edge of the roof, outlined by the moon's glow.

The figure appeared tall and foreboding, casting an intimidating shadow over them. Aunt May's heart skipped a beat, her imagination conjuring images of a fearsome adversary lurking above.

"Peter... what is that?" May's voice trembled with a mix of fear and confusion.

She instinctively reached for Peter's arm, seeking comfort in his presence.

Peter's senses tingled, a familiar tingling that he's only ever felt around MJ and Lily, alerting him to the presence of another spider-person.

His eyes narrowed as he studied the figure, trying to make sense of what he was seeing. "I don't know. But I sense something... familiar about it."

As they watched, the figure crouched on the edge, its hunched form resembling that of a predator ready to strike. The tension in the air was palpable, filling both Peter and May with a sense of unease.

Suddenly, with a swift movement, the figure leaped off the edge, hurtling through the air towards them.

Peter instinctively stepped in front May, preparing to defend his Aunt's counterpart from the potential threat. But as the figure descended closer, something seemed off.

Peter's eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but let out an astonished laugh.

May, still clutching Peter's arm, looked at him with a mix of confusion and concern. "Peter, what's so funny? Is it... dangerous?"

Peter shook his head, his laughter subsiding as he pointed at the descending figure. "No, Aunt May, it's... it's just..." He struggled to find the right words, pure amusement coursing through him. "You'll believe it when you see it."

As the figure landed gracefully in front of them, the moon's light illuminated its features, revealing the unmistakable form of a small cartoon pig dressed in a Spider-Man costume.

[Insert picture of Spider-Ham here]

Spider-Pig, or Peter Porker, stood before them with a comical grin on his face, his nose twitching with excitement.

(A/N: The wiki said his name is Spider-Ham but that sounded lame so I changed it. Maybe I've been influenced by that one family guy meme. IDK.)

"Hey there, fellow spider-guy! Looks like you could use a little help!" Spider-Ham exclaimed, his voice surprisingly chipper for the circumstances.

May's initial fear evaporated, replaced by a mixture of bewilderment and amusement.

She released her grip on Peter's arm, her expression transforming into one of incredulity. "Peter, is this... for real? A cartoon pig in a Spider-Man suit? Am I dreaming?"

Peter chuckled, nodding in confirmation. "Yep, He must be from another universe, like me."

Spider-Pig struck a pose, puffing out his chest proudly. "That's right! The name's Peter Porker, the Spectacular Spider-Pig. And I'm here to lend a hoof... I mean, hand!" He held out a hoof, which then transformed into a hand, waiting for one of them to give it a shake.

Though hidden in the center of his palm was a small electric device, which would no doubt shock anyone who accepts his greeting.

Peter's smirk widened as he used his expertise in magic to manipulate the situation.

As his hand clasped around Spider-Pig's, a subtle surge of energy flowed through his fingertips, channeling his mystical abilities into the interaction.

Unbeknownst to Spider-Pig, Peter's touch triggered a carefully woven spell. In an instant, the small electric device concealed in Spider-Pig's hand was flipped, reversed, and its purpose redirected.

The shocking prank was about to take an unexpected turn.

"Nice to meet you too, Spider-Pig," Peter replied, his voice laced with playful amusement.

As their hands connected, a burst of electric energy surged through Spider-Pig. His eyes widened, and a comically exaggerated yelp escaped his snout as visible strands lightning crackled around his body.

"It smells like bacon..." Aunt May commented as she sniffed the air.

"Whoa! Wha... what just happened?" Spider-Pig exclaimed, stars floating around his head as he wobbled on his feet.

Peter couldn't contain his laughter any longer, the sound bubbling forth as he released his grip on Spider-Pig's hand. "Magic." He stated cryptically.

Aunt May joined in on the laughter, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Well, I must say, that was quite shocking...'

Peter rolled his eyes at May's horrible pun. 'Even in this universe her jokes are cringe...'

Spider-Pig took a moment to compose himself, adjusting his Spider-Man mask, he grinned up at Peter and May.

"Sorry about that, folks. Sometimes I forget that I'm not the only one with tricks up my sleeve," Spider-Pig chuckled, his voice a jovial blend of enthusiasm and cartoonish charm.

Peter and May exchanged amused glances before Peter spoke up, curiosity evident in his voice. "So, Spider-Pig, you're from a cartoon universe, right? Like Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck?"

Spider-Pig nodded, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You got it, buddy! I hail from a surreal and wacky realm. Picture a world where everything's a little bit zanier, a little more exaggerated, and a whole lot more fun! We've got talking animals, whimsical gags, and villains with wild and wacky schemes."

May listened attentively, her curiosity piqued. "It sounds... different, to say the least. How did you end up here?"

Spider-Pig scratched his chin, the cartoonish motion accentuating his playful demeanor. "Well, Aunt May, I was just doing my usual hero gig back in my dimension when all of a sudden, a swirling vortex whisked me away. Next thing I know, I'm crash-landing here."

Peter nodded as his words matched his knowledge from the Spider-Verse movie. "Looks like the multiverse is full of surprises, huh? But we're glad you're here, Spider-Pig. We could use some backup, if you're up for it?"

Spider-Pig beamed, a cartoon mallet appearing in his hands. "That's what I'm here for, my web-slinging compadre! I may bring the laughs, but I pack a mean punch too."

May smiled warmly, her eyes filled with appreciation. "Thank you, Spider-Pig. We appreciate your willingness to help. You know, my Peter... the one from this universe... he... he passed away. It means a lot to have someone like you helping out."

Spider-Pig's expression softened, his eyes conveying a mixture of sympathy and understanding. "I'm sorry to hear that, Aunt May. Losing a hero like him must be tough. But don't you worry, we're going to find out who did this and make sure justice is served."

Peter placed a comforting hand on May's shoulder, offering her silent support. "Alright, let's head out. It's almost morning..." He said as the sky slowly began to brighten.

May nodded, her determination renewed. "Right, let's not waste any more time then. We've got answers to find and justice to serve..." Her eyes narrowed dangerously.

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