My head was pounding as I woke up. I didn't remember a lot, all I remembered was falling, fainting, and the boy; I remembered enough to know that something wasn't right. As my eyes began to flutter open I looked around to see Advil and a change of clothes on a nightstand. Huh. The room I was in was messy, it had clothes scattered around, loose papers, books on the floor, and a bunch of posters; enough to cover the room.
I cautiously got up from the bed and checked the room; making sure there was no danger. After I was satisfied I grabbed the Advil and clothes from the counter. Then went to go change in the washroom. The clothes I'm provided with are plain black jogging pants, a brown long sleeve, and a blue t-shirt to go over the top. After I changed I took the Advil and began to look around the room. I found pictures and as I looked closer I saw that it was the boy who brought me to the bridge. Peter Parker. Even though we just met, I feel like I've known him my whole life, maybe it's because he says he's Peter Parker, and he swings around like Spider-Man?I was still confused about how he was Peter Parker because he looked way different. I was about to open the door to leave the room until I realized there was a spider web over the handle and it was locked. I wonder who did that. There was no doubt that this boy had powers like spider-man I-.
I heard a loud knock coming from the window followed by a muffled hello. I turned around to see Peter holding 2 sandwiches. I did the first thing that came to mind, I grabbed scissors from his desk, preparing to throw them. This did not phase him at all.
"Woah, Woah, please put the scissors down and let me in my room? I brought you a sandwich." I gave him a stone-cold glare, while he just replied with a light smile. If this was any other occasion I would've left him out there, but I needed to talk to him, I need to know what's happening. So I walked towards the window and opened it slowly.
He sighed and thanked me. Handing me the sandwich, that was filled with pickles; I hated pickles. I placed the sandwich down not planning on eating it. He turned over, devouring his sandwich while doing so. "Why aren't you eating?" His words were muffled since he was talking between bites.
"I don't like pickles."
He looked at me in shock, "who doesn't like pickles?" Me. I just shrugged in response, I didn't completely trust him yet.
"Just take the pickles off."
He's joking, right? "The flavour will still be there."
"I-, are you-"
I loudly talked over him, was he forgetting something? "I think we're getting too worked up over a sandwich, rather than the fact that I don't know where I am, I don't know who you are, and I am freaking out, again!? Oh my god!"
He stared at me in shock, then proceeded to take a bite out of his sandwich as quite and slowly as possible. "Are you kidding me right now?!"
He just lightly chuckled but immediately covered his smile once he saw the look on my face. "I'm sorry, but I think I know why you don't know anything here, but you know my name and the fact I'm spider-man."
I stared at him waiting for an explanation, "well?!"
"What do you know about the multiverse?"
My eyes went wide, the last time I heard about this was when I overheard Dr. Strange and my dad talking... "I've heard about it, why?"
"I think that's what happened here, someone opened up the multiverse, I've been studying it lately. Can you tell me what happened before you found yourself here?"
I was still surprised about what he said; the multiverse it's real? But I-."
I was about to deny it, but everything started to piece in my head. The mishap of the spell probably caused this. "Shit." I muttered to myself, apparently loud enough to hear since he asked me," what?"
I took a deep breath in before responding. "You're probably right, about the whole multiverse and everything."
He stared at me in disbelief, "It was just a theory, why do you say that?"
"Because before I fell here, a spell went wrong."
"A spell as in..?"
His eyes looked like they were filled with excitement by what I just said. "Yes, as in wizards and sorcerers. Anyways, in my..universe, the world found out who Spider-Man was, they called him a murderer, which he wasn't, it messed up his life. He wanted to change that so he went to Dr. Strange, do you guys have a Dr. Strange here?"
"I- uh I know a Dr. Stan down the street, he's my doctor, really old, a big fan of Spider-Man as well."
Did he seem to remember something, as he just laughed? Also, did he just say that? "Ok obviously not, besides the point. He went to Dr.Strange asking him to cast a spell so his identity was never revealed. The spell went bad and his magic shot across the room and at me, causing-"
"Causing you to fall into the wrong universe; here."
"Yes exactly.."
"Woah, I did not expect to be right."
"Well you were, and I need to get back, do you guys have any sort of wizards here?"
"There was a lizard a few months ago who wanted to make everyone else a lizard, but I don't recall a wizard."
Oh my God, I'm gonna go insane.
"So how do I get back then?!"
"I'm not sure you can, at least not from this side." Damn it.
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