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The Change... Part 2

*Peter's POV*

"How can you be so calm, I could be freaking dying right now Loki!" All morning things have been whacky. I mean at first I thought Loki had put me on the roof as some sort of twisted asgardian joke, and the table was just the cherry on top. But when I went to the bathroom and single handedly dislodged the shower head, I knew something was seriously wrong. "I don't see what the big deal is. You're 15 years old, your body is going through some changes." Loki said almost in a mocking tone. "Loki, kids my age might grow body hair, or deepen their voice but NOBODY goes through changes like this!" I replied panic seeping its way into my voice. Obviously Loki got the hint that this isn't normal cause he responded "Ok, ok, calm down Peter we'll figure this out, together."

All day things had been sticking to my hands at the most random moments. It seemed the more I wanted them to stop, the harder they would stick, the only way I got through the day was with Loki there helping me calm down. We were only half-way through the day and there had already been 13 incidents. The bell rang signaling the end of lunch, so Loki and I headed over to our lockers to get our books. This was when of course I got some sticky fingers, quite literally, and broke my locker door off the hinges.

"Damnit, Loki! What do I do?" I said in a panic. As if my luck couldn't get any worse MJ happened to walk by and notice my awkward position trying to hide the fact that my locker door was broken and still stuck to my hands. "He- Hey MJ what's, what's up?" I try to say as casually as possible. "Why are you acting weird?" she looked at me suspiciously, but continued on her way. "Yeah Parker, why so weird all of a sudden?" Loki asked, while watching me nervously look back and forth between MJ and my current situation, with what almost looked like a twinge of jealousy in his eyes. As soon as MJ was out of earshot I let out a breath of air I didn't even know I was holding and turned to Loki, "'Cause you know man. MJ. Remember when I taught you about human crushes and how people get weird?" Loki clearly dismayed with this answer questioned back, "Ohhh... so you like MJ" despite having his usual neutral tone of voice I could have sworn he seemed disappointed.

After school Loki and I decided to switch things up, rather than me schooling him in what's normal for humans, we figured he would help me explore, and teach me about my new found unusual gifts. The first thing we did obviously was research, and by we I mean me. I sat there on my computer trying to figure out what was happening to me while Loki, who I swear to god is like a cat, layed in my lap bothering me for attention. Looking into the background of the institution we visited that day, I found that the lab full of spiders was running experiments on said spiders. "Lucky me, I'm pretty sure I just fell victim to unwillingly becoming a human subject to the experiments on my least favorite creature alive. You know besides you." I joke with him, pushing him off my leg that had fallen asleep from him laying on it. "So I guess that makes you a spider mutant huh? A little spider boy." Loki replied cooing at me like a child while sitting up. Immediately I can feel my face turning red, "Loki, I'm 15 years old. I'm not a child, or a spider!" to which he answered "Oh did I hit a nerve there. Fine I'll call you spider man. Thing. Child. Is that better?" Annoyed and yet loving his sort of nickname for me I muttered in agreement, "fine."

Once we had figured out why this was happening I thought it was about time I learned how to control it so I dont break off a car door every time I get anxious. Loki was surprisingly good at teaching me how to control my powers, despite them never being heard of or seen before in history. So good that I had the sticking under control within 2 or 3 hours, but that's when something even stranger happened. My body created this weird white sticky substance. So obviously, Loki being the immature human-ish teenager I have made him to be in a heartbeat replied "It's called puberty Peter. Do we need to have THE talk about the birds and the bees?" My face flushed as I squirmed out the sentence "NO! No, no Loki we are not having this conversation. Now is really not the time to be making a joke like that. I just shot a WEB OUT OF MY WRIST." Mockingly he quoted what I said yesterday "Ew webs, what even are those?" By this point it was already 11 p.m., and I was tired so I said "Haha very funny Loki, looks like we will have to postpone another one of your 'homeschooling lessons' so you can teach me to spin spider webs. Besides it's not like we can learn in here any way, I think May would actually die if there were a bunch of spider webs all over our room." With that I changed out of my clothes, turned off the lights, and crawled into bed.