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Hobie is used to weird things happening.
Comes with the territory of being Spider Man, don’t it? Giant lizard men, alien goo dogs, undead government pricks… but this was a new level of weird.
He’d just been minding his own business, actually his own business for once! Practicing his guitar, making sure all the strings were tuned. When suddenly this… weird thing happened. Some kind of hole had opened up midair, bubbling and looking generally ominous, and Hobie had been confused. Then everything around him started swirling and spinning throughout the apartment he’d “Claimed”, making it a right proper mess, and he suddenly was being pulled to this portal. When he was in there, he almost felt sick. He was spinning, swirling, rushing through some kind of weird… web from the look of it. Hobie was barely processing what was happening before he was spat out… right onto a rooftop. Standing up, the first thing Hobie noticed was…
This definitely wasn’t Camden.
Everything was bright and colourful, but not in the same way his universe was. It was all fixed, stationary. Not shifting colours or anything like that, making him look even more out of place. But his spider sense was tingling, nudging him in a direction. So, he followed it. Followed it to some posh, elitist looking school that had him itching to deface it, show whatever rich pricks in charge that they weren’t in control. But that didn’t feel like the right course of action for once, didn’t seem like what he should do. So he stole a uniform (it was just a coincidence that a bunch of those overpriced and boring uniforms happened to vanish at the same time), snuck into the school and played along.
Everyone looked at him like dirt, from the teachers to the rich kids that acted like they ruled the world. But he was used to it, barely even noticed it at this point. On the third day of putting up with this nonsense, he saw some pigs car pull up in front of the school. Another kid in a suit stepped out of the car, but something about him was… different to the other students. He seemed more out of place, from his slightly ratty suitcase to his undone laces. Still, he was the kid of a pig and went to a school like this, so he was officially in Hobie’s bad books. Until he turned up in the physics class Hobie had slipped into, looking rushed and doing an abysmal job of sneaking. When the teacher had called him out, Hobie had been expecting an excuse of some sort, maybe even just plain rudeness. He hadn’t expected an… absolutely shitty joke.
Hobie was caught off guard by it, and couldn’t help but let out a laugh. That was… kind of cool. Smart. Not funny, but smart.
…maybe this kid would be decent after all.