Spider-Man: Gotham's Web (RWBY/DC: FATE)

Chapter 11: Dancing in The Club!

|Gotham City
|2021 June 23, 19:37
John POV:
John: .........I think today's my lucky day.

I gazed down at my buggy full of almost random items. It was nearing nighttime, meaning that he had to cut my......Shopping.......Short. I only managed to hit two of the places on the map, but it was for the best reason possible: I kept finding good stuff in the trash and it encouraged me to keep digging in that spot. After getting new clothes, Peter went to a shopping market. Unlike on Remnant, if a shopping center had broken merchandise, they would throw it into something called a compactor. It did exactly as it sounded. Everything went in it; broken electronics, bad food, inflatables and generally everything else that wasn't cardboard or chemicals. On Earth, it seemed Wayne Industries were a big supporter of recycling because they sorted it all out to be picked up once a week. It was my lucky day, because I was guessing that tomorrow was the pickup day since I hit the mother-load: Out back, there were large container bins that were filtered through several shoots. It was also guarded by a large wall to keep others out, but it was nothing for Amy adhesive abilities. It wasn't stealing! Really! It was trash! Just well-guarded trash. From there, I found a magnitude of things but I made sure I got the things I needed first: Chemicals to create more web fluid from various things like soap, air freshener, bleach, Elmer glue, shampoo and baking soda. Some were kept in separate containers to be drained, but I managed to salvage them. I also grabbed a lot of containers and tubing so I could distil the chemicals into their baser components, which I would use to make more web fluid. The first batch wouldn't be as good as the normal stuff, but once I filtered the chemicals a few times, they'd be purer and the quality of my webs would go back up. I also found a few spiels of thread, a small tool kit for electronics that was missing most of the tools and some toiletries that were in alright condition. From there, I began picking things that were on my wish list like a blue-ray player, a broken remote control, and a broken phone charger. With any luck, I could use the broken controller to fix the charger. I also loaded up on cleaning supplies for my base. Then......I found the holy grail: A disposable camera! It was busted beyond repair like something heavy fell on it. However, I peeled away the twisted plastic and saw what I needed was intact. A memory card! Unfortunately, it wasn't the size needed, but I made due by stripping some wires and connecting the two. My camera looked sketchy, wires visible and held together by pieces of tape that I found, but it worked well enough. Some employee probably just tossed it in because it was cheap and most of its parts were made of plastic. I wished I knew which one did because I was happy enough that I could......Well, kissing them would be a bit weird......And I hadn't exactly been able to brush my teeth without a toothbrush.......Right. It was for the best that I didn't know, for both our sakes. After I took my pick, I just carried my buggy over the wall and hopped down. I'll return it later, that way, it would be just borrowing it instead of stealing it. I looked down at his new possessions, trying to add it up in my head how much money I just saved. The short answer was a lot. I was walking away with a lot more than I expected and it was going to make getting my feet underneath me a lot easier. I even found the one thing that would help me make more money, despite having a small fortune. Even if the quality of the pictures would be poor, if I could get a half-decent shot, then my worries would be put to rest for this month. Hopefully, there wouldn't be a next month, but I was taking it one step at a time, of course. I touched the camera in my pocket, reassuring myself that it wasn't a figment of my imagination as I pushed my buggy. For a long moment, there was silence in the alleyway as most people began boarding up their windows and heading indoors for the night. I looked up at the blue sky with a tinge of orange, letting out a breath.

John: Something bad is going to happen, I know it.

It was like my life revolved around the rule that for every good thing that happened, it had to be repaid with bad. The better my life was, the harsher the fall. The happier I was, it would be returned with despair. It was proven time and time again: I become friends with Team RWBY, they started using me. I fall in love with them, and they rejected me. It was like I always said, "The universe needs a chew toy and I was it". Looking away from the sky, I let out another long sigh. I didn't know when or how life would punish me for being happy but I'd deal with it when I could. Right now, I needed to deposit all of this and suit up. If what happened lasr night was anything to go by, then I was in for another long night.