Spider-Man: Camp Cretaceous

A goo and X-23

A couple of days later, about a week or two, a whole lot of work, and a lot of Kenji complaining later, they had a functioning base. They had sleeping areas for one another, a functional eating table. And it turns out there was a lot of canned fruit at the medical area they went to.

Right now, Peter was focusing on the new creation that he got from his father's journal. He had mixed the chemicals right, hopefully, it took him about most of last night to get the mixture right. And even then, getting the mixture right was half of the battle. He still needed to create a device capable of safety shooting the strands of webbing from the container.

In a twist of fate, Yaz lost grip of the book amidst the chaos of a sudden stampede, scattering most of its pages beyond recovery. Yet, amidst the few surviving fragments, they pieced together ominous words: 'poisonous,' 'X-23,' 'deadly,' and 'sharp claws,' peppered with a slew of descriptive adjectives. These snippets, while unsettling, offered a glimpse of crucial information.

And he needed to be capable of doing it while using the scrap pile of technical equipment left over from when the Indominous trashed the place.

Darius was off studying dinosaurs that were near the camps, likely just Compies. Peter was then hearing commotion as he looked and saw Kenji scaring off the Compies.

Seems everyone was getting up as Yaz came down from the top bunk, her leg wrapped up in a bandage, allowing her to walk around on her own. Brooklynn moaned as she heard Yaz walking down.

"Five more minutes!"

And Sammy was struggling to open a can using a spoon. "Hey, Peter, you mind...?"

"One second, Sammy," Peter said, struggling to get it to work. "I am—" he tried to set off the web shooter, allowing it to shoot off. But the device ended up exploding in his face, causing Peter to shriek as he jumped back. "Gah!"

Brooklynn was the first one over when she saw Peter waving his hand around. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Peter groaned as he looked at his hand. "It at least was working. Halfway. I got it to shoot, but... not how I wanted it to." He then yanked the webbing off of his face. "But I'll get there. Eventually..."

"How much do these containers hold?" Brooklynn asks, picking up the device.

"One small fraction of this stuff can hold enough webbing to stretch across the whole park," Peter explained. "Dad was thorough about trying to keep these experiments down. If only he explained how to create the shooter."

"I highly doubt this was what he had in mind when he made the formula to be used for." Brooklynn joker.

Peter chuckled. "That we can agree on."

Then they heard the water jug get thrown and looked to see it landed by them. "No mas agua. A little help."

Peter rolled his eyes as he walked over and picked it up. "I've got it."

"If you keep doing that for him, he'll never learn to do it for himself," Yaz said.

"I'd rather do it than have a naked Kenji walking around," Peter stated as he took the slide downward towards the water. He then sighed when he walked over to the river and froze. "Uh... that might be a bit of a problem." What he was looking at was a completely empty river. "Guys?!"

Everyone walked over to the ledge and all were shocked when they saw the water was gone.

"Where'd the water go?" Sammy wonders.

"Why don't we ask Mr. 45-Minute shower?" Yaz asked, gesturing towards Kenji who approached, fully dressed.

"Hey, looking good is part of my brand." Kenji defended his time. "And no way I drained a whole river."