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Discussion in 'Ark City' started by Michelle Jones, Jul 27, 2019.

  1. Michelle Jones

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    At least this was almost normal, Michelle thought coolly to herself. Her arrival in Pandora had involved haunted/monster-infested castles and just two days ago some creepy monster (with an even weirder doctor). At least the time a couple weeks ago at the corn was... Well, weird, but a purposed kind of weird and she'd maybe made a friend. She'd still hastened to call anyone other than an acquaintance. All a little crazy and the best kind of weird, but not normal. Some thug trying to rob a convenience store?

    Now that was the New York kind of normal she was used to.

    But it was also kind of pathetically mundane compared to literally everything else her life had thrown at her in the past month and a half. You know, ducking behind a shelf as some burly young adult waved around an unfamiliar kind of gun that she's not sure even they know exactly what it is. A glance at the design had said it was more high-tech than others, Michelle had thought it was probably not loaded with regular bullets and if she had to guess from the swirling goo at the base something plasma-like. Probably radioactive. Most likely the kind to melt your skin upon contact.

    Great, just great, her internal gears started whirring. She was getting used to crazy and unexpected, more of that seemed to happen in Pandora and it wasn't exactly like it was entirely new to her either (seriously, growing up in New York which was prone to alien invasions every few years gave you a new kind of normal). But there'd also usually been some kind of distance between her and them. Not several feet and a wild person just a few years older than hers flailing probable-highly-dangerous-weapons around. She almost wanted to be locked in the vault of London Tower again.

    Almost.

    She breathed out, dark eyes alert as she considered her surroundings-- Clerk frantic behind the counter, the nearest shopper wide-eyed and deathly quiet, ranting "villain" and a collection of on-lookers outside the window. The most helpful sort of people, she thought and would have rolled her eyes if not for her mind jumping to the next thing. She had nothing to work with but her mind, which was helpfully supplying she could chuck packages of treats at the kid but that might make things worse. The shelf was too heavy to knock over and she wasn't at the right angle to anyway. Next course of action could be throwing her trusty book-filled backpack but that would also probably not end well.

    The next plan of action then was to try and take off the bottom shelf from the stand nearest to her-- it was metal and done with metal hooks to easily move-- hopefully quietly enough to go unnoticed. She gave a small grunt of bemusement before she tossed the person another look. No one'd shown yet, but this was one of the lesser police-enforced areas of Ark City it might be a while yet. So, it was time to get to work.
     
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    He worked quietly as he so often did. The guy had a gun was the big word of it all. The cops were on their way, but they were way behind Spider-Man and when they were confined to the whims of traffic and stuff, who was even surprised? Peter wasn't. He had an endless supply of buildings to swing from until he'd reached the convenience store in question. This was a pretty normal thing. Not normal like good normal but normal like ... just a plain old robbery. No otherworldly villains trying to take over the world or anything like that. Still dangerous, obviously, but it was sort of a nice change from those threads he almost had no words for if not for the rambling spillage of Nerd trying to work out the specifics of the, well ... otherworldly part. It was cool.

    Also terrifying.

    But this was sort of up there on the regular and would've been a breeze as long as the guy wasn't randomly superpowered or as long as the gun was normal. Getting in was a simple process. He'd found a vent on the outside that dropped him off in one of the backrooms, and from there, he managed to crawl his way silently but swiftly across to the door that led into the store itself. Reaching down to twist the knob, it creaked open and Spidey winced behind his mask, sure to only let it creak until he had just enough room to squeeze himself through the gap and crawl right back up to the ceiling again. He could see the culprit up at the front, waving around that partially blocked gun by the register while the cashier frantically unloaded it for him. Poor guy.

    A quick sweep of the store showed him that some customers were still inside, all ducked down and hiding, all scared, and all ...

    MJ?

    Well, not all MJ, just one MJ, and for a second, he found himself staring wide-eyed behind his mask. Seriously, what were the chances? Pandora was full of coincidences, though, that didn't make any sense at all. Naturally. Otherwise they wouldn't have been coincidences at all. It didn't matter, none of it mattered because he had to focus. And besides, Spider-Man didn't know her, he'd just, you know ... saved her a few times. Still, for some reason, he was even more determined to make sure this went right.

