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"Did you see anyone running away from the scene?" He asked.

"I was standing right here when I heard the crash happened. Then I jumped down and made my way over there. I didn't see anyone running" I replied. 

Peter turned around and stared at the city below.

"He's still out there."

I stood next to him. "And there's nothing we can do to find him."

He sighed, "Let's forget about it for now? There's something else we need to talk about."

"Right, about that. Look, I'm not going to tell you who I am or how we know each other. I probably will one day, but right now... I'm not ready." I turned to face him.

"No no no, I completely get that. Of course, I respect your decision. I just... I don't know. I'm scared. I'm scared that I can't trust you."

"Why?" I questioned.

"I got this off feeling last night with you. Like you're lying or you're going to betray me or something. I don't know. It really threw me off. Damn these Spidey-senses." He replied.

"I'm sorry I made you feel that way. For what it's worth, everything I said to Tony was completely true. I trust you with my life. I'm sorry that feeling isn't mutual."

"No, I do trust you... I don't know what I expected from this meeting. It was stupid. sorry forget I said anything."

 "It wasn't stupid. Thank you for telling me."

Peter leaned on the ledge of the building and faced me. He finally broke the silence.

"You know, what you did back there was pretty awesome."

"Yeah it felt pretty awesome," I smiled. 

"I mean it was almost completely taken care of by the time I got there. And by yourself? That's crazy." He gushed.

"I couldn't have done it without you. I mean you saved that little girl's life." I responded.

"You had it handled. You didn't need me. You could have grown one of your plants to do CPR." He said.

"They aren't strong enough. They wouldn't do it properly."

"I'm sure you would have figured something out. You're smart like that."

"Is this feeling normal? I feel like I'm flying. You'd think this is the first time I'd saved someone." I paced around the rooftop a little bit

He laughed.

"For the first time, I feel genuinely good about doing good. It's hard to describe."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I get that way too sometimes," He said as he walked towards me.

I grabbed Peter and gave him a big hug. 

"Woah, okay." He was taken a back for a moment but he gave him and hugged me back.

"Thank you, Peter."

"For what?" He asked.

"For helping me be a hero. For inviting me to help the avengers. For being a part of this dynamic duo. For... everything. Thank you. It means a lot."

"Of course. I'd be a sucky friend if I didn't."

"We're friends? I mean outside of our normal everyday lives." I pulled out of the hug.

"Did I read our relationship wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"Not at all." I smiled.

"Well, it's getting late. I should go."

"Wait!" I shouted, "Here."

I grew a leaf in my hand. I picked up a pen I found on the ground. 

"What's that?" He asked and gestured to what I was writing on the leaf.

"This is my number. The one I use for Florist stuff. So, if you ever need to contact me, you can." I handed him the leaf. 

"Thanks. See you later Poppy." Peter took the leaf. He jumped off the roof and swung away on his webs. 


I went home. I didn't lie to Peter. Tonight was the first night that I felt like a superhero. I actually felt good about what I was doing. 

I went to sleep that night with a smile on my face.

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