Peter didn't even have time to yell. One second, he and Richard were in New York, standing too close to whatever magical nonsense Doctor Strange was trying to fix. The next? The world twisted-colors bled into each other, gravity felt wrong, and then- Nothing. Then- Pain. Cold. Confusion. ππ©π’πππ«π¦ππ§ π’π§ ππ¨ππ‘ππ¦ π± ππππ«π¨ππ‘ππ«!! (πππ πππ ππππ πππ ππ πππππππ ππ πππππ) :) Disclaimer: I only own my oc Spider man ain't mine, DC ain't mine these belongs to their respective owners
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