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"WE HAVE SOME QUESTIONS," Miles spoke in a 'manlier' tone, trying to be more intimidating while looking up at the tied up figure with his arms crossed against his chest.

After being flown all across New York, Miles and ( Y/N ) decided the best thing was to take him to Aaron's and interrogate him. ( Y/N ) had to hold in the urge of wanting to run up and hug him, but at the same time she was still remembering that he wasn't her Peter.

The other Peter began to struggle in the ropes, trying to untangle himself but got turned around instead. ( Y/N ) peaked from behind the punching bag. "Why do you look like my uncle?"

Peter b pushed on his feet, turning the bag around to face the kids. "Because I am."

"Then why aren't you dead? Why is your hair different?" Miles listed off, bending down and poking his stomach. "Why is your body a... different shape?"

"Pretty sure you just called me fat," Peter deadpanned.

Miles and ( Y/N ) winced. "What? No..."

"Hey, you don't look so hot either, kid. I mean, most superheroes don't wear their own merch," other Peter pointed out.

"Are you a ghost?" Miles popped his head up to face Peter as he spun around.

Then ( Y/N ) came from the other side. "Chiron reincarnated? You give off the vibes."

"Don't know what that means,"

"What's a Chiron?" Miles frowned in confusion.

"That's what I've been asking, kid,"

"Are you from another dimension?" Miles theorized. "Like a parallel universe where things are like this universe, but different. And you're Peter Parker in that universe."

Peter b's eyes widened. "Wow. That was really just a guess?"

Miles shrugged. "We learned about it in physics."

"Quantum theory,"

"This is amazing!" Miles exclaimed.

( Y/N ) smiled. "He can teach you just like Pete said he would!"

"He died," Peter reminded.

"Yeah, exactly!"

Miles frowned, glancing at ( Y/N ) before turning to Peter. "Look I made a promise to him."

Peter spun around with a smirk on his features. "Here's lesson number one, kid; don't watch the mouth, watch the hands!"

His hands were now free from the knots Miles and ( Y/N ) made. He kicked the punching bag and Miles and ( Y/N ) were thrown to the back wall. Miles couldn't just let him go. "Peter, seriously!"

Before Miles could say anything else, Peter b shot some webs onto Miles's mouth, keeping him from talking. Miles started tugging on it and ( Y/N ) tried helping him. "Trust me kid, this will all make you a better Spider-Man and whatever she is."

Just as Peter was about to swing away, his whole body started glitching, causing him to fall down to the fire escape. Miles and ( Y/N ) rushed outside, seeing him lying on the floor in agony. The duo turned to each other before looking back down. "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not!"

"What's going on with your body?" ( Y/N ) tilted her head.

"I don't think my atoms are all jazzed about being in the wrong dimension," Peter replied before another glitching sensation. "Look, I'm not looking for a side gig as a Spider-Man coach. I got a lot going on in my dimension, like a lot."

One of Peter's many phrases popped up in ( Y/N )'s head. "With great power, comes great-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence! I'm sick of it," Peter snapped, then glitching so much he fell to the next stair, holding onto the railing. "Want my advice? Go back to being regular kids."

"I got nothing, I'm just here for support," ( Y/N ) shrugged.

"And I don't have a choice!" Miles added. "Kingpin's got a super Collider, he's trying to kill us!"

This got Peter a little more intrigued. "What did you say?"

"Kingpin's tryin' to kill us!"

Peter scoffed as he started walking up the walls in Miles and ( Y/N )'s direction. "Who cares about that. Where's the collider?"

"Brooklyn. Under Fisk Tower,"

Peter turned around and started walking back. "Goodbye!"

"Where you going?" Miles questioned.

"When it runs again, I'll just jump in and get back into my life!" Peter exclaimed.

"I can't run it again! I'm supposed to destroy it, so it never runs again or everyone's gonna die," Miles stated.

"Everyone's gonna die," Peter b mimicked. "That is what they always say. There's always a little bit of time before everyone dies and that's when I do my best work."

