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I took the tickets and whistled, "damn, these are some great seats. How did you get them?"

"My mom got them for me," MJ smiled, "she wants me to get used to the town and have some fun. So…. you in?"

"Most definitely!" I called out before I felt to glares hit me. I gulped and turned to my aunt and uncle, "you know...if that's okay with you two."

Ben stopped the glare nearly instantly, "of course it is kiddo! Have fun!"

May groaned, "I don't know Ben, it's awfully late. They'll have to come back by train and you know the stories we hear about those late night trips."

"Oh it's all right, our Peter here will just beat anyone who even tries won't he?" Ben asked with a grin.

I smirked, "damn straight."

May protested some more, but after MJ, Ben and I kept pleading with her she eventually agreed. But not without making sure MJ carried some pepper spray for her own protection.

After breakfast I took MJ back into my room where I booted up Peter's old Nintendo 64 and loaded Smash bros. I taught MJ how to play and needless to say she was a master at it. Something about hitting me with a giant hammer just seemed to appele to her.

We had lunch at home and then got ready to leave. Before I left though Uncle Ben stopped me and slipped me a hundred, he winked, "make it a good night champ."

I smiled, "thanks Uncle Ben."

We took a cab to the train station and caught the first one into Manhattan. MJ kept going on and on about how the play troops were one of the best in the city and how I was going to be amazed. And I belied her, in my old life I was an admirer of the theater, though now my interests were...elsewhere.

We reached the city with time to spare, so I insisted we explore the place. Peter had done so before, not in detail, so I did have some idea on where to go and what to see.

We went to the Central Park and enjoyed a nice long walk. MJ liked the greenery, and I liked her smile, honestly I think I might be falling for this girl. It's it's been what? A week? Damn you Peter Parker, I just know this is all somehow your fault!

We reached the theater just in time for the play to start. MJ was excited and I shared her enthusiasm, a good Shakespearean play was something to be excited about.

The play lasted for three hours, but it felt like it much shorter. The actors were amazing, each leagues above anything I have seen before. They were energetic, ecstatic and hypnotic in the way they delivered their lines. But while MJ enjoyed the play, I was focused on something else.

The story itself was one of revenge. Hamlet finds out his father had been killed by his uncle, and he now wishes for revenge. The premise was similar to Peter's own life, his uncle dies and he looks for the killer.

But there is a major difference in their stories. Hamlet kept postponing his vengeance, and in the end that costed him. He had a duty to his people, his subjects, to remove a man who would kill his own brother for the crown. He had failed his duty and his family resulting in the death of all he cared for.

Peter on the other had taken upon that duty, that responsibility and he grew the better for it. Was what I was doing right? Was Spider-man really what I needed to be?

This question plagued me, but I pushed it aside and focused on the drama, though the question never truly left.

And then it was over.

"That was so freaking cool!" MJ yelled out pumping her fists. A few of the other patrons looked at her and chuckled at her enthusiasm.

"Yes it was Peepers," I nodded, "it was something else."

"Did you see how they acted? God, it was like they were actually going to kill each other on stage! And Hamlet, oh, that guy, I felt like yelling, 'do something you ass! That's your mother!'."

I smiled, "oh no, you've caught the bug."

MJ blinked, "bug? What bug?"

"The theater bug," I replied, "symptoms include a love of the theater, love for drama and an insurmountable desire to be under the spotlight."

"Hey, that's mean," MJ pouted, "I just like it okay."

"I know, I know, but I stand by what I said. Besides, I think you would be a great actress," we walked down the streets, the city still active even though it was the middle of the night.

"R-really?" MJ asked.

"Of course, why, you don't think so?"

"No, I do, but...no one ever thought I could do it..."

"Well I'm glad I'm the first," I smiled as he reached out and grabbed her hand in mine. She didn't hesitate, as she squeezed my hand back, "I'm serious though, you would be an amazing actress."

MJ smiled, "thanks Peter, that….that means a-"

KABOOM!

Time seemed to slow down, I felt something inside me vibrate as my body started to move on instinct. I pulled MJ closer and wrapped one arm around her chest, jumping to the side.

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