381 C381 Gifts Before the Storm

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Peter stood in Aunt May's bedroom, the soft glow from the windows casting a gentle light on her sleeping form. He hesitated, contemplating whether to wake her up or leave her to her much-needed rest.

Memories of his conversation with Noir echoed in his mind, reminding him of his agreement.

Finally, he made his decision. He couldn't bring himself to disturb her peace, not when she had already endured so much.

Instead, he quietly turned away and stepped out of the room, careful not to make a sound that would disturb her slumber.

As he walked down the hallway, his footsteps echoed softly against the wooden floor. He knew deep down that keeping Aunt May out of Fisk's killing was the right choice.

It was a dark path, one that would only lead to more pain and regret for a normal person like her. Especially at her age.

Either way, Fisk wouldn't live past the night.

Returning to the Spider-Cave, Peter entered the dimly lit room to find his team in various states of slumber. They lay sprawled across the surfaces, their exhausted bodies seeking solace in sleep.

Just as he was about to approach and wake them, their bodies twitched and distorted, their faces contorting in discomfort.

Peter watched as they groaned in frustration, the glitches manifesting in visible ways. It was a reminder of their outsider status in this universe, a constant struggle to exist.

And just as quickly as the glitches had appeared, they vanished, leaving the team in their normal forms once again. Confusion and annoyance clouded their sleepy expressions, their shared experience unsettling as always.

As the team began to process what had just happened, Gwen spoke up, her voice laced with curiosity. "Peter, why didn't you glitch like the rest of us? You're not from this universe either."

Peter shrugged, a slight smile playing at his lips. "I'm not entirely sure. Maybe it's because I've traveled to other universes before, or maybe it's because I dabble in the mystic arts. Whatever the reason, I've never felt any rejection from this universe."

His answer sparked a momentary silence as the team absorbed the information. Their gaze shifted from Peter to one another, silently acknowledging the depth of their shared experiences.

Although he didn't say it, Peter thought of one more possibility. 'Maybe it's because I have the Reality Stone in me? Though I can't use it here...'

As everyone was staring at Peter in jealousy, suddenly, the elevator came alive, sliding down with a mechanical hum. Peter turned his attention toward the sound, and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he saw Miles stepping out, clad in his loose Spider-Man Halloween costume.

"Miles!" Peter called out, his voice filled with warmth and familiarity. "Nice of you to join the party. Your just in time."

Just then, Peter's attention turned a nearby table, where he had stashed a wrapped gift for Miles. It was a small token of his appreciation for his latest student's progress.

Peter picked up the gift, a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes. "Miles," he called, motioning for him to come closer. "I managed to finish this about an hour ago."

Miles eagerly approached, his eyes shining with curiosity. With excitement, he ripped open the gift to reveal a sleek black and red spider suit, complete with slim built-in web shooters.

Instantly, The room filled with gasps of awe and admiration. But as soon as Miles touched the suit, it disappeared from his hands, leaving him and the others startled.

Confusion replaced the excitement, and Miles looked at Peter with a mixture of disbelief and curiosity. "Wh-where did it go?"

Peter chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Think about putting on the suit, Miles."

With a hopeful expression, Miles closed his eyes and focused. In an instant, his shabby Halloween costume vanished, replaced by a perfect black and red spider suit.

The room erupted in astonishment, the team gathering around Miles to admire his new attire. To further indulge in the moment, Peter snapped his fingers, conjuring a mirror so that Miles could fully admire his work.

[Insert picture of Miles Spider-Man suit here]

Peter took a deep breath, preparing to explain the enchantments he had added to Miles' new suit. He cleared his throat and looked at the expectant faces of his teammates. "Alright, here's the deal," he began, his voice steady.

"The suit I made for you, Miles, doesnt have all the bells and whistles that mine has, but it has some pretty cool features. First, it's bullet resistant. Here, let me show you." Peter conjured a small caliber pistol and aimed it at Miles.

The others gasped, their eyes widening in shock. Without hesitation, Peter squeezed the trigger, emptying the entire magazine into Miles.

The room fell into silence as they waited for the aftermath. But to their amazement, Miles stood unscathed, his suit intact.

Slowly, he looked down at himself, a mixture of relief and disbelief washing over his face. "Whoa, I'm okay! It's really bulletproof!"

Peter nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. "Sort of. It can withstand small caliber bullets, like the ones from that gun. But anything bigger, like .44 Magnum, and there's a good chance it could breach the suit. So be careful out there. Don't get complacent."

The team exchanged glances, a combination of awe and envy evident on their faces. Each of them wondered whether they should ask for a suit of their own as well.

Peter continued, knowing Miles was hungry for more information. "Next, the suit is temperature resistant. It can help regulate your body heat, keeping you comfortable in extreme cold or hot environments. It even has some fire-resistant properties, so it can handle a little fire if necessary."

As he spoke, Peter conjured a pool of flames under Miles' feet. The flame danced across his legs but left no trace, extinguishing itself without causing any damage.

The room erupted in murmurs of astonishment, the team realizing the true extent of the suit's capabilities.

