New York: An alleyway 

3rd POV.

Norman Osborn woke himself back up, but for some reason he finds himself in an entirely different town, different world it looks like. As crazy as that theory sounds, it's the only one he's come up with so far. After all, the Peter Parker he's briefly seen on the news looks younger and incredibly different than the one he remembers.

Right now, he's in an alleyway trying to cover up his crime and get rid of all the goblin's stuff. He's trying to cover up the Glider before a voice rings out. 

"Coward." The Goblin insults him. "We have a new world to conquer, you make me sick." He berates the lost scientist. Norman turns to the helmet, even though the voice is obviously in his head.

"Leave me alone, please." Norman pleads with his alter ego.

"Hiding, in the shadows. Hiding from who you truly are." The Goblin continues to scold the man, who just shakes his head in a plea to stop.

"No!"

"You can't escape yourself!" The Goblin tells him. In a panicking attempt to silence the voice, Norman grabs a rock and smashes the helmet into pieces. He runs away even as the Goblin's crazy cackle lingers in his mind.

"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA."

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After finishing most of our clean up, Peter suggested that I head back to the crypt to make sure Ned and MJ are safe with the 'ferocious four'. Just in case they somehow manage to get out of their cell, which I doubt, but whatever.

While casually walking the streets of New York... (Yes, some people were look at me, but they pissed their pants while doing it.) I hear a loud sound, like someone hard being completely smashing. 

I stop and turn to the source a noise from an alleyway, and that's when l feel someone bumping into me. While I stay on the ground, the person hits the sidewalk concrete.

"Woah, you good?" I check on them as they come back to. It looks to be a man in his 30's, he looks mildly confused which I first thought was because he's looking at a boy made of charcoal, but I notice him blinking and glancing around every direction. Then I notice his green armor with a slight shade of purple. Is this the Green Elf? Norman Osborn?

"I-I..... I apologize." The man eventually speaks, standing back up. "I was... distracted." He stutters. I can't help but look at him concerned.

" 'Distracted'? You look like you just saw five, hundred ghosts, man." I tell him. Not only is he confused, but he's also taking mouth-open breaths as if he just watched a CoryxKenshin 'Spooky Scary, Sunday' video. Okay maybe that wasn't the best definition, but you know what I mean.

"I'm sorry it's just that...." The man who I this is Norman glances back towards the alley. "He won't stop talking..." He mumbles.

"Who won't?" I ask him, confused. look down the alley, but no one's there. 

Norman looks at the alley, as if he's waiting for something. After minute of awkward silence, he just shakes his head in an attempt to snap out of it. "Forget it." He turns back to me. "I hate to ask you this...but is there a place I can just.... rest?" He hesitantly asks, as if his pride depends on him not asking others for help.

"Are you lost or something?" I question him. The man quickly shakes his head.

"What? No, no, no, no." He tries denying, with a persuading smile. I just look at him skeptically for a few minutes and he just lets out a tired sigh. "Yes..."

"Alright, well... Um.... sure, yeah, I think I know somewhere." I say, nodding. The man then tries to give a polite smile, offering to shake my hand. I quickly shake it before a question comes to mind. "By the way, do you know a Peter Parker?" I question him.

The man is slightly surprised but answers anyway. "Yes, why?" He queries. I begin walking as I decide it can't hurt to tell him the situation.

"Well, basically...."

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A military research facility: The woods 

3rd POV:

Peter lands on the dirt, observing his work. Most of the electric towers are mostly repaired or less likely to break and fall on anything with the webs he's used. It's the best he can do to make the engineering team's job a little easier.

After double, then triple checking, he gets a call. After pulling it out, he sees it's Aunt May, and that the screen is cracked. "Hey May."

"Hey Peter, I'm at work, and um..." May's voice turns into a whisper. "Your friend showed up, and said he found one of the guys you're looking for."

