"Peter...either Aunt May's brownies had drugs in them making me hallucinate this, or you're actually spider-man...."
"You're the Spider-Man from YouTube!"
"No. No, I'm not"
"Ned, pinch me." I exclaimed holding out my arm "Oww! Ok definitely not hall...
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Peter's POV
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The Suit spiralled at us directly making me quickly grab Gracie and move her out of the way, daring not to let her go however I told her to 'hold on tight' as I moved as safely and swiftly as I could without making Gracie dizzy or putting her in danger.
Hopefully she'll just think that it was a really scary ride that she was on. Although I couldn't tell because her head is wedged into my neck and her arms and legs are holding on tight with her Vulcan Grip.
After dodging all of the attacks the suit broke through the wall and left. Not without however taking out some pillars.
"I'm sorry Peter..Gracie" the suit came flying back in and continued to try and hit us.
"What are you talking about it hasn't even touched us yet"
The suit started circling around the building making Gracie and I very nervous and anxious. "True...then again, it wasn't really trying to"
Before I could understand the meaning of what he said the suit sliced the other pillars that wasn't already damaged. Once it knocked the last pillar the roof began to slowly collapse.
Pulling Gracie from my arms I held her out at arms length. She had dried tears on her face but none the less looking less beautiful. Looking up at the ceiling I put both of my hands on Gracie's cheeks, I faced her as she put her hands on my forearms looking concerned. "Peter.." she whispered fearful.
Quickly taking off my mask I Looked at Gracie directly in the eyes, my own filled with tears.
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"I love you"
Before shooting a web behind her to the far wall and attaching the string to her wrist. Causing Gracie to fly from my hands and land roughly on the floor, probably scraping her hands and knees but thankfully out of the way of the imploding roof.
