POV: Peter
I look through the science shelves for anything on how to make the webs dissolve after time. And stay sticky. I find almost nothing. Eventually I get to the last shelf, and I sigh as I note all the covers start with quantum. Quantum doesn't exactly help you do anything but understand. Someone with long, sleek black hair and a green and gold hoodie stands in the middle of the books, one open in their hand. I notice the pages and see exactly what I'm looking for, written in detail with substances and compounds noted to the side. Perfect.
I tap them on the shoulder, and he turns around, and there's something familiar about him I can't put my finger on. He has an incredulous expression of curiosity, like he's not used to people wanting his attention. He holds the book like an ancient scholar person, finger on the line he's reading. He looks generally like the kind of person who doesn't usually wear hoodies and swear at traffic.
"Can I help you with something?" He asked, lowering the book.
"Yeah, um, do you understand that book?" I asked, remembering I suck at talking to people I don't know. "I need to make a dissolvable thingy for a... science project."
I could tell he didn't exactly buy it, but he nods and looks back down at the pages for a second like it'll say if they teach this in schools.
"Yeah, I, um-"
"Great, can you help me?" I cut him off, leading him to my table. I realize my backpack is open and wrestle it shut, trying to hide my mask deep in there somewhere. I shouldn't of brought it. Who knows how many people might of seen it? Then again, no one here really knows who I am. After all, a webbed mask means nothing right now. If I were to be walking around with Mjolnir, that would be a different story.
I wonder if I'm worthy.
I get up and sit down, forcing myself to focus on the now and the webs. The webs are the final piece to this puzzle. That and getting this spider bite to go away...
"So I already tried a silicone base, and it wasn't sticking. I think ethyl acetate could help with that, but I need to get my hands on some purer materials." I explain. He nods along. "And I kind of need more tools, cause I can only use the school labs at school. And science class in only one period. Honestly I don't see why we're learning all these history things when that's all going to be replaced with what's happening now with the Avengers and Ultron and Loki and all that-"
"Yeah. Definitely," he said, seeming interested. It reminds me I should be talking about the webs. Nice to have someone to talk to.
"Anyway, I need to use the school labs to nail down the specifics of how I can make this. From then I can make as much as I need," I explained further, realizing I'm being pretty obvious that this is not a one time science project. He doesn't seem to notice though, he's busy thinking about something.
I let my thoughts drift off to potential formulas, skimming the book pages in front of me. Sort of helpful, but no sticky parts...
If I find a way to mix the salicylic acid, toluene, methanol, and carbon tetrachloride and put the potassium carbonate, and ethyl acetate in the other part of the web shooters, I think that could work!
I tell him and he nods.
"That could work. I would test it though, it might not be sticky enough." He fidgets with a bracelet that looks too tight on his wrist.
"Yeah, you're right. Maybe add the salicylic acid to both sides..." I take out my notebook and flip from the back to avoid letting anyone see my costume designs. I title the page science project, but lightly so I could change it later. I write out the ingredients and note which they could mix with, and if they should be on the top or bottom or left or right.
I glance at his wrist and see writing on his bracelet: Loki-Return to the Avengers. Is that a joke? I decide not to ask.
"So- what is this science project for?" He asked, pulling his sleeve up to hide it. Maybe it was legit.
"School. I-" I pretend to notice a clock on the wall and freak out. "Oh dang I have to go! Aunt May's going to kill me."
Potential Loki looks confused but doesn't argue.
"I'm Peter, by the way. Peter Parker. I'll see you around here?"
"Oh- yes. Yeah."
I left and quickly undid my bike lock, partly because I just found out a possibly perfect solution and partly because I might've just met fricking Loki of Asgard. If so, I'm a little surprised I didn't get stabbed. It makes sense though, why he was interested when I mentioned him. Why he was messing with the bracelet. probably trying to take it off. And why he didn't really make any suggestions himself.
I got the web formula down though. After all, that was most likely a joke. Except, Avenger's tower is pretty close to there. What happens if that was Loki? And was he even supposed to be there? And is there a snake in my backpack now?
I grip my handlebars more tightly. It didn't matter now, because I wasn't going to see him around. New York is a big place. I continue biking and focus on not causing any accidents. That has to be the web formula. It matches all the information in the book, and it should stay sticky with the different compartments. Finally!
I lock my bike next to my apartment building and run up the empty stairs, itching to try the new webs out. I don't have all the materials yet, but I sign up for an extra study session in the school lab. I should have this all figured out by tomorrow.
My phone chirps and I take it out, expecting Aunt May's coming home soon.
???
Hello? Is this Peter Parker?
You
Who is this?
???
I'm from the library. Did your science project work?
Okay, either it's Loki, and Loki doesn't know exactly how society works yet, or it's some creepy person stalking me. Or both. Either way, I should stop texting.
You Not exactly. I haven't finished it yet. It should work though.
Potential Loki
Oh. Well if you need help you can ask.
You
Noted. Hey, what do I call you?
I wait for my phone to beep, and nothing happens.
[System]: Potential Loki left the chat.
Yup, I'm either talking to Loki or my stalker. What has my brain come to?
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