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Feast facility: 3rd POV

Peter swings quickly to the FEAST, not exactly in a panic. He's assumed if Y/N was able to easily bring the visitor with him, he should mean no harm, but if Strange's tone says anything, it's that this contained spell might not be contained for much longer.

After swinging past a FEAST advertisement spray painted with 'MYSTERIO WAS RIGHT', He reaches the front door. He heads inside.

He walks through the cafeteria. "Has anyone seen Aunt May?" He quickly asks. One man points to the kitchen. "Thank you." he says before trying his best to calmly walk.

As he enters, he's quick to spot the only three people in the room who all turn to face him. Y/N L/N, His Aunt May, and another man he doesn't recognize. 

Y/N's POV:

"Hey, here he is." May acknowledges in her mothering tone. "Norman, this is my nephew." She introduces Peter to Norman who looks completely helpless and lost, makes me wonder where and what the heck he was doing before he was forced here.

"Norman Osborn?" Peter queries. Glancing at me and I just nod at him, knowing why he has such a confused look on his face. "But I thought that you were..."

"Yeah...." I interrupt. Peter looks at me. "I'll tell you about that later." I tell him. I've formed a possible theory about Strange's spell while waiting for Peter, something that might complicate things extremely.

"I saw Spider-Man in the ad for this place. And I was hoping he and Y/N here could help me." Norman says, observing Peter as he does so. "But you don't look like him.... confirming what Y/N has told me." He then mentally notes.

"Wait, so you want Spider-Man's help?" Peter questions, slightly baffled. Most likely cuz a day earlier, he was blowing up bridges and cars while laughing like a maniac.

"Dude, when I ran into him, he looked more lost than a blind man in a school for the deaf." I explain. "He was also wearing that elf armor, so I needed to also find some free clothes for him." I finish, shrugging.

"If I didn't bump into Y/N.... I don't know where else I'd go." Norman somberly says. "Someone's living in my house, Oscorp doesn't exist, my son...." He begins tearing up, letting out emotions I didn't know he had. "Sometimes... I'm not myself. I'm... someone else. And, every time he's in control, I can't remember."

"Who is that?" Aunt May tries to ask him, but Norman's still talking.

"And now I'm here..."

"Who's in control?"

"In this place..."

"Norman, who's in control?"

"In this city..... And I don't know what's wrong with me. And I don't know."

"Okay!" May finally succeeds in calming the panicking man down, but boy does it look like Norman needs a therapist, *bad*. "Okay, okay."

"It just doesn't make sense..." Norman mutters. The rest of us get closer with each other as we discuss the situation.

"He's losssst." May tells us what we already know. "And I don't mean just in the cosmos, I mean in his mind." She makes 'not right in the head' gesture. "Are they all like this?"

"Yeah." Peter answers. "Well, I mean they all have their own.... mental, or physical issues." He explains.

"They're not the only one..." I acidly mumble. Norman and I awkwardly lock eyes as I catch him taking a number of donuts and stuffing him in his pocket. I just give him a thumbs up, letting him know my lips are sealed.

"Well, he need help, maybe they all do." May suggests. I nod, heavily agreeing with the idea. If what I theories is correct, these visitor's lives depend on it.

Peter blinks. "What.. you don't mean... no guys, this isn't my problem." Peter objects. This hurts something inside me.

"Not your problem?"

"Peter, not your problem? Hmm?" May repeats, illustrating how selfish that sounded. She puts her shoulders on Peter in a charismatic way.

"May, Y/N... their chance of getting help is way better back where they came from." Peter argues. "Sending them home, that's the best thing we can do for them."

"For them? or yourself?" May deflects. Peter doesn't say anything after that. "Look around you. This is what we do, we help people."

"This is what's best... for them." Peter responds. It's then I notice my lava slowly coming back. "Trust me, okay?"

"Trust you? Right..." I repeat, before getting in Peter's face. "Because why bother doing it ourselves?!" I angrily shove him before rushing out.

