North Star || (ORIGINAL VERS.)

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"You need to stay and rest, you just got stitches at my apartment."

"No!" Spiderman said, still in Stellum's clothes. "I have a quiz today! I can't not go to school!"

"Spider," Stellum walked over to him, "if you go to school, even though I specifically told you not to, you'll have to worry about something other than those stitches." Shivers went down the boy's spine.

"Ok-ay." He stuttered.

"Now," Stellum opened the bedroom door, "what do you want for breakfast?" He smiled.

"Yeah, what do you want for breakfast." A man said from the doorway.

"What the-" Stellum yelled in surprise.

"What? Can I not come into my apartment to say hi to my little brother?" The man snickered.

"You weren't supposed to be back until Friday! What are you doing?!"

"Well Hu-"

"Just tell me." He cut off his brother. He stood there for a second until he stuck out his hand.

"Vincent, nice to meet you." He shook Spiderman's hand.

"Let's talk in the kitchen, Vincent." Stellum put his hand on Vincent's shoulder.

~

"I'll make breakfast then I'll go to school," Stellum was digging through the fridge. "And you," he pointed a green onion at Spiderman, "You will go home and sleep."

"Oooh~" Vincent chimed in. "You two have fun last night?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"What are you implying?" Stellum said cautiously.

"Did you two fu-"

"OKAY! What are you making for breakfast, Stellum?" Spiderman said, embarrassed.

"Stellum?"

"We're having omelets." Stellum ignored his brother. After a while of small talk and chatting, the three ate breakfast.

~

"There's a spare key on the table. You should get dressed and go home, okay?" Stellum said, Vincent already out the door.

"You're giving me a key?" Spiderman asked.

"You can visit any time, see you." He winked and left.

Spiderman grabbed his suit and went over to get the apartment key, he noticed a small piece of paper. '508-481-5335* Call me when you're home'. He gave me his phone number, he thought. Spiderman took out his phone to save Stellum's contact, but he noticed,

"3 missed calls from Mr. Stark?!" He yelled. "Crap crap crap crap," he dialed Mr. Stark's number.

"What thE HELL KID?!" Stark yelled over his phone.

"I'm sorry Mr. Stark! I-"

"Do you know how worried I was?"