Mutant in the Multiverse (Peter Parker x Reader)

🕷Chapter Nine🕷

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Chapter Nine

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After Ned successfully portaled all of you to Lady Liberty - and wasn't that awesome? - you and the other Peters took the time to set up the different cures around the construction equipment while Peter called the Bugle tip line.

"So how many other superheroes are in this universe?" Tall Peter asked, "Cause I was really the only one in mine."

"Oh, we have a lot here. Superpowers are more normalized I guess."

Nodding seriously, Old Peter asked, "Lots of freak accidents?"

Resisting the urge to laugh, you shook your head, "Only some, really. Um, we have mutants, like me, who were born with their powers. There were some accidents or some science experiments. There are Norse Gods here too."

"Like Odin and Thor type of Norse Gods?"

"Yeah, and I've asked- most of the stories aren't true and they're super sensitive about them so..."

It was then that your Peter swung up to where the three of you were sitting. He sat down next to you, your shoulders brushing. The two of you tended to avoid anything outright romantic while on missions so as not to interfere with your focus, but he also desperately needed the support.

"Wow. God, this is so cool. I always wanted brothers," Tall Peter gushed, looking at the others with a wide grin. You'd grown up as an only child but you considered the X-Men to be older siblings, so you understood where he was coming from, "So you could like make your own web fluid in your body?"

"I'd rather not talk about this."

"No, I don't mean to-"

"Are you teasing me?"

"No, no, no. No, no, no. He's not teasing you. It's just that we can't do that, so naturally we're curious as to how your web situation works. That's all."

"If it's personal, I don't wanna pry. I just think it's cool. "

Older Spider-Man chuckled, "No. I wish I could tell you, but it's like, I don't do it- like I don't- I don't do breathing. Like, breathing just happens."

Your Peter and Tall Peter stared at him in shock, "Like, does it just come out of your wrists, or... does it come out off anywhere else?"

Snorting, you nudged Peter at that, although you were eager to hear the answer as well. You could only imagine what being able to create your own web fluid would mean. You could create your own water but that didn't come from your body it came from the air.

Brow raising, Older Peter responded, "Only the wrists."

"You never had a web block? Cause I run out of webs all the time. I had to make my own lab. And it's a hassle."

"That sounds like a hassle. But I did, actually, as you said that I was like- I had a web block!"

"Why?"

"Existential crisis stuff."

You couldn't help but laugh at that. Every hero went through at least one existential crisis throughout their life. Many times that was the reason they became heroes in the first place. It seemed like similar things happened in other universes as well.

"Yeah, don't get me started on that."

"What are like, some of the craziest villains that you guys have fought?"

"Seems you've met some of them," that tracked. It was definitely a crazy cast of characters you were dealing with, "I fought an alien made out of black goo once."