    "You know, there's a place called a shelter that just hands out free stuff, right?" came Spidey's voice as he slowly lowered himself from some webbing, hung upside down right behind the guy. "I feel like that would be way easier than all this. But, I mean, that's just my opi-- whoa!" Also naturally, the guy had panicked. Whirled around and fired his gun blindly, green toxic goop managing to melt right through his webbing, which was ... not good. And totally unheard of. Before he could even register what had happened, Spider-Man was tumbling door, hitting the floor with a smack and rolling before hopping back up onto his feet again. "Nice to meet you, too!"

    Okay. So ... not a normal gun.
     
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    The robber ranted and woefully about what she didn't really catch. She prided herself on her observation skills, absolutely, but it was difficult to concentrate on a crazy man with a gun when your heart was thundering in your ears. Michelle always tried to play it cool, but it wasn't like she ever failed to panic. The conversation didn't matter, what did was focusing on what he was doing and what she could do-- Which at the moment was trying to get something large enough to hit him with as quietly as possible (another difficulty, since the shelf was half-filled with stuff).

    Even if she wasn't paying attention to the man's reasons-- probably some dreary monologue of how society brought him to this point-- it is impossible not to notice the sudden spandex clad hero. The voice too familiar, the colors of the suit just as, and she feels her breath catch in her throat. It's not like she didn't know Spiderman was around. A couple of weeks ago Captain America had told her as much, but she hadn't particularly sought him out. Looked him up, sure, but given her own fear of getting close to people and knowing Pandora was weird and time didn't matter... She really didn't want to get her hopes up that this was actual good friend Peter and not kid-who-skipped-decathlon-meetings-and-was-suspicious Peter.

    Michelle shoveled any other emotions than do or die in that moment. She darted back to the safety of the metal siding when the man started shooting-- Looking more deranged and less like any idea of what he was doing than moments prior (probably a first time robbery, she mildly thought in passing). It wasn't her own safety that thumped in her chest now as she shifted and glanced to the door where Spiderman had hit too hard for what she thought was any normal person. He was back up on his feet though she didn't allow herself to breathe a sigh of relief.

    The man in question seemed to get over his initial panic. He turned to the spandex-clad teen with a grunt of annoyance, eyes dangerous as he aimed the weapon at the hero. Her eyes drifted to where the slime was currently melting parts of the counter and through the metal of the nearest stand. Not a good sign. She doubted even Spiderman could withstand getting hit with that. Michelle grimaced but took the man's attention being elsewhere to quickly shove the rest of the items off the shelf and waited to yank it out its place. Her attention on the pair as she cast Spiderman a questioning glance-- As if to say she was back up.

    Or something.
     
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    So that had hurt. Not any more than it would have hurt for any other person and, honestly, it had probably hurt way less than it would have hurt for any other person, but it was just the sheer fact that it had happened at all that was confusing him. Maybe he had to take another look at the formula for his webbing and tweak some variables for super toxic green sludge. Or something. It definitely wasn't something he'd exactly been thinking about when he'd first created his webbing, but it was all a learning experience, right? This would have been a hell of a lot easier if Tony were still around, but maybe he drop some very subtle hints to Mr. Beck, see if he had any thoughts on the totally theoretical and not even remotely Spiderman-related topic.

    Maybe that would have been hitting too close to the truth.

    Whatever. None of it mattered while he was in the middle of this fight here, a fight that was definitely now centered on the idea of maybe not melting. "Not really very chatty either, huh? Hey, is that stuff supposed to melt everything it touches? Because, I mean ... that is classically the kind of weapon that totally backfires on you." The man didn't to hear any of it and grunted out something about shutting the fuck up as Spidey promptly rolled to the side to avoid another shot of melty goo. He needed to get that thing out of his hands. One wrong shot in the wrong direction toward the wrong target and ... well, it wasn't something he wanted to think too hard about. He just needed to deal with it.

    As though on cue, his eyes flicked past the criminal in question and fell on the familiar gaze belonging to Michelle as she peered at the scene through a shelf that she was clearly ready to tip over. Or something. God, he hoped he was interpreting this the right way. Whatever the case, he flicked his gaze back toward the man and promptly took off in a run toward him, shooting some webbing toward the counter and swinging until his legs connected and sent the guy hurtling backward toward said shelf and landing in a heap on the ground just in front of it. "Now!" he called, flicking another bit of webbing to snatch the goo gun from his hand before he could shoot the toxic substance at him again.
     
