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Miles wasn't one to be eager to get out of school. Sure recently his days have been less than exciting.
It was the same class every day and then right after he would meet up with Ganke and they hang out. It wasn't until he was Spider-man he did anything fun.
But for once he was so grateful that today was a short day. Dispite having nothing to do after school since Ganke needed to finish a project. He was able to do more Spider-Maning.
Not to mention he was able to stake out Fisk Tower in the meantime. But just like every time he has staked out the place he saw nothing suspicious enough for him to step in.
He did note a few vans that enter through the back of the tower. They had a symbol he had never seen before but he was too far to make it out.
The rest of the day went the same way regular patrolling areas and stopping some small burglars now and then. Eventually, nighttime hit and he traveled back to the building where he met M.J. the other day.
After a few minutes, Miles sat on the ledge swaying his feet back and forward as he scrolled through his phone as he waited for the other,
His head started to tingle letting him know his spidey sense was going off. There was a presence behind him. He quickly turns around sticking out his web shooters and aiming at the intruder.
“Whoa, easy there tiger,” M.J. said coming out of the shadows and revealing himself with his hands up.
“M.J. it’s you. Geez don't sneak up like that I could have hurt you.” Miles said letting down his hand.
“I doubt you could hurt me webs,” M.J. said taking a seat next to Miles. “Sorry if you were waiting for long, I would have come here sooner if I knew where I was going, still getting used to the streets here,” M.J. said awkwardly.
“Oh really,” Miles said as a thought came to mind. “Well then perhaps I could give you a tour,” Miles said standing up on the edge of the building.
M.J. stood there blank. “You mean,” they said making the same hand movement as Miles does when he shoots webs.
“Yha, you don't get sick easily do you?” He questions.
“Nope, I was just asking,” They said now standing next to Miles waiting for him.
Miles stood there blank for a second “ Righit umm. Ok, I have to hold you so if you get uncomfortable just uhh let me know.”
“It alright dude let's just swing away,” M.J. said pumping his fist up and down,
Ok then, I'm just going to uhh” Miles said awkwardly before wrapping one of his arms around Mikey’s waist. “Ok ready,” he asked making sure the smaller one was alright.
“Let's do this,” M.J. said practically already leaning forward to jump off the building.
Miles gives a small smile under his mask before leaning forward as well making them both fall off the roof. As they began swinging through the city M.J. wrapped their arms around his neck and legs around his torso in an attempt to hold on.
Miles's face was pretty red under his mask by the action. But one look towers M.J. smiling made his heart skip a bit. Or maybe it skipped from almost crashing into a building when he was looking at him.
They eventually land on a building allowing M.J. to stand.
“Alright, spider what's our first stop on this tour?” M.J. asked looking down on the streets below.
Miles chuckles as he clears his throat. “Only at the best sandwich place in all of New York. Delmar's,” he exclaimed.
“Really”
“You don't believe me do you?” Miles snarked.
M.J. shook his head. “I don't know I have met many places claiming to be the best in New York. So call me skeptical.”
“Well then prepare to eat those words, literally,” Miles said as he headed down to the place.
“Wait aren't you going to take me with you?’ M.J. Said looking down the building and watching the spider climb down to the shop.
“It will only be for a second I’ll be right back,” Miles said before entering the shop.
Mikey grinned sitting on the ledge as he waited.
A sudden clash cates his attention to an ally way just behind him. He would have just excused it as a stray cat rummaging around but the noise persisted.
He looks around not seeing Spider-Man before rushing off to check out the commotion.
As he looked into the ally way he could see some thugs battering up some dude.
“I didn't see anything I swear. Just let me leave and I’ll forget it even happened.” The dude pleaded.
“Hurry up and shoot them, the boss doesn't want loose ends.” one of the thugs said.
“Yha Yha, I, know!” The second one said as he lifted the gun shooting until it was knocked out of his hand.
“What the” One of the thugs exclaimed while rubbing his hands. They look at the gun to see a ninja star piercing the barrel of the firearm rendering it useless.
“Alright, let's make this quick” Mikey said pulling out his nunchucks. The two men snarled as they attacked them.
It didn’t take long for Mikey to take out the low-level thugs. Did take a while to get the dude who was in trouble to stop thanking him and inform the police.
He was just about to head back to the roof but in the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of a card that caught his attention.
He picks it up inspecting it. “This must have fallen off during the fight,” Mikey said.
“M.J.?” Mikey hears his newfound nickname from the rooftop. He quickly stuffs the card into his pocket and uses his nunchucks to shoot him up to the roof.
“M.J.?” Miles called again. ‘Where did they go?’ Miles questions.
“Over here” He hears from the side of him.
“Your eye lens not working or something?” M.J. questions as he swings his feet back and forward sitting on the ledge of the building.
“There you are,” Miles said approaching with two sandwiches in hand. He takes a seat right next to him handing them the sandwich Miles had gone to retrieve.
“I didn't even hear you,” Miles said unwrapping a sandwich. “You like a ninja” Miles joked taking a bite of his sandwich.
M.J. practically chokes on their first bite. “W-what, now you just talking crazy” They chuckle before quickly returning to the sandwich.
“Ok, then. So how long have you been spraypainting for?” Miles questions trying to strike up a conversation.
“Mhh- oh uh. I guess since as long as I have been able to grab a brush.” M.J. chuckles out. “What about you? You seem like you've been doing that sorta thing for a long while too.”
