Riptide

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~11 days later, more into filming. Andrew Garfield has started filming as well.
10.29.21
3 days before Halloween party
3 days before Delphi drives into NY to Brady's house.

"Ok so this is gonna be edited to where Valerie and Peter 3 come through the portal from the alley to Ned's grandmother's kitchen." Our director tells us.

I stand beside Andrew as we begin the scene, then remember I'm supposed to be behind him.

"Oh my gods, I'm sorry. Wrong mark." Andrew and I laugh as I stand behind him, making sure my face is hidden.

"Ok ok, let's do this." Our director laughs.

"Show me Peter Parker!" Ned exclaimed, using Dr. Strange's hand piece to open a portal, opening one that shows an alleyway.

The faint outline of a person turns to the portal, tilting its head in confusion before walking closer, looking behind them multiple times.

As the person comes closer, MJ and Ned can tell it's a man. The man jumps through the portal and steps forward, his Spider-Man outfit being shined on by the light.

Another faint thump sounds as the man puts his hands up as if surrendering, showing he means no harm.

"Step out." The Spider-Man says, his head turned to view behind him. "Hands up, come on."

From behind him stepped a girl, much shorter than the man, with blonde hair, adorning a black combat suit much like that of Black Widow's.

"Don't tell me what do to. To do. Shit. Sorry." Delphi laughed as Andrew and Ned began giggling with her, Zendaya full laughing.

"Oh my goodness you guys are fun." Our director chuckled. "Let's do it again."

"Don't tell me what to do." The girl rolled her blue eyes, her fingerless gloves showing the black nail polish on her fingers as she stood beside the man, looking bored as she put her hands up.

"MJ that's your mark." One of the crew woman reminded her, making her smile sheepishly.

"V-Valerie?" MJ asked in slight recognition of Peter's late sister.

"Wait, wait. You know my little sister?" The man asked, putting a hand over Valerie's torso protectively.

"Wait, your little sister?" Ned asked. "That means..you're Peter Parker?"

The man pulled off his mask, breathing in the fresh air deeply as he looked at Ned and MJ. "My name's Peter Parker.

"No it's not." MJ said, grabbing a bread roll of the table and cocking her arm back. "Prove it."

"I-" Peter patted down his torso. "I don't carry an ID with me. It kind of defeats the whole purpose of the anonymous superhero thing."

MJ chucked the bread at him, making all of us burst out laughing.

"There was.." I interrupted myself with another laugh, Andrew and I leaning on each other. "No hesitation in that throw."