"Y/N...." I hear Peter's calling out to me, but I don't bother turning back.

Not his problem?

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"But the fact remains, Spider-Man is a menace! We'll be right back, after a brief word from Daily Bugle Supplements. The only other daily fix you need." Jonah Jameson fishes his script.

"And, we're out." A camera man tells the crew. An assistant then hands Jonah his phone, he immediately answers it.

"What?"

"I've got eyes on him, he's with his aunt and two guys I don't know, one of then seems to be a Fire elemental."  Jonah's informant says.

"You sure?"

"They're just leaving the shelter."

"Okay, don't lose them." Jonah gives them an order before leaving the studio.

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May's FEAST Truck:

"'Mark Raxton's liquid?' " Norman quotes, surprised. I just told of how I got my powers, which of course, I jumped around the incriminating details a little bit, like always. "I had a Mark Raxton that was working for me back at Oscorp.... and he was working on something similar." Norman then mentions.

"Really?" I say intrigued, though I shouldn't be so surprised, it *is* the multiverse after all. "That's really interesting. Maybe another me works as a janitor there." I joke.

"I'll see when I get back." He replies as we both chuckle. "I should also make sure neither of you spill that stuff on yourself too." He then humorously mumbles.

"So, question. What exactly is Oscorp?" I question Norman, who smiles proudly at the question.

"Well, it's the company for the most expert chemical and electrical engineers, *and* one of the main suppliers for the United States Military." He excitingly explains, no doubt proud of his work.

"Very powerful position." I compliment, approvingly smiling. Although that fades when I think about myself. " I wish I was like that..."

"Well, it definitely doesn't happen by night, but if you fully pursue your goal, your might get there too." He optimistically says, patting me on the shoulder. I then nod, a tiny small on my face. After the conversation ends, the truck then stops in its tracks.

"Thanks, May. Hope to see you again." Peter politely says bye to his aunt. As he opens the passenger's door, May's hand grabs his.

"Hey, He trusts you, so do I." May tells him. Peter just nods at her.

"Thanks for cleaning my suit, I'll see you later." He dismisses. As Norman and I also get out of the truck, Peter shuts the passenger door and leads the rest of us inside.

Well, another point for us.

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The Crypt:

We bring Norman down to Arcade's basement. Ned and MJ acknowledging us as we walk in. Peter gets straight to introductions. "Guys, this is Mister Osborn..."

"Hey, It's 'Doctor'" Norman corrects, pointing at Peter, seemingly offended. Something I just can't help but giggle at.

"Right, sorry. Um... Doctor Osborn, these are our friends Ned and MJ." Peter introduces the two. Ned waves, while Norman seems to be trying to recognize MJ.

"Just add 'girl' to that first part." I remark to Norman, pointing at MJ. Peter just gives me an unamused look.

"That wasn't clever..."

"Whatever."

"Mary Jane?" Norman then says, a little confused. I guess to him, this girl doesn't look like a 'Mary Jane' because well... she isn't.

"It's... Michelle Jones, actually." She corrects, slightly nervous. Probably by the fact the guy seems to be studying her like a researcher. Don't worry MJ, he ain't like that.... right?

"Fascinating..." Norman maunders, Looking around the entire room. Ned looks at the scientist with a random thought.

"You think there are other Ned Leed-ses?" He wonders, turning to MJ and then back to his computer. MJ and Peter observe his search while I have my curious eyes on the scientist.

Norman eventually finds himself in the 'Visitor's room' and I can't help but follow him, wanting to see what happens. While scanning around, his eyes land on a similar Doctor. "Octavius?" He calls out.

The other doctor turns around and stares at Norman, incredibly shocked at what he's seeing. "Osborn?" He says, confused.

"What... What happened to you?" Norman asks the Doctor, who most likely didn't have those Octopus arms when they last saw each other.