Miles slid down the brick wall and ( Y/N ) started rushing down the fire escape to follow them. "Aren't you gonna need this?" Miles inquired while holding up the collider key.

"Oh, yeah. Goober, give it," Peter b held out his arm.

Miles gripped onto the key. "Oh- oh, no. Not so fast. He called it an override key."

"There's always a bypass key, a virus key, a who cares? I can never remember, so I call it a goober," Peter explained. "Give it."

"We need it to destroy the collider," Miles insisted.

"I need it to go home!"

"No, I'll swallow it! I'll swallow-"

The other Peter shot a web into Miles's mouth and grabbed they key right out of it.

"Hey!"

Peter b jumped up from the car and onto the other apartment complex. Miles followed him, ( Y/N ) trailing behind on the fire escape. While walking up the brick walls, Peter b got his first full look at the key and frowned at the sight of its rolled his eyes at the sight of it broken.

"Did you break this?"

"No... it broke," Miles trailed off.

Peter b sighed. "This is why I never had kids... this is why I never had kids."

"Can't you two make another one?" ( Y/N ) wondered.

"No. We can't do anything," Peter b snapped. "Thanks to your boyfriend here, I have to re-steal what your guy stole from Alchemax to make another one of these."

Miles looked down at his feet. "Yeah... we're just friends."

"If I don't turn off the collider everyone in this city; my parents, my uncle, her family and millions of others will die," Miles trailed behind him. "And you're just gonna go leave me here to figure this out for myself? You good with that Spider-Man?"

Peter glanced back at them and continued heading up to the roof. Desperate to get something out of him, Miles lumped down, his head down at the wall.

With some luck, the other Peter took notice in this and peeked down to see Miles. "What are you doing?"

"Making you feel guilty," Miles mumbled. "Is it working?"

"No... no it isn't,"

It was working. ( Y/N ) watched from below as the other Peter screamed into his arm. Miles stood up from his spot, squinting his eyes up at him. "Come on, let's go. We don't got a second to lose!"

( Y/N ) gasped, forming her hands into fists and putting them up in front of her face with a bright smile. "Grumpy mentor figure."

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Miles and ( Y/N ) frowned as they watched Peter b Parker take a bite out of his burger. After he eventually agreed to help the, destroy the collider, the trio headed to the Greek Food place which also happened to be in his universe as well.

It was nice to have one familiar thing in this universe. He would count ( Y/N ), but every time he looked at her it just brought him back to that one night. Susan never talking to him again and the same voice in his head repeating over and over; she's gone and you couldn't save her.

"I love this burger, so delicious," Peter mumbled with a bright smile.

The duo glanced at each other, both shrugging. "In my universe this place closed six years ago. I don't know why, I really don't."

A waiter dropped their tab onto the table and left without saying anything. ( Y/N ) was starting to get a clue why it closed. Peter b stopped licking his fingers and stared at the kids.

"You two have money right? I'm not very liquid right now,"

"Can we focus?" Miles whispered.

Peter took a bite out of his fry. "Sure."

"The other Peter-"

"You gonna eat that?" Peter b asked before grabbing ( Y/N )'s burger.

"The other Peter said he was gonna show me the ropes," Miles informed him.

"And that I could help," ( Y/N ) added.

Miles nodded and signaled to her. "And she could help too."

"Wow."

"You got any Spider-Man tips you can teach me now?"

Peter put down his fry. "I got plenty; disinfect the mask. You're gonna wanna use baby powder in your suit, heavy on the joints. You don't want any chafing."

Miles frowned. "Anything else?"

"Nope. That was everything,"

"I have a feeling you're gonna be a bad teacher,"

"Look up where Alchemax is,"

Miles got out his phone and found the location. "A private technological campus in Hudson Valley New York." Miles gasped. "Maybe you can teach me to swing on the way there."

Peter b chuckled as the kids frowned in confusion.