𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 | 𝐏. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑

chapter twenty-eight: we'll meet again

"What's happening?" Peter asked when he finally got to Stephen.

"They're starting to come through, and I can't stop them," Stephen replied, grunting as he tried to stop the other individuals from coming in.

"There's got to be something we can do. Can't you just cast a spell again?" Peter suggested. "Like the original way. Before I screwed it up."

Stephen shook his head. "We're too late for that. They're here." He looked down at Peter. "They're here because of you."

Peter looked down as he took a moment to think. An idea popped into his mind which would surely solve the multiverse problem. "What if everyone forgot who I was?"

Stephen snapped his head at Peter. "What?"

"They're coming here because of me, right?" Peter asked. "Because I'm Peter Parker? So cast a new spell. But this time, make everyone forget who Peter Parker is." Peter exhaled shakily. "Make everyone forget... me."

Stephen shook his head. "No."

"But it would work, right?"

"Yeah, it would work," Stephen replied. "But you got to understand, that would mean everyone, who knows and loves you... we'd... we'd have no memory of you. It'll be as though you never existed." He explained.

Peter gulped before nodding. "I know." He told Stephen. "Do it."

Stephen was hesitant. Although he did not know the boy for so long, he grew attached to him. He could see why Tony was attached to him back at space. Stephen glanced down at you before sighing deeply. "Then go and say your goodbyes. You don't have long."

Peter nods at him. "Thank you, sir."

Peter was about to leave, but Stephen rolled his eyes with a smile. "Call me Stephen." Peter stared at Stephen before smiling. "Thank you, Stephen."

Stephen smiled back, chuckling. "Yeah... still feels weird." Peter chuckled back. "I'll see you around." Peter farewelled before jumping down. Stephen shakily took a deep breath. "So long, kid."

Stephen began casting a new spell while Peter approached his variants with the older Peter's (TM) arm hanging around the other Peter's (AG) shoulders for support. "I think this is it. I think you're about to go home." He told his two other versions.

"Okay."

"Alright."

Peter wiped his nose and cheeks. "Um, look, I... uhh... thank you." Peter began to stutter. "I just wanted... I-I want you to—I wanna tell you that... I really don't know how to say this, like..."

"Peter." The other Peter (AG) tried to calm Peter down.

"I want you to know that I..."

"We know." The older Peter (TM) spoke up. "It's what we do."

Peter smiled. "Yeah. It's what we do." He hesitated to leave. "Um, right. I-I gotta find (Y/n), Ned, and MJ." Peter couldn't resist himself and quickly rushed towards the other Peters to hug them both. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!"

The two Peters hugged him in return before Peter pulled away. "I guess I'll see you."

"Keep safe."

"Bye."

Peter swung away, leaving his two variants by the bay. The older Peter (TM) sighed in content while the other Peter (AG) frowned. "You're in so much pain, huh?"

The older Peter (TM) nodded with a groan. "I am."

"Yeah."

You watched as Peter jumped down in front of you, Michelle, and Ned. The three of you rushed towards him and embraced him. "Are you okay?" Peter asked the three of you.