xiv. back where it all started

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BROOKLYN, N.Y.

Earth-1610

Spider-Lily' World

4 months later...

Teachers and students filled the Visions Academy office, filling out paperwork, waiting for appointments, and all the like. Inside were the Morales couple, Rio and Jeff, sitting before Ms. Weber, a college counselor.

"I know he's just a sophomore but we want to get a jump on the college conversation, so, I'm sure he's gonna be here. Any minute," the matriarch began, watching as the counselor sifted through her son's information.

"He's very serious about his future," Jeff chuckled sheepishly, only to receive a stare of doom from Weber, who's heard it all before.

Outside of the office, were the Parkers. The mother had her laptop as she continued her work from there while the daughter sat beside her, bringing out her phone and texting her boyfriend.

mi sol <3
where are u? your parents are already here waiting for u

"Uh oh," Miles Morales muttered upon seeing the text message. "Well, this has been fun, but I really gotta wrap this up," he said before putting his mask back on and faced his enemy of the week; a weird tall guy that looked like a Dalmatian. He called himself The Spot.

He tried to web Spot, but Spot reflexively holed the webs right back at Spider-Man's face, trapping him in a face-palm. Lenny, the owner of the bodega they were in right now, assessed the attack from behind the counter. "Maybe just pay me now," he said, referring to the beef patty that Miles took.

Miles ran out in pursuit of Spot as he struggled to remove the webbing from his mask.

Okay, let's do this one last time.

My name is Miles Morales.

I was bitten by a radioactive spider, and for the last year and four months, I've been the protector of this city as Spider-Man, along with his girlfriend, Spider-Lily— who had done this far longer than me.

And we've done great things together.

He fell out of a Spot-hole straight into a hot dog cart, spilling out its contents. "Come on, man. You could hurt somebody!"

Catching all sorts of bad guys... Y/n improved her suit, going for a material she calls 'nanotech', while I designed my new one, with some fly ambience down the side.

Y/n and I helped Aunt May with moving out to Florida...

We guest co-hosted Jeopardy... Is that even a word? "Guest co-hosted'...

I endorsed baby powder. Apologized for endorsing baby powder...

Y/n finally had her ice-cream flavor. "De-Lily-cious Double Dutch"...

My mustache came in... and out. Y/n didn't like it and I made another mistake.

I've been developing a new twist on my venom thing...

...But how much longer can I keep lying about who I really am?

Not gonna lie, I am envious of Y/n and how her family knows her identity. She doesn't have to lie and come up with excuses. I mean... would my parents get it if I told them?

Maybe in some other universe...

I just wish it's that easy.

I miss my uncle sometimes, even though he... turned out to be the Prowler.

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