Insomniac Marvel Spider-Man x Male Reader

Be Better

[Y/N and Peter stand on the edge of a rooftop trying to think of a plan to beat Otto]

Spider-Man: MJ's right. We built the neural interface. Which means we can destroy it. [Turns to Y/N] You got any ideas?

Scarlet Spider: One. A backup plan I made.

[Peter looks interested by this]

Spider-Man: What do you mean a backup plan?

Scarlet Spider: I had a couple of ideas for suits for us to use if the arms ever got into the wrong hands. I just didn't think it would ever come into play...

Spider-Man: Me either...

[Y/N and Peter both stand there and then say]

Scarlet Spider: Let's end this.

Spider-Man: [offers his hand] Together.

[Y/N then accepts this and nods]

Scarlet Spider: Together.

[They then start to swing off to Otto's lab. They then get a call from Sable]

Silver Sable: Spider-Man, Scarlet Spider. Hello.

Spider-Man: I really need to change this number

Silver Sable: I must leave New York. Recent events...give me pause. Your rescue of Osborn, despite his hatred... it affected me.

[After a brief pause, she says]

Silver Sable: I must return home, reflect on this life I choose.

Scarlet Spider: And I was just starting to like you and your death troopers.

Silver Sable: Unfortunately, my agents will stay.

Scarlet Spider: Aren't you their boss, though?

Silver Sable: Yes, but even though I question our work, they do not, and Osborn continues to pay. I am sorry.

Spider-Man: So close to being good news.

[Peter says a bit disappointed. Y/N then says]

Scarlet Spider: Well, it was a...pleasure to meet you, Sable.

Silver Sable: The pleasure was all mine. I miss you both and your bizarre witticisms, Spider-Men. Until we meet again.

[Sable hangs up as Peter says]

Spider-Man: What a strange, violent lady.

[They land on the roof of Otto's lab and go inside...]
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[Y/N and Peter limp into the lab with their masks off. They then walk to a blueprint of the arms. Peter puts a hand on Y/N's shoulder. As Peter says]

Petet Parker: We did the impossible, Doc.

[Y/N then says after a deep sigh]

Y/N L/N: But now...

[Peter removes his hand, and the two turn around and see blueprints of two suits. As Y/N finishes saying]

Y/N L/N: We gotta destroy it. With a little gift of my own.

[The two then go to work on their new suits. After a bit, they turn around, and in a flash, their new suits are shown]