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    Gun man grunted profanities. Spiderman tried for humor (it was funny, in a dorky Peter kind of way-- definitely his voice under that mask). And she had to wonder how it was she kept finding herself in dangerous situations. It wasn't even like she was out doing anything this time, she just wanted to come in get a candy bar and a drink and go back to the bookstore. But no, now she had to sit here and hope some crazy teenager with a goo-laser wouldn't turn her way, see what she was doing, and make her a melting pile of human on the floor. She'd been lucky so far.

    Spiderman caught her eyes-- or she can only assume he did, because he looked directly at her-- and it's another moment before he moved. For as much as she counted herself to be great at observation, it wasn't like she liked fighting movies so it's a bit of a blur up until Spiderman shouts "Now" and her original plan went out the window. So, not whacking him upside the head with a shelf, but now that the whole thing was half empty it wasn't nearly as heavy. Boy, would it help if she was some burly starting football player.

    Michelle raised herself and pushed hard against the shelf. It wiggled a moment as if unsure, but the other side is unbalanced and the items topple before it collapsed to the ground, squashing the guy beneath it. Okay, maybe not squashing, but the guy gave a groan and he didn't seem to be squirming too much under there, probably half-conscious. Or dying from humiliation of being thwarted by two teens (even if one was masked and no one in the area but her knew that fact).

    The girl huffed out a breath, shifting backwards-- Uncertain if this guy would have some weird super-strength and she'd suddenly get a faceful of shelf if he decided to get back up. If that happened she'd definitely not be getting back up. The guy though doesn't seem to be making any more effort and the sounds of police sirens aren't that far off so she felt safe enough to let out a groan and relax on one knee with a huff, "That's the one and only time I'll ever have considered a football career."

    It would not succeed. She's reminded-- not that she forgot, but her mind was whirring-- that Spiderman was still there. Or he was there. The girl's gaze flickered upwards to the counter where he'd been not moments prior already half-certain that he'd have bailed in true Spiderman comes and saves the day fashion.
     
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    "Hey!" came his voice in her ear because when she'd looked up toward the counter where he'd been not moments prior, he had definitely conveniently vanished. For once, though, Peter didn't bail completely. Instead, he'd flung himself silently around the surrounding shelves until he was sauntering up to her from the side. His intention wasn't to scare her or even to surprise her and, hell, his intention wasn't even to let her know that it was him, someone from home. Or more specifically Peter Parker. After all, a second Spider-Man in a brand new world was pretty unlikely, right? Whatever the case, he cleared his throat and his voice conveniently dropped a few tones in a very much forced effort to just a touch more manly than he actually was.

    Because he, well ... was not a manly kid. At all. The spandex probably didn't really help.

    "So, how'd I do? Read your mind, right? Super clever, the whole shelf thing," he said, jerking his thumb toward the shelf in question. The culprit still had yet to get up and by that point, he didn't really even look conscious. Still, he could see the slightest movement in his chest and that wasn't a doubt that he was still alive. A woman to their right scrambled toward the door to flee and the cashier was on the phone, but Peter's attention was on his ... friend? Fellow student? To be honest, he'd never been totally completely sure where they stood. He was smart, but social cues were a different deal entirely. Hell, he hadn't even realized that he had, in fact, not read her mind at all and had instead caused an on the fly tweaking of the plan.

    It was fine. Plans were for squares.
     
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    She almost jumped out of her skin at the sound of his voice-- Not in front of her but next to her. Almost. Michelle still started and she's all but glaring at the spider-themed hero when she rounded on him. "Seriously, next time you do that I will kick you. Hard," Michelle remarked coolly-- Sure, he was Spiderman and that came with weird spider side-effects and some supersuit. But she was Michelle Jones and she'd get him one way or another eventually.

    Rather he knew it or not.

    Michelle folded her arms across her chest. "Eh," She commented sounding thoroughly unimpressed as she gave one roll of her shoulder, "I had it handled." Okay, so maybe she didn't have it handled, but she was on her way to having it handled. That counted for something, right? Probably not, but she wasn't going to let the Spiderclad hero in front of her know that-- A hero who had dropped his voice as if to try and sound more adultlike. Which hinted at a few things:

    A, the most obvious he didn't want the others outside to recognize it, but none of them were near enough yet. He definitely wasn't doing it when he was dealing with gooey man, so it probably wasn't that. B, he was trying to sound all macho for no good reason but he was kind of a dork like that. C, and the most probably being that she was the only conscious body near him was that he didn't know she knew.