"What happened to... You're the walking corpse." Octavius remarks. This man recognizes Norman.... and Norman supposedly died.... And if they could recognize each other but not Peter... Oh boy, my theory might be right!

"W-W-What do you mean?" Norman questions, perplexed. Octavius just looks at him with a slight somber look.

"You died, Norman, years ago." Octavius tells him without even hesitating. While looking back, I notice this catches Peter's attention.

Norman just shakes his head and chuckles at him. "You're insane." Norman says as if he just got told the end of the world. Don't be a disbeliever Norman, the end of the world happens a lot around here.

"Man, I love it here." The electric man comments.

"What are you talking about?"  Peter butts in, walking up the cells. "He's standing right there, he's n-"

"Dead." Flint interrupts. "They all died, fighting Spider-Man." He states in a stoic tone. "It was all over news. Green Goblin, impaled by the glider he flew around on. And a couple years later... you, Doc Ock, drowned in the river with your machine." He finishes. Also telling us that he recognizes these two as well.

"That's nonsense!" Octavius denies. "Spider-Man was trying to stop my Fusion Reactor, so I stopped him." The Doc stares at Peter, seemingly for reference. "I had him by the throat and then...." He pauses in realization. "....and then I was here."

"Ah, please, let me tell you something." The electric guy then says. "I was whooping Spider-Man's ass! He'll tell ya." He boats. "And then he caused an overload, I was stuck in the grid, absorbing data, I was about to become pure energy, and then...." He stops right there, also having no memory after. "And then.... and then.... oh shit, I was about to die." 

Oh my gosh, I *was* right. The spell really did bring *everyone* who knew Peter Parker is Spider-Man, even the ones who died in their universes!

"Max, do you know? Do I die?" The Lizard, Curt questions Max. Seemingly getting a similar theory. Before he can get any type of response, a portal suddenly appears, and the Wizard Strange dude comes out.

"Oh, great. You've caught another one." Strange acknowledges, prepare another portal.

"No, wait Strange, he's not dangerous." Peter defends the scientists. However, Strange still teleports Norman into another cell. "It's okay, it's okay." Peter reassures the scientist. 

I then notice the big box in Strange's hand. "What the heck is that?" I question, getting a bad feeling all of a sudden.

"It's an ancient relic. The Machina de Kadavus." Strange explains. "Trapped Peter's corrupted spell inside, once you've finished the proper ritual, will reverse the spell, and send those guys back to their universe."

"And then what? We perish!?" Octavius brings up. Much to the villain's horror, and everyone else's hesitance to do this.

"Nah. No thanks, I'll pass on that." Max comments. Although Strange looks as if that isn't an option.

"Let me out of here, Peter!" Norman begs as he pounds on the field.

"Strange... we can't send them back, not yet." Peter says to the Wizard.

"Why?"

"Some of these guys are gonna die." Peter mentions. Strange gives a sympathetic but convicted look.

"Peter, it's their fate." Strange simply replies. It's at that point my lava is rising up again.

"You have a heart of stone 'wizard'." I remark, glaring at Strange. I feel my hand is turning to fist.

"In the grand calculus of the multiverse, their sacrifice means infinity more than our lives." Strange says in a calm, yet regretful tone. "I'm sorry kid, if they die, they die." He says, although it definitely hasn't calmed me down.

Strange starts the ritual. The cube begins to slightly shake, a few pieces from wherever click into place, covering the contained spell from view. I feel either mine or the visitor's tension build up as they possibly live their last lives. I then hear Norman's voice.

"Y/N! PETER!"

As the cube begin to finish constructing or whatever, a button is shown on the very top, Strange's hand above it. As he's ready to press it, I fell my body scream to do something.

"NO!" 

Before I realize it, I punch Doctor Strange straight in the face. Hitting Sandman's cell, he stares at me shocked, his cheek now having a burn scar. Before he says anything, he hears something, Peter just webbed the Machina de Kadavus.

