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Peter ran up a flight of stairs in the hotel, and Ned enters the scene, dressed in a bathrobe from out of his room.

"Peter, oh my God!" He squealed.

"Hey! Hey." Peter smiled.

"We almost died." Ned pointed out. "You were awsome. Poet was awsome."

"Hey, guess what? I'm done with the mission."

"Dude, the trips over."

"What?" Peter asked, disheartened.

"There's monsters coming out of the ground everywhere we go. Of course our parents would want us home." Ned reasoned. "We're going home in the morning."

"No, no, no. All the Elementals are gone."

"Ned!" Betty called from her hotel room door.

"Coming, Sweetie." He said, tottering off. Another hotel door opens, revealing Poet singing to herself.

"Don't you forget about me." She hummed.

"Poet!" She looked up, smiling slightly.

"Hey." She replied.

"Hey!"

"Where were you?" She asked, slightly agitated.

"Um, I got lost." He excused.

"I was worried about you."

"Oh."

"Good thing you're back, I guess." She sighed.

"Yeah."

"I'm gonna, ahhh... go to bed." She said. "Good night, Wonder Boy."

"Night, Crazy." She retreated back into her room. Peter sighs, building up his courage to go towards her hotel door. "Okay." He said to himself. He goes towards the door, buy before he reaches it, it opens.

"Oh!" Poet said, startled.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Uh... Look, um... I'm not ready for this trip to be over yet, and I kind of want to do something fun that's not on the itinerary or planned or with Mr. Harrington."

"Yes." She said abruptly.

"'Yes', like you wanna go?" He asked.

"Yes." She repeated.

"Okay, awsome." He smiled. "I'll see you outside in ten minutes."

"Meet me outside in five minutes."

"Five is good."

"Okay." She said.

"Okay."

"I'm gonna shut this door now."

"Okay."

"Okay." She giggled, shutting the door.

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A Czech news broadcast of Mysterio and Spider-Man's battle with Molten Man in Prague is shown. The chyron reads "Mysterio a Night Monkey v Praze", which translates to "Mysterio and Night Monkey in Prague". Video footage of the attack is shown. The first clip shows Ned and Betty stuck in a ferris wheel passenger car. Betty Brant is shouting, "Night Monkey, help us! Help! Night Monkey!" The second clip shows Mysterio protecting himself and Spider-Man from an attack by Molten Man, and Poet holding up the ferris wheel. The elevator bell rings and Poet emerges, and they walk toward each other.

"Hey." He smiled.

"Hey." She returned.

"Uh... so... where do you wanna go?" Ge asked.

"Who cares?" She smiled.

"Awsome. Let's go." The two walk out of the hotel, and make their way along 'Charles Bridge'. "I'm glad we're doing this."

"Yeah, me... me too."

"To see the city a little bit."

"You know they used to execute people on this bridge. They would like, put them in a basket and they would drown them in water..." She stopped herself, noticing she was rambling about something totally irrelevant. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Peter said. "Uh... like there's this thing that I've been wanting to talk to you about for a while."

"Yeah?"

"It's our last night in Euorpe and I had this plan that I wanted to tell you. I just gonna... I'm just gonna tell you Uh... Poet, I-"

"Am Spider-Man." She said, cutting him off.

"What?"

"That's what you were gonna say, that you're Spider-Man."

"No. I'm not Spider-Man." He said, shaking his head.

"I mean, I've been watching you for like a while now it's... kind of obvious."

"I'm not Spider-Man. I mean, what would make you think that I was Spider-Man?"

"Peter... Washington?"

"Yeah?"

"The fact that you like disappear, out of nowhere, for no reason." She said.

"No, that was, I was sick. Remember, I had my... the tummy?"

"Y'know, MJ thinks that you're a male escort."

"What? No, of course I'm not a not a male escort!"

"Well then you're Spider-Man."

"No, I'm not Spider-Man at all!" He argued.

"What about tonight? You snuck off and fought that thing. I saw you."

"You can't have seen me because I'm not Spider-Man and also on the news it was the Night Monkey."

"The Night Monkey?" She scoffed.

"Yeah. That's what it said on the news... and the news never lies."

"I know it was you!" He went quiet. "I knew when you caught me out there. No one holds me like you do. And I know those eyes, Parker. Everything that I have ever held dear resides in those eyes. I know that it was you."

"That... that wasn't me, it was the Night Monkey." He stuttered.

"Night Monkey. Okay." She chuckled, sliding off her bag, reaching inside. "Well do the Night Monkey and Spider-Man use the same webs?" She pulls out the device she retrieved with spider webs attached.

"I mean, maybe. Maybe he's a spider monkey, who knows?" He shrugged. The device inexplicably goes off, and Poet drops it. It shows a brief image of the Air Elemental, 'Cyclone'. "The hell was that?"

"I don't know." She shrugged. They both look around shocked by what just happend. Peter moves cautiously forward and bends down to pick it up. "What is it like some kind of program or something?"

"Yeah but it's... really advanced." He said.

"It looked so real."

"Yeah really real."

"Wait a minute does that mean that-"

"The Elementals are fake? But that doesn't make any sense because we were there right? There was fire and destruction and... who would do something like that?" The projector goes off once again showing Air Elemental but this time also showing Mysterio fighting it.

"Mysterio?" Peter stand, absolutely mortified and turns towards Poet.

"I am Spider-Man. And I really messed up." He said.

"I know you're Spider-Man." She sighed. "Messed up how?"

"I'll... I'm gonna explain everything to you, bit right now, I have to go. I have to move, and you need to come with me."

"You're scaring me."

"I'm sorry, but I'm serious."

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