    Which was... About par for the course and her luck with people. This was why she'd not purposefully been looking for Spiderman after Captain America said he was around. Who knew where or when he was from-- More likely, they weren't even friends for him. Which would suck, but right now it gave her leverage: She could mess with him. Which sounded a lot more entertaining right now than getting depressed over them probably-maybe not being friends.

    "So, Spiderman. In Pandora, huh. Conveniently saving another Midtown student again. What are the odds of that?" Michelle inquired, brow raised and eyes sharp-- Expression clearly saying she doesn't think it's a coincidence. As if she's on to him. Which, she was way back when and she knew now, but making Peter Parker dressed as Spiderman panic would be the highlight of her week. "Sure you're not one of us? You're voice is way too squeaky to be an adult."
     
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    "Oooooh, you had it handled? My bad," he said, stepping back and lifting his hands into the air as though he were seriously considering her words. He wasn't. He was just being a sarcastic asshole, which Peter was remarkably good at when he was Spider-Man. Jeez, it was like he had two identities or something. Which he ... well, he did, but that was beside the point. It was like he became a new person when he was Spider-Man, like it was this huge confidence boost. And it seriously was.

    The girls liked it, too. Wasn't Beth photographic evidence of that or something?

    God ... Beth. His mind wandered. What was she doing at that very second?

    "... way too squeaky to be an adult."

    Peter snapped back to attention, his eyes whipped toward her again. "What?!" And in that second, he couldn't possibly have sounded any less like an adult. Suddenly, he cleared his throat, realizing he'd missed about three quarters of what she'd said, and suddenly, he was internally panicking about the possibility of her figuring it out. He cleared his throat and straightened up, and then promptly reached out with his arm to lean on a shelf that wasn't that, promptly lost his footing, nearly fell over, and-- well, it was kind of the most embarrassing thing in the universe, flailing around in front of MJ like the actually walking disaster he was.

    Seriously, where did his Spidey cool points just go? Right out the window?
     
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    “Yep,” Michelle answered with emphasis on the ‘pe’ sound, brow arched, “better than the guy who swung in and nearly caused the whole place to be melted.” Because that technically had happened. Maybe if he didn’t do the “banter first, action later” things would blow up a lot less. Not that she knew much about any of that, it was just a hunch (and she did know, though she wouldn’t admit it).


    The girl doesn’t need to see his face to see he’s not paying attention to what she says. Spiderman gave it away when he became a fish out of water when he finally did register her quip. Michelle sighed and gave a roll of her eyes. “Don’t worry, loser,” She said simply, voice still not loud enough for the people outside to hear, “I figured it out a while ago. You’re not that sneaky.” Michelle gave a shrug of her shoulders and moved towards where she’d started from.


    Her bookbag, worse for wear these days, is unharmed and so she slung it and the twenty-pounds of books within it over her shoulder with ease. Definitely not a Peter who knew she knew about Spiderman if he reacted like that. Though that didn’t really mean anything-- She solidified her clues, what? A day before coming here? But that meant he didn’t know about Mysterio’s betrayal or anything after. So, that was good. And bad. And annoying.


    “Secret’s safe with me,” She added over her shoulder, squinting as the cops started coming towards the door and casting the boy a look, “isn’t this like… where you escape before the law starts asking questions about you?” It wasn’t like she wanted him to leave-- It was nice seeing a friend even if she was probably freaking him out. Not that that part wasn’t fun, but it was more fun to terrorize Ned a bit.
     
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    Beneath that mask, Peter was wincing because ... well, it wasn't like she didn't have a point. It wasn't like he'd gone in totally unprepared, but in his defense, how was he supposed to know the bad guy had a crazy toxic sludge gun? He wasn't Psychic-Man, he was Spider-Man. His spidey sense helped a hell of a lot, but it didn't make him invincible and it definitely did not make him psychic. As cool as that would have been. Honestly, that would probably have made him, like ... actually invincible or something, but it turned out radioactive spiders were, in fact, not even remotely psychic.

    Bummer.

