Peter jumped over the crowbar that had just been swung at him. "Not cool, man!" He complained. Peter punched the man's chest and the man went flying into a wall. Peter webbed his hands to the wall and alerted the cops.

Peter jumped out of the alley way and swung onto a rooftop. Peter waited until he saw the cops arrive. Once they got there, Peter shot a web and swung to the top of Stark Tower, one of his favorite views at night. Peter liked the Tower because it was one of the tallest buildings in New York City which allowed him to see both the city lights and the stars at the same time.

Peter sat down on the ledge and leaned on the antenna. Peter pulled off his mask and felt the fresh air on his face. Peter looked at the bright red mask in his hands.

Peter's Spidey Sense buzzed very faintly. There wasn't any danger. But it was trying to prepare him for something. Peter slipped his mask on. A bright blue flash lit up an alley near Stark Tower. "That better not be more alien tech."

"I don't believe so, Peter." Karen said. "The Chitauri weapons were purple, not blue."

"Thanks, Karen." Peter jumped off of Stark Tower and began heading toward the alley he had seen. Peter arrived at the alley. Peter scanned the alley until he realized something. "Hey, Karen, isn't this the alley that I used before the whole Vulture thing?"

"It would appear so."

Peter hopped down and looked around. He didn't see anything other than a couple of puddles from the rain that morning. Peter turned around to go back to his apartment.

"Oh, my god!" A figure fell down and hit one of the puddles. "Ow."

The figure stood up and looked around but stopped when his eyes hit Peter.

The figure stepped forward into the moonlight and Peter gasped at what he was wearing. It was a Spider-Man suit.

It seemed much simpler than anything that Peter had ever used. The eyes were silver and didn't seem to move. The webbed pattern was much more defined and made from some sort of metal.

Peter felt a strong buzzing in his head at the same time that the other Spider-Man massaged his forehead.

The buzzing slowly subsided and Peter realized that it was his Spidey Sense.

"You're like me." They said at the same time. The other Spider-Man pulled off his mask to reveal somebody the same age as him. Peter slowly peeled of his mask.

Peter held his hand out. "Peter. Parker."

The other Spider-Man shook it. "I'm, uh, Peter Parker, too. But to make things easier, you can call me Tobey."

Peter angled his head. "Why Tobey? Why not something a little more similar to Peter?"

Tobey smiled. "I like Tobey. It's a good name."

"I was wondering if you could do me a favor, Tobey." Peter said. "How did you get here? Because I'm pretty sure I'm the only Spider-Man."

Tobey smiled. "Okay."

***

Tobey was sitting on MJ's couch watching a movie with her. It was a cheesy old romance comedy movie, but MJ had thought it was interesting. Tobey was sitting with his arm around her and MJ snuggled closer to him. Tobey ran his hands through MJ's hair. MJ slowly lifted her head up and pressed her lips to his. MJ pulled back smiling softly. Tobey smiled and looked at her. He leaned toward her to kiss her again when he heard police sirens through the window. MJ bit her lip and looked down at her lap.

"I'll make it up to you, 'kay?" Tobey quickly changed into his suit. He started going to the window, but MJ stopped him. She rolled up the mask to his nose and pressed her lips to his.

She smiled at him. "Go get 'em, Tiger."

Tobey jumped out the window and swung after the cops. He arrived at the crime scene where there was an armed robbery going on. After tying up the criminals, Tobey was standing at a nearby building making sure that the cops arrived.

Tobey's Spidey Sense suddenly went off and he saw a soft blue mist enveloping him. Tobey shot a web at a building, but the soft mist closed around him, cutting off the web. Tobey fell down through space and found himself falling into an alley in New York City.

***

"What does MJ stand for?" Peter asked.

"Hm?"

"MJ. What does it stand for?"

Tobey scratched his face. "Oh, Mary Jane."

Peter nodded.

"Why?" Tobey asked.

"I have a friend that goes by MJ. Her name is Michelle, though." Peter said. "Well, I know a guy who might know what happened. We should go visit him."

Tobey nodded. "Do you have anything I can change into? I don't think I should go around dressed like this."

"We'll just swing there. It's dark enough that nobody will notice." Peter said.

"Lead the way then, Spider-Man."