A Dynamic Duet (Peter Parker X Reader)

Epilogue

Oh no, the picture loaded upside down on my side! Sorry about that, but hey, at least it's still funny....

Peter was the first name on my cast. He wrote it in tiny letters at the top on the inside, with a cheesy smiley face alongside it. I had to cover up his name when my family started to sign it an hour later, since they wanted to be the first. Even Katie's girlfriend asked to write something, and ended up drawing a cute little blue heart below her name.

Betty was the first outside my family to sign my arm.

Having people sign your arm really was a weird tradition, wasn't it? It was like saying: "Hey, I injured my limb, but I am very proud. Can I have proof that I am either popular or at least liked, by having you sign the plaster that is covering said injured limb?"

"What did you do?" Betty asked, cradling my arm in hers when I saw her at school the next week.

"I came back from the Blip in an awkward position," I answered, shrugging and trying to take my arm back from her. "It's too bad you're still here, though. I was hoping to spend my delayed high school years without you."

Betty scoffed, and rolled her eyes.

She had been lucky enough to have been in the art museum we were supposed to go to during the Blip, and it hadn't been as scary for her. Well, it sure did freak out the unlucky museum goers who were next to her when it happened, but they were able to clear everything up. Betty was able to get her house back, unlike a few other Blip people I knew, and she was thankful. Or that's what she told me, at least.

The Parkers were currently homeless, so my family offered them our living room for the time being. However, it was far too cramped for both of them, even though it was just the two Parkers, so I let Peter stay with me in my room. Katie, now fifteen with a lot of posters and crap that she thought she needed to hoard, would not let me have my room back, which meant that Peter and I were in what used to be Katie's old room. The walls were still light blue, with pink and yellow butterflies dancing with each other, but I had to make do with what I now had.

Both me and Peter had been using sleeping bags, although we usually ended up grabbing a lot of the throw pillows Katie and I used to collect, and use those to cuddle on, during the night. All of our clothes (most of Peter's stuff was bought at the Walmart closest to us) were folded into the giant bureau we found by the dumpster outside the apartnent complex. We labelled everything with sticky notes, so we never would nevrt go into the wrong drawers. While it was fun and exciting the first four days we lived like this, it became really tiring, and I wanted my old room back.

Still, Katie knew what she was doing, and locked her room whenever she had the chance, so I couldn't throw her stuff out and set camp in there.

"Why weren't you at the field trip?" Betty asked. "You said you were going to come, and we would take pictures and stuff."

Did she not remember me climbing onto the bus with her? I mean, I didn't say anything to Betty during the ride there, but we did come from the same class to get there. I shouldn't be complaining though, since it meant I didn't have to make up any complicated stories as to how and why I disappeared right when the aliens came to Earth.

"Miss Berd threatened to fail me if I didn't come in to take the final test," I explained.

"She was really nasty about that last test," Betty said, nodding. "I can't believe they're making us take it again, though! It's not like any of us would remember all that stuff they taught us five years ago."

"I have a photographic memory, so I remember most of those questions," said a voice from behind us.

MJ came up from behind us, leaning on an unused locker. She didn't seem emotional about coming back to school. Oh, who was I kidding? MJ was never emotional about anything!