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[spiderkid]

[ The first thing Miles does upon arrival is sigh in relief that the shooting stopped. The second thing he does is realize that he's not in the middle of a fight anymore, and wherever he is, he's in his suit without his change of clothes. The third thing he does is notice the device on the ground next to him. ]



I found this phone. Dont no whos it is, but if whoever you are sees this and wants it back Im chillin by the fountain. Just look for your friendly neighborhood Spiderman!

[ There are probably better, smarter ways to get answers, but this'll do, Miles figures. ]

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[spiderkid]

Thanks mindy. I'm mil

I'm Spiderman.

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

...nice to meet you.

[spiderkid]

So we really cant leave this place? My mom is going to flip.

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

Relax, dude. She won't even notice. Time stops where you're from. It'll start again once the City decides you can go home.

[spiderkid]

Thats good. Home is kinda messed up right now. Civil war type stuff.

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

That blows. Hey. If you need a place to stay, you could stay with me. I got a room and the ticking is getting kinda annoying. You aren't afraid of gods, are you?

[spiderkid]

Nah. I met one and he wasn't so bad. [ He patted Miles on the back so hard he ended up on the floor. ]

Where's ur place from the fountain? I'll swing by.

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

NO NOT GODS..SHIT. I MEANT DOGS GOD FUCKING DAMN THIS STUPID MACHINE.

[She needs a few minutes.]

I meant dogs. My address is [blahblahwords]

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[spiderkid]

[ Wow she cusses a lot. ] Dogs r cool. Always wanted one but my dad wouldn't let me.

[ And a few minutes later, there's a knock on your window. ]

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[Yes. Yes, she does. She heads to the window, Mocha in her arms who is wriggling and barking at the weird person in the window. She opens it and steps back.]

Hi. Come on in.

[Let's be honest, here. Were you expecting a 12 year old?]

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[spiderkid]

[ Okay, maybe not. She didn't text like an adult, but he wasn't expecting someone smaller than even him.

He swings in through the open window. ]

Uh, hey.

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[Don't let the size fool you, dude. Not for a second.]

Your room's down the hall, if you want it. It's huge. Has a great view of the middle of the city. Kitchen's down the hall. There are take-out menu's in a purple Hello, Kitty folder on top of the fridge. My room's across from the bathroom.

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[spiderkid]

Wow, so you don't know anything about me and you're totally ok with me moving in?

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[A pause.] I've met scarier.

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[spiderkid]

Scarier than a guy in a mask coming in your window?

Not that I don't appreciate it, I do need someplace to stay.

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[Just a shrug. She ain't sayin' a thing.]

Sure. You could say that. And cool. The place is yours if you really want it.

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[spiderkid]

Awesome. I'll take it then. [ He goes off to see the room she said was his when a thought occurs to him. ]

You wouldn't know where a guy could get some clothes around here, would you?

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

Welcome Center. And there are places to buy stuff on credit.

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[spiderkid]

Cool. I'll have to check that place out.

...do I have to get a job?

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

How old are you? Because I'm twelve. I get money just for being here.

[It helps. Not actually needing to work for money? It's...also kind of boring.] I had a job walking a dog for a while. But I didn't actually need it.

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[spiderkid]

Would I have to tell somebody how old I am to get the money, or would it just come, like the phone?

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

Mine just shows up. Probably from the deities that run this place. Speaking of, don't trust them. They're asses.

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[spiderkid]

Real deities? Like gods?

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[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

That's what they say. I think they're full of shit.

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[spiderkid]

You sure cuss a lot for a twelve year old.