A boy stood tall, his eyes twinkling with promise as he said, "Let the sky fall we'll face it all together."
The girl cocked a brow at the boy, suspicion rising in her heart. "Together?" She whispered, her eyes shifting back and forth with confusio...
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THE SIX SPIDER-PEOPLE? Stood there staring at each other dumbfounded, "Y'all good?" You're the first to speak up. The silence that surrounded you and May was loud and awkward. You glanced back at May with confusion dancing in your eyes, were you missing something? May just shrugged her shoulders.
As you and Aunt May silently conversed everyone else was staring at one another with a familiarity that didn't quite reach the eye. From your and May's perspective the six Spiderlings, stood their mouths hanging open and it was so quiet that you swore you could hear your stomach grumble at you.
And when it did, "Sorry!" You sheepishly said within the heavy quiet.
In their point of view, they felt the tingle, they saw the dots connecting, the realization dawned on them and they all couldn't help but mutter all at the same time, "You're like me." They didn't even hear the apology that fell from your lips.
And just like that, it was like a title wave the five start talking over each other telling their stories of how they became crime-fighting spider mutations. They were so excited. Happy that they found people they could relate to, someone they could share their stories with without a sympathetic look of betrayal.
Miles stood this one out, he didn't have a story, yet.
It was loud. So very loud. You wanted to tell them to shut the hell up because quite frankly, you couldn't give two shits. But you stopped yourself. Not everything is about you.
You glance over at Peter and Miles to see that they left the conversation and were just waiting for it to die down. You make your way over to the two. Leaning over to the two you whisper just for them to hear. "Is now the time to bitch and moan?"
And everyone stops talking at your words, appalled. You didn't think they would hear you it had slipped your mind that they all had enhanced hearing. Oh well, you can't take back what you said.
"So uh, how did you get here?" Peter fills the silence. He looks down at you like he can't believe what you just said. Peter should know by now, you're not even phased.
"Well, it's kinda a long story." The first to speak up was Spider-Noir. He told the story of how he was brought here. This felt familiar, something about his story gave you deja vu. Like you had heard it before. It was time for the next one, and so on. Each story sounds if not similar but the same as Peters and Gwen's. "Okay, maybe not that long," He finished with a shrug.
"And now," Peni said, pausing to kick a rock beneath her foot, "We're just trying to find a way home." Her animated eyes held an unrecognizable sadness.
