It has been two months since Scarlet came to live with us. During those two months, he's been helping me and momma out a lot. I've seen him cook dinner at least seven times, he has claimed the couch no matter how many times momma insisted he go into the guest room, and we've been having nightly chats before I went to bed. He seems to have no relocations of his former life at all. I'm surprised that he stayed with us for this long after he claimed he was a "lone wolf". I found out more about his unique powers too. Similar to our friendly neighborhood webslinger, he has spider-like powers. Those "Wolverine" claws I keep joking about are actually his spider stingers. He also has organic webbing, which comes in handy when he's cooking. I got irritated one time because I found a long thread in my soup. After that, he just used the webbing to get utensils.
Momma doesn't mind that Scarlet lives with us at all. In fact, she treats him like he was her own son! She comes home to find him sleeping on the couch and she tells me that he snores. I'm using that as blackmail material later. She's grateful to teach him new recipes and even some of our family recipes when she's in a particular good mood. Even I have to admit that his Chicken Parmesan was pretty tasty. She also gets him supplies and more things to help him cope living with us. The "couch" is now looking more like a bed.
Funny really, but I find myself slightly attracted to the man in the mask. He's rude, moody, and only cares about himself at times. But when you get to know the other side of Scarlet, he's charming, nice, and respectful. He's especially respectful to momma. Around me, he teases me and ruffles my hair a lot. He keeps asking me why I have black hair instead of my momma's brown locks. I never tell him,but I always ask what's under his mask. He'll just snort and tug on the edges as his eyeholes rolled in a dramatic way. Maybe he's ugly or something.
I heard a crashing sound coming from the kitchen as I looked up from my journal. Blushing, I hid the journal underneath my bed and walked out the door. Rubbing my eyes, I heard a couple of voices, along with Scarlet's, arguing about something. I yawned, the arguing stopping as soon as I walked in the large room.
"Uh...who's this Scarlet? Is she your sister or something?"
"Or something. Shut up Webhead."
"Hey," A younger voice seemed to pipe up from the two arguing males. "I think she's just a friend of Scarlet that he should be introducing us to."
"Yeah Scarlet, who's the hot babe?" A jock sounding voice said, making me cringe.
I heard Scarlet growl and turn to me. "Well aren't you going to introduce yourself or what?"
I blinked my eyes to get back the vision. "Who are you talking to...SPIDERMAN!"
I yelped as the familiar red and blue vigilante stood in the middle of my living room along with three other guys in suits. One had what looked liked a Iron Man/ Spiderman suit accompanied by yellow spider legs. A short black and red spidey stood next to him beside a bulky black and white spider who was giving me a perverse look. I sighed and crossed my arms at the spectacle in the living room.
"So...is this your new posse Ragno?" I slipped into my Italian accent in pure irritation for a second, calling him spider in my native tongue. "Are these the people you've been hanging out with?"
Scarlet sighed at me before nodding. "Found them in trouble a few days ago." He pointed to the small black and red one. "He's from another dimension entirely."
I hit him to fast that his precognitive sense couldn't catch it. The others winced as Scarlet rubbed his head, giving me an angry look.
"What the heck did you do that for, you crazy girl!" He yelled, his eyes just screaming anger. I glared back at him with equal anger.
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Scarlet Romance
RomanceHow can one girl change a person's life forever? What if this person was a clone with no memories? What if he was a clone of the infamous Spider-Man himself? A meeting turns into a friendship which slowly turns into romance? But can Scarlet Spider p...