"Don't." Strange warns with a glare. But Peter doesn't listen, he pulls the cube to himself and uses his gauntlet to teleport Strange to Flint's cell.

"Dude, what are you doing?!" Ned asks, surprised at the feud that is going on right now.

"Peter, Y/N, you gotta go!" MJ advises him, as she and I get into a fighting stance. Wait, why is she...? "GO!" Peter takes off, no doubt planning to go as fast as he can.

"This is why I never had kids.." Strange mutters, easily walking out of the cell and past the forcefield. Flint tries to follow, but just bumps into it.

Planning to slow the wizard down, I charge towards him....

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-Running headfirst into the forcefield. I aggressively shake my head, then punching the forcefield in rage.

"AGAIN!? MOTHERFU-"

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3rd POV:

As he exits the front door, Spider-Man beings to web his way out, but a portal suddenly appears, bringing him back to the front. He steps on the sidewalk, trying to spot the wizard until he then seems him at the front door.

"Give me the box." Strange calmly orders him.

"No." Spider-Man tries to use his gauntlet again, but nothing happens, then it disappears from his wrist. 

He then tries webbing away again, but then another portal summons, and Spider-Man realizes he's stuck, turning around, he sees another portal behind him, webbing his foot in place. 

Strange then uses some kind of magic whip to drag Spider-Man to him. He then punches the Spider in the chest, Peter then sees that his spirit just flew out of his body. "Oh my gosh, I'm dead."

"You're not dead, you've just been separated from your physical form." Strange tells him. 

"My... my physical... what?"

With Peter's body still, Strange goes to take the box, only for Peter's arm to move. He tries again but Peter's body is still avoiding his touch. "How are you doing that?" Strange frustratingly asks.

"I have no idea." Peter answers. But something tells him his extra sense hasn't left his physical form yet, and it now sees Strange as a threat.

Strange keeps trying to take the box, but the arm keeps moving away from his own. "You should not..." He tries a quick swipe, but it doesn't work. "Be able...."The arm gets closer to him, so he tries catching it with both, but nope. "To...." The arm then raises up in the air like a bully with a short nerd, and Strange reaches high, but he still misses. "...Do that!"

"This feels amazing." Peter comments. Looking at his body, he then begins swimming his way back over to it. As he enters back inside himself, he hits the ground but quickly gets back up. "That might be the coolest things that's ever happened to me. But don't ever do that again."

Spider-Man webs and swings across buildings, making his escape, but Strange takes off and throws his coat and it follows Spider-Man. Before the Spider can realize it, the coat attaches itself to Spider-Man, stopping him in his tracks. "Wha- hey! Get off of me!" He yells at it as if it's gonna listen.

Strange catches up as the coat lets go of Spider-Man's neck, and with Peter losing balances, he begins to slam into a brick building. However Strange does some type of spell and instead Peter crashes into a.... glass wall?

(A/N: This part is gonna be *so* hard to write down, you guys should really just watch the fight on a video to be honest, nothing changes here, and it will probably feel more epic.)

Spider-Man then begins to be high above New York city, until the ground below forms a massive hole Spider-Man then falls through. He then suddenly goes through other buildings before finding his ground again, he begins swings away as Strange uses magic that makes New York change in size, structure, and a crap ton of other stuff.

As Spider-Man goes through a mall, the escalator forms into a circle like wall of escalators that try to slow him down, but Spider-Man just swings through the circle in the middle. He then dodges shelves that fly around the place, threatening to hit him.

As he finally escapes the Mall, Spider-Man sees Strange right behind him as they both enter a park. Spider-Man continues to swing away, until a magic whip suddenly hits him in the face. while falling, he sees a train heading right towards him.

Thankfully, he only lands on the top, but he drops the Machina de Kadavus and it tips over to Strange. Before he picks it up however, Spider-Man webs it and pulls it back to him, Strange gives a frustrated sigh as Spider-Man jumps on top of the train.