    What she said next, though, had him frozen and gaping a little beneath his mask because ... wait, what? She went on all casual like whereas Peter was stiff and uncomfortable and sort of stammering out words a little bit. Any attempt at masking his voice was gone. "Wh-- I-- I mean, yeah, normally, but maybe we can like back-track a second? I'm--" What was he even gonna say? That he was sneaky? That she couldn't possibly have known? That he'd been careful? He'd been careful, right?

    "... I don't know what you're talking about!" he blurted out instead, which wasn't really what he'd meant to say, but ... he didn't know what he'd meant to say either.
     
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    Michelle watched him entirely nonplussed. She didn't have to see his face at all to know he was floundering around like a fish. It was funny in a way. He'd given up masking his voice and maybe this could be some other-weird-Peter, but he definitely wasn't exactly hiding it anymore. Or very well anyway. Her fingers tapped the strap of her backpack as she waited for him to suss out what he wanted to say.

    'I don't know what you're talking about'.

    That's it. That's what he finally managed out after a full minute of grasping at words. Really, it was more sad than hilarious. She'd been one of those famed people who stunned Spiderman out of his more famous banter. Michelle snorted. Her expression an unchanging form of unimpressed as another second passed and she formed the words she wanted to say back to him.

    "Chill, dude. You're acting almost like you have something to hide," Michelle addressed pointedly. Her head tilted to where the first cop was now taking the cashier's statement as if in point. Secret identities and all that. Though at least Ark City had some weird "vigilantes are cool" agenda going on. Maybe he wouldn't just get outright arrested, though spandex suits were an arrestable offense in her opinion.

    A puff of breath as she pushed her long strand of hair out of her eyes. This was awkward. She wasn't good with awkward. Never was. This is why she didn't make friends. Or talk to people. It was weird. Peter-as-Spiderman was double weird. "For the record, I already figured out you didn't know I knew," She added and for good measure tossed him a smug smirk, "you probably don't even know if it weren't for my observational skills like half of Europe would be destroyed by now... Eh, I guess you helped."

    It's hard to tell if she wasjoking, but then he always seemed to have trouble figuring out if she was serious about something or joking. Which was fine with her. She liked keeping people on their toes. Liked that little bit of distance and since this was weird-Spiderman-Peter she wanted that distance there. At least until she figured out what to do with all the buzzing thoughts. Or figured out exactly if this was loser-Peter or friend-Peter.

    The cop turned to them and waved her forward. Michelle took a breath. "You should like. Go," Michelle added over her shoulder, "give me ten to deal with these guys and then there's a bookstore nearby? I work there. I mean. If you want to meet up and talk. Probably, you know, unmasked. If you want."

    Michelle cast him another look but then didn't wait for a look before she walked over to the cop to give her explanation of the whole fiasco of all she wanted was a snack and drink and not to die from goo. She didn't look over her shoulder to see if Spiderman had stayed or went, figuring the best and worst case scenario was that he'd be too confused and not show up at the bookstore. Or he'd be there even more confused. Who knew, it'd be a mystery. Whatever the case she'd find out soon enough and it was striking a bit of fear and confusion that was fun.
     
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    God ... 'I don't know what you're talking about'? That's what he'd come up with? This was Peter Parker who could think on his feet, this was the extraordinarily witty and talented Spider-Man who thought so fast like it was nobody's business, and he, what? Didn't know what he was talking about? He felt like such a loser, which was ... incredibly normal for him, but the suit and the whole superhero thing normally had a way of boosting his confidence and hiding his awkwardness at least a little bit. Right now, though? Right now, he was shining through in all his uncomfortable Peter Parker glory.

    She didn't outright say it, which was nice of her, he supposed. She didn't just come right out with 'oh hey, I know exactly who you are, Peter Parker', but that was because she was smart. Seriously. MJ was and always had been crazy smart, Peter just thought he was clever enough to avoid even that. Apparently not. But she hadn't said his name and, honestly, that gave him a super tiny bit of hope. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe she thought he was, like ... some other super nerdy kid at school. What if she thought he was Ned?

    That made no sense.

    ... But also, what if ... ?

    MJ was talking and Peter was trying to listen, but he was stuck in his head at the same time. She was going on about Europe and-- what? When had they gone to Europe? God, this was so confusing. Suddenly, she was lowering her voice, whispering to him a little bit more conspiratorially, and Peter was tuning back in a bit more fully this time. His eyes zipped past her toward where the cop had turned toward them and he decided then and there that, yeah ... yeah, he really needed to go. One look over her shoulder and she would see empty air where Peter had just been standing.

