Chapter 5

I Am Now Standing Before A Pretty Normal Looking House. It's Pretty Old But Gives You A Homely Feeling. But I'm Not Feeling It. Cause This Is Exactly Where My House Is Supposed To Be.

From What I Found Out This Is The World's May's House. It Feels Weird. Not Just This, Everything Feels Weird. It Took Me A While To Figure Out The Situation And How I Ended Up Here. I Guess It Was Temporary Memory Loss From Hitting My Head.

I Decided Not To Go To The Police Station For Obvious Reasons. One Of Them Being That I Finally Remembered To Check My Wallet. Fortunately, I Still Had It With Me. At First, I Wasn't Sure If The Money Would Work Here But The Cab Driver Took It. So No Problems I Guess.

I Reach For My Pocket And Take Out A Now Transparent Glass Sherd. I Don't Know How It Got In My Pocket. When Did I Put It There? And Why Is It Empty?

Anyway, My Legs Are Starting To Shake. Not Because I'm Afraid Or Nervous. Just Exhausted. Maybe It Is A Side Effect Of Traveling Across The Multiverse?

I Hope That This World's Parker Isn't Much Different Than Mine.

Knock Knock …

"You Guys Are Very Sweet For Trying To Cheer Me Up But Let The Old Lady Get Some Rest… P-Peter?" An Aged May Says Opening The Door. She Has Wrinkles… A Lot Of Wrinkles. And Her Hair Is White Too.

"Hey, Mom." Even Though I Know This Is Not The Same As May, I Still Called Her Mom. Seeing Her, My Eyes Get Moist. What Is My May Doing? She Tends To Worry Too Much. How Long Have I Been Gone? Is She Crying? Thoughts Like These Start To Cloud My Head.

Before I Know It I Am Wrapped Up In A Warm Hug. 

"Mo-Imean May Listen. This May Sound Weird Bu-"

"Please Call Me Mom. I Was Never Able To Get My Peter To Call Me That." Only An Idiot Would Do That… But More Importantly, My Peter?

"How Do You Know?" I Say Without Breaking The Hug.

She Pulls Away And Looks At Me Warmly. Her Eyes Are Red.

"You Are Not The Only One Peter. Nor Are You The Only One Who Thought Of Coming Here.'' So, That Means There Are More?

I Go Inside And She Enters After Me. "Guys, You Can Come Out Now." She Says.

"Was It A False Alarm, Aunt May?" A Suited Guy Came Crawling Through The Ceiling. And He Was In Black And White. Honestly, It's Weird On So Many Levels, I Probably Went Numb. I Don't Think I'll Find Many Things Weird In My Life Anymore. Just Then Another Door Opened.

"Phew, I Was Scared This Time." "Oho, Is This A New Guy That I See Here.?"

A Little Girl And A Talking Pig… Entered The Room. I Take Back Whatever I Said About Not Finding Anything Weird Anymore. That's The Weirdest Thing I, Peter L. Parkar. Have Witnessed In My Short Yet Very Meaningful Life.

But They Were Wearing The Same Type Of Clothing—this Red And Blue Full Bodysuit. Except For The Girl, She's Wearing A School Uniform. Supposedly These Are The 'Spiderman' Suits. 

"My, My. Another Me. And A Young One Too." The Black And Guy Said.

"So, I Guess That Means You Are Peter Parker Too?" I asked.

"My Name... Peter Parker. I Was Bitten By A Radioactive Spider. In My Universe It's 1993 And Ima Private Eye. I Like To Drink Egg Creams And Fight Nazis, A Lot. Sometimes I Let …"

I Heard All Of Their Stories, They Spoke At The Same Time. Processing Multiple Data Isn't Hard For Me But One Thing In Particular Caught My Attention.

"So, All Of You Were Bitten By A Radioactive Spider?" I Ask Just To Make Sure.

Nod.

"Yes!"

"I Told You, It Was A Radioactive Pig."

"So, I Was Right." I Mutter Under My Breath. 

"About What?" All Of Them Say At The Same Time. Do They Also Have Super Hearing?

"It's Just That One Of My Friends Was Bitten By A Spider. I Thought She Was A Spider Woman And I Thought I Was Wrong. But Now I Think I Was Right All Along."

"Spider Woman? What's Your Friend's Name?" Noir-I'll Just Call Him That, Said.

"Gwen Stacy. Do You Know Her?" I Asked, Thinking That He Might Know More.

"Gwen… She Is… She Was A Friend. A Very Close Friend." So She's Died. I Can Easily Feel The Sadness In His Voice. His Confident Demeanor Was Gone. He Felt Like A Tired Old Man. Utterly Exhausted By Fighting The World. Will I Also Be Like That If My Gwen Dies? I Don't Even Wanna Think About It.

'But still, Just Friends, Huh?' I Guess Some Things Just Stay The Same Even Across Universes.

"Come Here Kids. Dinners Ready." Aunt May Came And Broke The Gloomy Mood. 

We Were All Seated Across The Dinner Table, Eating Our Food Over Small Talks.

"So What Now? What Are You Guys Gonna Do?" I Ask, Trying To Debone My Fish. I Suck At It.

"What Else? We're Going To Find The Cause. Hammer It In The Ass And Go Home." Spider-Ham Says As If It's No Big Deal. The Others Just Nodded, Too Focused On Their Food.

"Wait. That's It? You Don't Need A Plan Or Anything?"

"We Have A Plan. He Just Told You." Noir Speaks This Time. So This Has Made Me Grow Up. Nice.

"We Already Have A List Of Regular Spider-Man Bad Guys. We'll Just Have To Use The Process Of Elimination." Noir Explains.

"I don't think You'll Need To Do That," May Says From The Front.

"?"

"Although Peter Didn't Tell Me Because Of My Safety, I Knew He Was Fighting Someone. All The Information You Need Is In His Secret Base." May Says With A Slight Smirk.

"If It's My Secret Base Then-" May Cut Me Off. "The Shed."

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Here We Are in Front Of The Shed. I Made A Secret Base Right Under It Back Home. Gwen And I Made It. We Used To Do Our Secret Research There When We Were Little. Now It's Just Me.

May Walked Up To It And Began Opening The Lock. And The Whole Freaking Door Lit Up In A Spider Pattern. Inside Isa … Lift. A Lift. How Much Money Did Peter Have?

"Wooow!! Is Yours Like That Too?" Penny Tugged At My Sleeves And Asked.

"... Almost." Like Fudge It Is. I Just Keep My Makeshift Gadgets There. It's More Like A Junkyard Than Anything. But This Is A Literal Bat-Cave Except For The Bats And Depression.

"Oh, By The Way, You're Not Spiderman, Are You?" Noir Asks Me As If He Just Remembered."I Don't Feel Any Tingle From You."

sigh...

'The Day Just Keeps Getting Better'

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Again, sorry for any mistakes I made. English is not my first language.