"What is this place?!" Peter asks bewildered at the New York that seems to be from a nightmare.

"The Mirror Dimension, where *I'm* in control." Strange explains before casting another spell. New York is now literally mirrored from both the sky and the ground.

"Strange, stop! Can we please just talk about this?" Spider-Man, realizing the fight is getting a little too serious, tries to negotiate.

"Parker, don't you realize that in the multiverses, there are an infinite number of people that know Peter Parker is Spider-Man?" Strange prods. "And if that spell gets loose, they're all gonna come here!"

"Look, I know, I get it, but we *can't* just send them home to die." Spider-Man argues. These guys have technically been given a second chance after all.

"It's their fate." Strange just replies. "You can't change that anymore then you can change who they are."

"But what if we could? What if we could change their fate?" Spider-Man brings up, but Strange is done talking.

He summons a wheel of trains around Spider-Man. "Whoa, what are you doing?" Spider-Man says as he's turned upside down. Spider-Man decides to just keep running. "I'm not giving you the- whoa!" Two portals appear and Spider-Man detaches from the trains, causing him to fall into them again, and again, and again.

Strange throws his coat once again and it grabs hold of the Machina de Kadavus, engaging in a tug of war with Spider-Man. Spider-Man and the coat try their best to hold on, but eventually, the coat is able to fully take hold. Before it can get away however, Spider-Man webs the coat. "Give me that back!" Peter shouts at it, pulling and kicking as he does so.

Strange uses a magic whip to pull the coat and cube over to him as he, the coat, and Spider-Man continue to struggle for the cube. Suddenly, both of the mirrored New Yorks turn back into mirrors and crash into each other, causing pretty much everyone to lose.

Strange and the coat fly to catch the Machina de Kadavus as Spider-Man webs to the ground where he notices something. The entire mirrored New York is now shards, and the Spider recognizes something. "Wait a minute, is that an Archimedean spiral? The Mirror dimension is just geometry. You're great at geometry. You can do geometry." Peter psyches himself up as he webs things together. "Square the radius, divided by pi, plot points along the curve..."

Strange finally catches up and grabs the Machina de Kadavus. "It's over Parker. I'll pick you up when it's done." Strange assures the Spider as he prepares a portal out of here.

"Hey Strange, you know what's cooler than magic?" Peter asks as his Achimedean trap is set. Strange looks confused at the webs holding the spiral begin webbing Strange in front of them, holding him in place. "Math."

"Don't do this." Strange warns him, but Spider-Man just webs the cube and Strange's magic ring. "Ow." He then says annoyed.

"I'm sorry sir but..." Spider-Man then goes through the portal. "I have to try." The Portal then closes behind him and in front of Strange, trapping the wizard in the Mirror Dimension.

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Back to Y/N's: 

A portal suddenly appears, and Peter goes through it, saying something to the wizard I presume before turning back at us. "Dude, what just happened?" Ned asks him.

"I just had a fight with Doctor Strange and I totally won!" He exclaims. Good for you dude, we've been sitting in these cells bitterly depressed for our lives, making small talk and catching up on each other's names. 

Peter then shoves off the cube. "Look, and I've got his ring." He also shows. Ned takes the ring and puts it on, I guess so it doesn't get lost, but more likely, because he thought it looked cool. 

Peter, takes his mask off then shares what happened. "I was swinging through the city, and then I went through this... mirror thing, and then I was back." 

"Wait... you went through one of the wizard's crazy dimensions while fighting him and won!?" I question him in disbelieve.

"Yeah man! And-"

"-AND THAT DOUCH PUT ME IN THIS STUPID CELL THE ENTIRE TIME!?" I yell out like an animal, punching single wall around, huge drips of lava are pouring out, Wizards are now my enemies number one! I stop once I realize the floor in my cell is now lava based and everyone is staring at me slightly terrified. "Sorry..." I say embarrassed.

