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PETER 1 IS THE TOM HOLLAND SPIDER-MAN
PETER 2 IS THE TOBEY MAGUIRE SPIDER-MAN
PETER 3 IS THE ANDREW GARFIELD SPIDER-MAN
The three Peters sat around their small dining table in their even smaller apartment, each with a plate of reheated pasta in front of them. Peter 2 was chatting away about the latest science experiment he had been working on, while Peter 3 listened intently and occasionally interjected with his own thoughts. But Peter 1 seemed distant, lost in thought.
"Hey, Pete, you okay?" Peter 2 asked, noticing his friend's absentmindedness.
Peter 1 snapped out of his thoughts and looked up at his friends. "Yeah, sorry guys. Just been dealing with some stuff lately."
"What stuff?" Peter 3 asked, concerned.
"It's just...I've been feeling really lost lately," Peter 1 admitted. "After everything that happened with Mysterio, and then Aunt May and the Green Goblin...I just don't know where I fit in anymore. I'm not sure I even want to keep being Spiderman."
Peter 2 and Peter 3 exchanged a look of understanding. They had both been through their own struggles as Spiderman, and they knew how difficult it could be.
"Hey, man, we get it," Peter 2 said, placing a hand on Peter 1's shoulder. "Being Spiderman is tough. But you're not alone. We're here for you, no matter what."
Peter 3 nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and even if you do decide to hang up the suit, that doesn't change who you are. You're still Peter Parker, and you're still our friend."
Peter 1 smiled weakly, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. It was good to know he had friends who understood what he was going through.
Over the next few hours, the three Peters talked and laughed, reminiscing about their various adventures as Spiderman. They shared stories of close calls and victories, and even bond over some of their more embarrassing moments. It felt good to be able to talk openly with others who truly understood the unique challenges of being Spiderman.
As the night wore on, the conversation turned more serious again. Peter 1 opened up further about his fears and doubts, and Peter 2 and Peter 3 listened attentively, offering words of comfort and support.
"Look, Pete, we know it's not easy," Peter 2 said. "But remember why we do this. We're here to help people, to make the world a better place. And yeah, sometimes that means sacrificing things, but it's worth it."
Peter 3 nodded. "And even when it feels like we're not making a difference, we have to keep trying. We can't give up, not when there's still good we can do."
Peter 1 felt a sense of warmth and comfort wash over him as he listened to his friends' words. They were right - being Spiderman wasn't just about the costume and the web-slinging. It was about doing the right thing, even when it was hard. And with friends like Peter 2 and Peter 3 by his side, he knew he could keep going.
Eventually, the three Peters finished their dinner and settled down on the couch, each lost in their own thoughts. But the silence was comfortable, a reminder of the deep bond they shared. And as Peter 1 closed his eyes, he felt a sense of peace settle over him, knowing that no matter what the future held, he had friends who would always be there for him.
The night wore on, and eventually the three Peters decided to call it a night after binging cheesy movies from the 80a. They each retreated to their respective corners of the small apartment, exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster they had been on.
The next morning, they were up early, ready to start their day of patrols. They each suited up, putting on their spider-suits and preparing for another day of crime-fighting.
As they swung through the city, they felt a sense of camaraderie and excitement. They joked and teased each other, enjoying the company of their fellow Spidermen.
As they patrolled, they noticed a group of kids playing basketball in a nearby park. The ball had bounced off the court and was rolling down the street, dangerously close to oncoming traffic and one of the kids ran after the ball.
Without a word, the three Peters swung into action. Peter 1 used his webbing to grab the kid and direct him out of danger, while Peter 2 and Peter 3 worked together to create a web barrier to stop the traffic from hitting the kid.
The kids cheered and thanked them, and the three Peters couldn't help but smile. It was moments like these that made all the hard work and sacrifice worth it.
As they continued patrolling, they noticed an elderly woman struggling to carry her groceries up the stairs of her building. Without hesitation, the three Peters rushed to her aid, helping her carry her bags and walking her to her door.
The woman was so grateful, she invited them inside for tea and cookies. They sat around her kitchen table, chatting and laughing, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort that they rarely experienced as superheroes.
As they left the woman's apartment, they each felt a sense of joy and fulfillment. They had made a difference in someone's life, even if it was just a small act of kindness.
As they swung through the city, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the city. They felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that they had done their part to make the city a little bit safer and a little bit kinder.
As they landed back at their apartment, they collapsed onto the couch, exhausted but happy. They had been through so much together, but they had each other to lean on, and that made all the difference.
"Hey guys," Peter 1 said, breaking the silence. "I know last night was tough, but I just wanted to say...thanks. Thanks for being there for me."
Peter 2 and Peter 3 smiled at him, a sense of brotherhood passing between them. They had been through so much together, and they knew that they could count on each other no matter what.
"Anytime, man," Peter 2 said, clapping him on the back.
"Yeah, that's what we're here for," Peter 3 added.
As they settled in for the night, they each felt a sense of contentment and peace. They had each other, and that was enough. For now, at least.