“Yeah, My uncle got me really into it. He used to take me to some secret spots and we would make murals occasionally.” He said thinking about the many memories of him and his uncle.
“That's amazing Maybe I can spot them while I'm out looking for spots myself,” Mikey said excitedly.
“Good luck. Most of them are in hard-to-reach places or have been scrubbed off” Miles remarks.
“Is that a challenge?” M.J. says in between bites.
“Only depends if you accept”
“Than challenge exempted. I will make it my goal to find any and all of your murals by the end of spring” M.J. Declares earning a chuckle from Miles.
“Well, good luck that only gives you 2 months,” Miles says finishing his sandwich.
“Easy peasy, Hey, by the way, you were right this is probably the best sandwich I have had in a while,” Mikey said finishing
“Told you so common I’ll show you some more cool spots,” Miles said, getting up and pulling down the bottom half of his mask.
“Common,” He said, sticking out his hand to help the other.
M.J. Chuckles before taking his hand and standing up. “You know I can stand on my own, I’m not some person you just saved.”
“Yha but what kind of host would that make me,” Miles says, chuckling as a blush crept on his cheek.
“Well, then where to next,” M.J. said enthusiastically staring at the city in front of them.
Before Miles could make a move a clash of a window break was heard not too far.
The two teens look over the ledge to investigate the noise.
Across the street a shop was being robbed, and two robbers walked in through the broken glass.
Miles frowned a bit under the mask.
“I-I'll be right back. I have to - umm you know.” Miles said, pointing to the buildings while backing up to the edge of the rooftop.
“Wait, take me with you, I can help,” M.J. said following him to the edge of the rooftop.
“And let my guest get injured, no way,” Miles said, getting ready to swing over to the shop.
M.J. quickly grabbed Miles wrist preventing him from leaving. “Common I can help you.”
“Look unless you have super strength, fast reflexes, or something that allows you to transverse freely. Then you can’t fight crime.” Miles said climbing down the roof before wiping around to face M.J.
“Wait here, I’ll be right back,” he told them before swinging over to the shop.
Miles runs himself invisible before entering through the broken glass. The two robbers were currently trying to bust open a door to the back room.
“Where are those two idiots, they’re supposed to be here with the van by now.” One of the robbers said to look around the shop for any other unwanted visitors.
“Forget them, let’s just grab the money and go.” The other said busting open the door. “There now let's grab the money and go” they’d said walking into the room.
Miles turns himself visible again figuring this has gone on long enough. He leans against the door frame watching the two robbers rummage through the room.
“You know your outfits are not fighting back on the robber's stereotypes,” Miles said, gaining the robber's attention. “Honestly all you two are missing are the black and white stripes.”
“Fuck it’s Spider-man” one of the robbers exclaimed, taking out his gun.
Miles quickly takes the gun away using his web shooters. “Hey what if a kid hears you.” He exclaims throwing the gun a safe distance away from him and the robbers.
“Don’t use the gun. We got this just for this moment.” The other smirked, reaching into the bag.
Miles' spider-sense goes off the moment the robber pulls out a spherical-shaped object pressing something. He shoots a web at it, throwing it off to the side assuming it’s a bomb.
The two robbers try to book for the back door now realizing they are unarmed.
“Hey come on guys. We were just starting to get to know each other.” Miles said, forcing the door closed with a thwip of his webbing.
As the doors closed the two men quickly took cover behind some boxes.
Miles at first was confused by their action. That was until his spider-sense started to go haywire.
Before he could react he was practically blown out of the shop hitting harshly against the concrete floor.
“You know you think after a year of villains and other bad guys. I would know when a weapon is a bomb” Miles groaned out.
“Honestly kinda a rookie move”
Miles sits up to see M.J. holding out their hand. M.J. had a slight glow around them from the street lights. He couldn’t help but blush a little under the mask.
Miles quickly clears his throat. “Uhh thanks, “ he said, grabbing hold of MJ's hand. “How did you get down here so fast?” Miles questions.
“Uhhh. Majic” M.J. Said a bit nervously.
Miles chuckled a bit. “Ok. Shoot those robbers if I hurry I can-“
“They are already captured. Well more unconscious really.” M.J. said looking at the two unconscious bad guys.
“Oh. Ok then. You uhh got a phone.” Mile questioned.
“Sure do. Oh, and there's some dude in the alley to also knocked uncuncios.” M.J. said pointing to an alleyway.
“What? When did those guys show up?“
“Uhh” Before M.J. could answer there was a ringing coming from the phone. M.J. quickly took the phone stopping the alarm.
“I'm so sorry I have to go but uhh let's maybe meet up another time.” They said slowly backing up.
“Uhh Yha maybe tomorrow,”
“Awsomw'll see you tomorrow then .” They said before running off.
Miles sighs containing his excitement for the next day. He quickly looks around seeing the mess and destruction the bomb made. He called the police before M.J. left.
While he waited for the police to arrive he tied up the 4 robbers. He was peculiar about the slight burn marks on the two in the alleyway. But he put it to the side for now.
He then went inside the noy partially exploded building to check the origin of the blast. To his surprise, he sees the same ball intact.
“Well, that's new” Miles said picking up the sphere to inspect it.
The Bomb seemed more organic than the usual metal devices have seen. It wasn't anything he had ever seen. The police finally arrived allowing him to leave. He takes the thing back with him unsure of what to do with it.
For now, he took it to his dorm room witch when thought about it probably wanted the best idea. But at least now he asks Ganke about it he loves this kinda of stuff.