"Where is he?" MJ wonders. Making sure the guy didn't die, which he should've!

"He's trapped, but I don't know for how long." Peter informs us. 

"You could've just left us to die, why didn't you?" Octavius inquires, a little disbelieving. 

"Because that's not who he is." MJ shrugs. Peter walks up to the visitors, telling them the plan.

"I think I can help you guys." Peter states. "If I can fix what happened to you, things will be different, and you might not die fighting Spider-Man." Peter then looks at me. "And maybe we can help Y/N as well."

Before I can say anything to that, Max abruptly speaks. "What do you mean 'fix us'?" Max questions him, sounding a little sensitive of the word.

"Look our technology is advanced...."

"I can help you." Norman abruptly agrees. "You know, I'm something of a scientist myself." He then looks at Doc Ock. "Octavius knows what I can do."

"Fix? like a dog?" Octavius acidly chuckles. "I refuse." 

"l can't promise you guys anything, but at least this way, you can actually get to go home and have a chance, a second chance." Peter appeals. "I mean come on, isn't that worth trying."

"Trust me Peter, when you try to fix people, there are always consequences." The Lizard, Curt says, hinting a bad feeling about the plan. 

"I mean, you don't have to come." Peter lets him know. "But if you stay here, you're gonna have to deal with the wizard."

"Also, are saying you turning into a Lizard was a bad thing?" I bring up. Max face looks at if he's also caught on this. "I'm confused."

"Yeah, that don't make sense." Max mumbles, shaking his head.

"Oh, never mind!" The Lizard angrily growls. "So, we go along, or die, I guess I don't have a choice, do I?"

"I just wanna go home." Flint comments tiredly.

"Well, I myself don't wanna be killed, especially played by a guy dressed like Dungeons and Dragons, so.... " Max tells his decision. "What's your plan?"

"I have it all under control." Peter responds. He then calls for timeout and hurdles with Ned and MJ in a sort of hurdle, don't mind me guys.

"So, what are we going to do about this?" Peter 'whispers' even though every single one of us can hear him. He beckons to the cube.

"Well, we need to find somewhere safe for it, right?" MJ suggests.

"Yes, yes, yes." Ned agrees.

"You've got to take it." Peter shoves it to them.

"Wait, what?" 

"If something bad happens, I'll text you. And then you push this, it's all over, and they'll be gone." Peter tells them.

"We're going with you, we're not going to leave you." MJ protests. 

"You can't come with me, it's too dangerous." Peter states. "You guys have already done enough."

"Peter, we're in this together."

"I know we're in this together Ned, but I can't do this if I know that you're in danger, okay? So for me, MJ please just take this. Please." Peter pleads, and MJ hesitantly takes the cube.

"Fine."

"Thank you."

"But I swear, if I don't hear from you, I'm pressing this button." MJ then states.

"Sure." Peter nods.

"Okay." She then turns to the visitors in a menacing way. "And I will do It!"

Norman nods in respect and approval while the rest of us, look at her amused. "Yeah, we all believe you Michelle." Max humorously says.

Curt shakes his head. "There's no way that's his girlfrend-"

"No way."

"She'll do it!" Peter confirms.

"Absolutely she will!" Ned also says.

Peter tells the two to 'be safe'. They do some type of overly elaborate high-five, some sparkles spring from Ned's hand. "Whoa, okay." 

Ned leaves as MJ gives Peter a kiss. "Be careful, okay?" She begs him.

"Yeah, you too." Peter says, nodding. He watches MJ leave before turning to the rest of us. "So, who's coming with me?"

"Well, I already live here so..." I say as a joke. Norman's already made up his mind, he glances at Octavius who glances at Peter with acid, but he reluctantly accepts.

"Well, I'm in."  Max also accepts. "But if this goes sideways..." Max eyes seems to flash again.

"I'mma fry you from the inside out."

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