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I'm simply fab

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Fabreeze

Peter shit off the TV. That was the millionth time that ad had played, reminding him of the horror of Fabreeze, his only weakness. That cursed bottle of summer smells and beautiful dents that could harm him. He was still depressed over that taco.

He heard Aunt may gasp from the kitchen then call his name both in shock, confusion, excitement, and anger.

"Y-yes?" Peter hesitantly poked his head in the kitchen. He looked at Aunt May who was holding her iPad in surprise. She was watching her favorite show, Lip Sync Battles.

"Is this you?!" She demanded and pointed at the screen with fuming eyes.

"Uh.... No." He cocked his head looking at what looked like a mirror image of him.

"Well nice try Hun, but he sounds, looks, and smells just like you!"

"You can smell him?"

"No but he looks like he would smell like you!" She huffed. The video kept playing and Peter blushed as his doppelgänger did sexually strange dance moves, flipped, swayed his hips, and made smoldering ridiculous faces. It wasn't him, who was it though?

"And there you have it folks, that was Zendaya  and Tom Holland's lip sync battle. Have a wonder Gil night and we'll see you next time!" The camera dude guy said as putti music played and credits started rolling.

"Oh it's not you." Aunt May looked confused. "It's some guy named... Tim Poland."

"It's.. Um.. Tom Holland." Peter corrected.

"Right. He's got, is he single?"

"May!" Peter scolded. Aunt may went to google and searched the dude with Peter leaning over her shoulder.

"Apparently he's a British actor. Huh."

"Does he play anything we've seen?" Peter questioned.

"Hmm let me see. Well, the heart of the sea but I don't believe you've seen that. Some other ones and... This movie called Spider Man Homecoming?"

"Wait they made a movie about m-... Spider man?!" Peter exclaimed in shock.

"Looks like it. Wonder if it's on Netflix?" She asked herself.

Peter looked at the cover for the movie. This could reveal his freaking identity! This dude looked just like him and-

There was a knock at the door.

"Can you get that sweaty?" May asked.

"Sure." Peter wandered to the door and cracked it open. He almost jumped back in shock to see Tony Stark clutching some one who looked just like him! A replica! "M-mr. Stark?!" Peter fumbled with the door and opened it wider.

"Kid? Wtf?" Tony looked St. Peter then the replica then at Peter then the replica. "Who are you?" He asked them both.

"I'm Peter Parker?" Peter said with confusion.

"I already told you! I'm Tom Holland now please let me go!" Said the replica with a heavily accented voice. So he was British.

"No I need answers!" Tony demanded.

"And you stole me off set! I need to go back! I could get fired!" Tom tried to loosen Tony's grip on his ear. "Oh sh*t they probably think I've gone missing!"

"Wait. Your Tom Holland?" Peter stammered. "The guy from the lip sync-"

"Yeah yeah, we don't talk about that ok?" Tom squirmed out of Tony's hand. "I'm sorry Mr Stranger but I really need to go! I'm in so much trouble... Also I'm calling the cops." Tom said as he ran backwards into a wall. "Ouch." He muttered before turning around and sprinting for the stairs, except he ran into another wall and fell in his butt.

Tony stomped after him and grabbed Tom's hair. He dragged the celebrity across the hallway and back to the door. "Sit! Stay!" He commanded and slowly loosened his grasp.

"You know, that actually hurts you know?" Tom growled before standing.

"Hey, I said sit!" Tony shoved his head back down.

"Look I don't even know who you are. D you wanted an autograph you just had to ask." Tom hissed and swatted Tony's hand away. He stood up and looked at Peter. "What cr*p!? Who are you?! Why do you look like me?!"

"I-I'm p-Peter P-Parker." Tom stared at Peter in silence.

"Do I look like a joke to you?" Tom asked after a minute.

"What? No. I am Peter." Peter pointed at himself.

"No I am!"

"You said you were Tom!"

"No sh*t Sherlock! I play the character Peter Parker! He's a fictional character." Tom said like it was obvious.

"I thought you played Spider-Man?"

"There the same person ok? Capeesh?" Tom said and raised a finger threateningly. Peter raised his eyebrows before jumping at Tom and cupping the celebrity's moth with his hand. Tom made a muffled noise as peter dragged him into a closet and shut the door. Turning in a light he gave tom a serious stare.

"How the heck did you figure it out?!"

"Figure what out?! Dude what is wrong with you." Tom stammered.

"My identity! Wait! Do other people know?"

"Yeah. It's common marvel knowledge."

"And no one told me?! Gee thanks mr stark for the heads up." Peter huffed.

"Yeah your not spider man kid."

"Yeah I am! Look!" Peter (who had his web shooter on) shot a web at Tom's face and pulled his head against the wall to knock him unconscious.

Peter wrapped the body in webs and pulled him out of the closet like a corpse. He dragged the limo body to his room which rose no suspicions from Aunt May for some reason. Peter unwrapped Tom and waited for the boy to wake up.

Tom's eyes flew open as he lunged at Peter. Peter in instinct jumped up and landed in the ceiling. He shot a web and pinned Tom's foot to the floor.

"What the how!?" Tom stammered and fell backwards.

"Say Fabreeze!"

"The heck?" Tom said as Peter sprayed him with the sent.

"Ew get it off I'm already fabulous!" Tom waved the thick cloud away.

Peter stood on the criling and leveled his face with Tom Holland's. They glared at each other for a while.

"On say you ARE spider man. Why the heck do you look like me?"

"I dunno."

"Who are you?"

"Peter." Peter said and tom howled with frustration through gritted teeth.

Tom's eyes flew wide open as he sat up in his bed. It was just a dream. Thank goodness. That was weird.

He leaned over and checked his phone. Beside it was a sticky note. He read the writing on it.

I knocked you out and you didn't wake up so I took you home.
-spider man

Tom fainted.