"And lastly," Peter continued. "It's self-cleaning and self-repairing. It will never get dirty or develop any unpleasant odors. And should it rip or tear, it can fix itself back to pristine condition over a short period of time."

The other Spider-People stared at Miles' suit with a mix of admiration and envy. They couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, seeing the incredible features it possessed.

Peter's expertise and craftsmanship were evident in every stitch and enchantment.

Suddenly, Peter remembered something. "Oh, and the web shooters have infinite fluid inside, so you'll never have to refill them."

Gwen's eyes narrowed slightly, a playful smirk forming on her lips. "Well, aren't you lucky, Miles? Looks like you hit the jackpot." She couldn't hold back the small bit of jealousy hidden in her voice.

Miles nodded, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "I can't believe it. This is... amazing. Thank you, Peter. Seriously, thank you."

Peter patted Miles' shoulder. "You earned it, Miles. You've come a long way in a very short time, and I have no doubt you'll make this suit proud."

The team stood in awe of Miles' new spider suit, their eyes filled with longing and envy. They couldn't help but imagine themselves donning a suit with similar incredible features. It was as if the possibilities were endless, and Peter's craftsmanship had elevated their expectations.

However, reality quickly set in when Peter's attention turned to Peni, who was also gawking at Miles' suit. "Peni, I need the override key."

Peni's eyes widening with surprise. "The override key? Uh, Yeah. I finished it last night." She reached into her pocket, retrieving a small flash drive and held it out to Peter. "Here."

Without another word, Peter took the drive and handed it toward Miles, who took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the flash drive as if it held the weight of the world.

Miles hesitated, his voice filled with uncertainty. "Are you sure about this? I mean, what if I mess up?"

Peter placed a reassuring hand on Miles' shoulder, offering a comforting smile. "Miles, I don't trust anyone more than you to send me home. I believe in you. So believe in yourself."

The room fell into a hushed silence as the team surrounded Miles, their expressions filled with encouragement and support. Their longing for a suit like Miles' momentarily forgotten as they rallied behind their young teammate.

Gwen stepped forward, her voice gentle yet firm. "Miles, you can do this. We've seen what you're capable of. Trust yourself, just like we trust you."

Ben chimed in, his voice gruff but kind. "Yeah, kid. You got the potential to be the best of us. Don't doubt yourself."

Spider-Pig added his own words of encouragement, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "You've got this! Show 'em what you're made of!"

Even Noir stepped up, appearing from the shadows. "Don't doubt yourself, kid."

Miles glanced around at his supportive teammates, their unwavering faith in him giving him the strength he needed. He took a deep breath and reached out, accepting the flash drive from Peter's hand.

"Alright," he said, clutching the drive carefully. "I'll do it. I'll send you all back."

Peter nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude and trust. "Good, now for some more gifts." He said, surprising everyone.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Peter pulls out a set of sleek smartphones, their screens reflecting the dim light of the Spider-Cave.

Peter handed them out, one by one, to Noir, Spider-Pig, Miles, Gwen, Ben, and Peni. Each of them eagerly accepted the device, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"These phones are connected through a special enchantment," Peter explained, his voice steady. "They should allow us to communicate even after we return to our own universes."

Noir raised an eyebrow, his expression a mix of skepticism and intrigue. "Communicate across the multiverse? That's quite the bit of magic."

Peter shrugged, a carefree look in his eyes. "Eh, it wasn't as complicated as you'd think."

He motioned for everyone to unlock their phones and find the app titled "MChat." (Multiverse Chat) As they tapped their way through the screens and located the app, their excitement grew.

Peter's magic had proven to be very impressive thus far, and they were eager to see what else he had in store.

Once the app was open, they were greeted with a simple text-based chat room, similar to Discord. Each phone displayed a similar interface, with a blank message box.

As they were staring, Peter typed a quick message, which popped up on each screen.

SkeetShooter69420XD: Yo 👋

The team members looked at their screens, their expressions shifting between surprise and amusement. The choice of chat name elicited a mix of chuckles and groans, but they couldn't deny the brilliance of Peter's plan.

Ben, ever the curious one, voiced the question that was on everyone's mind. "Where did you get these phones? I mean, they have to be at least $800 a piece. You should be as broke as the rest of us in this universe."

Peter shrugged nonchalantly, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips. "Well, uh... I may have acquired them through... unconventional means. Let's just say a small portal opened up in an Apple factory in China."

Although that got him a couple disapproving looks, most didn't seem to care about his crime. Even Spider-Pig let out a snort of laughter.

Peter winked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "But hey, they're for a good cause. Now we can stay in touch once this is all over."

Gwen chimed in, a smile playing on her lips. "It's pretty amazing, Peter. Thank you for thinking of this. It's like having our own Spider-Support line."

Miles smiled in relief as threw a few glances at Gwen while she wasn't looking. "Yeah, this is incredible. Thank you."

Peter smirked, noticing his students odd behavior. "I'm happy to help~" He winked at Miles as he motioned to Gwen, knowing exactly why Miles was so thankful.

Instantly, Miles started flailing, motioning for Peter to stop before Gwen noticed anything.

Alternate title: Welcome to the Spider-Verse Chat Group!

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