    The fifteen or so minutes that followed were basically crisis mode for him. She had to know. That had come so far from left field. He could have ditched her bookstore meetup, but that would have been the ultimate dick move, but there were so many what ifs that came with this entire scenario. How could Peter pass it up, though? So he awkwardly stumbled his way out of his costume in an alley, shoved it into his backpack, pulled it over his shoulder, and jogged down the street in his jeans and t-shirt until he came across the bookstore in question. His heart was pounding in his chest and he paced a bit outside the door. "... Come on, Peter, you got this. If she doesn't know it's you, then she doesn't know it's you, and if she does--"

    He stopped himself, eyes flicking toward some guy perusing some of the books outside. Only he wasn't staring at the books, he was staring at him. "Go get her, tiger," he called, a tell-tale grin on his face. "Don't get too sappy, most girls aren't into all that."

    An awkward laugh followed and Peter shut his mouth, heading inside and promptly making himself look busy perusing the shelves all while keeping a subtle lookout for that head of dark hair.
     
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    There's no point in worrying if Peter will show up or not but if a small part of her did worry Michelle would never admit to it. She'd never admit to a lot of things like being glad he even existed in this universe. But then basically all of the superheroes did which was annoying and confusing (she keeps meeting them, too, and was feeling severely overwhelmed about that). If there was one thing Michelle Jones was exceptional at, though, it was stuffing down all of her emotions so others didn't see it.

    Which is how she managed to get through an entire cop interrogation quickly: She was just there to buy snacks, guy showed up, weird spidey guy flung himself in, and she helped squash the criminal like a bug. They scolded her about interfering and the dangers in it and Michelle, for one of the first times, was wise enough not to say well if you had shown up sooner. She nodded solemnly at the right times and said her yes sir/no sirs before asking if she could go. The officer in question seemed to be confused by her nonchalance, but that was practically normal so she'd left without further ado.

    And unfortunately with neither her drink or snack. That sucked.

    Michelle didn't rush to get to the bookstore. He'd either be there or he wouldn't. If he was then him panicking a little wasn't the worst and if he wasn't... Well, then she didn't rush anywhere for nothing. The teenager took it at a normal pace, but even normal it's not that long of a walk to the bookstore. She was good enough to glance over her shoulder to make sure a cop or something wasn't following her before pushing open the swinging door and entering the familiar comfortable presence.

    Peter wasn't lingering far within the store itself. He was trying to act casual amongst the shelves, but maybe she'd watched him for too long to know he looked nothing but casual. She swung her bookbag off her shoulder and tossed it next to the counter. "Huh," She started mildly, a lack of shock in her voice but it instead entirely too casual, "you actually showed up. I'd have thought you'd talk yourself into believing that there's no way I could have figured it out by now." Which. Would be crazy, but then to most people Peter Parker wasn't interesting enough to watch. She'd only started watching him because he seemed to be going through the downward spiral of high school drop and then just became outright suspicious (any thing else she plainly ignored). No one else cared that much.
     
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    The sound of a bookbag hitting the counter near him made him jump. It obviously wasn't a danger factor since his spidey sense didn't start tingling away, but it was enough to yank him violently from his thoughts as his gaze whipped around to find himself staring face to face at MJ herself. She looked casual as ever considering what had just happened, but then again, this was literally Michelle. Peter didn't think that had ever seen a panicked bone in her body. She had that nonchalant deadpan humor that was super confusing and lowkey wildly entertaining. Not that he would ever admit that out loud.

    A part of him was sure she must've had it wrong. She couldn't possibly have seriously figured it out, right? She had to have made a mistake. He was way smoother than that. But in the end, that wasn't the case as she went on about figuring it out. Well, crap. Closing the random being he had in his hands that he'd been idly flipping through and paying absolutely no attention to whatsoever, Peter gave her a grin that was not as casual as he wanted to be. "Figured what out?" he asked, turning to slide the book back onto the shelf. His heart was pounding away in his chest.

    "Oh! Shoot ... Do we have a class together?" Peter suddenly blurted out, looking back toward her. "I'm such an idiot, I mean-- I mean, to be fair, I have not been paying attention in those classes, so if you've been there and I haven't noticed, I am ... so sorry. Wow. So dumb, right?"

    Cue nervous laugh.