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It was almost like I was Doc Ock and I took over Peter's mind in an effort to become the 'Superior Spider-man' or something. Though last I checked I wasn't a fucking super villain!

I checked my memories, or rather Peter's. The spider bite had just happened, that was the pain I felt when I...arrived? into his body.

I tried to figure out what kind of world I was living in. You know, classical Spider-man, Ultimate Spider-man, maybe one of the movie verse Spider-men? But so far I had nothing. I did however find out that in this world Tony Stark had outed himself publicly as Iron man, so there was a big chance I was currently living in some version of the Marvel movie universe.

Peter also didn't have many friends, even Harry Osborn was more of a study partner than an actual friend. No Gwen Stacy, no Mary Jane, no one. He was franky a very lonely kid.

I learnt that in this world Peter was smart, extremely smart. Scary smart. Like if he was pushed far enough he could become the next Doctor Doom, given enough time of course. He hide most of his intelligence because he was afraid of being an outcast, more than he already was that is.

The feeling of have so much more processing power was startling to say the least. My brain was functioning at a pace I'm not used to, but at the same time I had no problem keeping up. It was after all my brain.

I did wonder how the hell this happened. How did I end up in this body? If the Marvel universe was real, and my world was one where they just existed as comic book character, did that mean all those celestial beings were real?

Did one of them do this to me? Put me in Peter's body just to see what would happen? A test?

I sighed as I opened the window to my room and stepped outside, sitting on the window sill as I watched the sun rise on my second day in 'bed rest'.

I took a deep breath and looked around at the beauty around me, I was right now at an impasse. Should Spider-man live? That was the question.

Being Spider-man was something Peter did out of guilt for getting his uncle killed. But with me, I don't really think that's going to happen. I wasn't going to let the old man die, it would be too much of a chip on my shoulder. So that option was out of the question.

I also didn't particularly like the fact that being a hero basically ruined Peter's life in so many aspects. Romantically, socially, heck even his superhero lifestyle was stressed with JJ always harassing him with the Bugle and the people calling him a menace.

Plus to be fair, I wasn't a fucking hero. Why the hell should I risk my life for others? I was a genius, maybe I should just invent gizmos to help people, I could be the next Reed Richards and save more lives as Peter Parker the inventor than I ever could as Spider-man!

With my mind made up I go out of Peter's room...I suppose it's my room now, since I was Peter Parker. Just who the hell did this to me?

I went downstairs and found Aunt May cooking breakfast and Uncle Ben already awake and getting ready for work. I blinked, "good morning?"

Aunt May looked up and smiled, "ah! Peter! So good to see you awake and moving about? How do you feel dear?"

"Better," I shrugged as I sat down at the dining table. May placed a stack of pancakes before me, I eagerly grabbed one when I found it looking a bit dry, "ah...I don't mean to complain, but this pancake is dead."

"That's because it's a rye pancake," May exclaimed with a grin, "I found recipe on the internet! It's supposed to help with any unhealthy foreign substance in your body. So eat up!"

I grumbled, "didn't anyone ever tell you not everything you read on the internet is true?"

Ben chuckled, "he has you there May."

"Oh hush you two, eat up Peter, I want you at full strength today!"

I shrugged as I dug into my pancake, "so what's so special about today?"

"Well you see, Anna Watson's niece is coming over today, the poor dear had to move due to family trouble. She's going to be staying with Anna, and we were wondering if you would talk to her, helped her settle in."

My mouth froze as it opened to swallow the disgusting pancakes. I turned to May with wide open eyes, "you're kidding."

"Peter she's a perfectly fine girl, just a little shy. But if you're not feeling up for it then-"

"-No!" I yelled quickly surprising them both, I quickly added, "I mean, I would love too! I feel great! Better than great in fact! When is she coming?"

"A-around noon I think," May replied unused to my enthusiasm, "are you sure Peter? I don't want you to stress yourself."

"No stress Aunt May, it would be my pleasure," I bit into the pancake and immediately stopped chewing, "this tastes like cardboard."

Ben laughed heartily as May glared at me, though I really didn't mind. Uncle Ben left for work soon after breakfast, so I decided to take a shower and get ready.

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