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Miles Morales (spider_kid) wrote in snapthread,

Miles had no idea what was going on. One second he's walking home from a typical day of school, then he turns a corner and....he's just not here anymore. It wasn't New York. It wasn't even daytime! Panic struck almost immediately, his spider-senses going off telling him that something was NOT right. He was in a small town and there was no sign of anyone around him. He quickly dug out his cell phone to call his father, but there was no service. All the while, Miles kept walking and looking and walking- until finally, he found a place with lights and people!

And Miles did what he almost always did. He approached the situation rationally and calmly and he definitely was not over-reacting.

Okay, that wasn't true. He burst through the doors and looked around at the various people in the bar, his eyes wide and then going still and quiet. He had planned on asking for help, but then he froze. It didn't seem like a good idea to yell what the hell is going on right away, especially since it would probably just get him kicked out of the bar. And the fact that he was a minor probably wouldn't help if he wanted to stay.

Then, he saw him. No way. Nooooo way. Miles' mind was blank for a moment, staring directly at Peter B. Parker across the way talking to- wait, was that Gwen Stacy!? Okay, at least he knew faces! Miles concentrated hard and used his camouflage ability to blend in, quickly ducked and excused himself through the crowd, trying not to be noticed (especially by Gwen). He waited for the right moment for Gwen to stop talking to Peter and then sidled over trying to act not-so-obvious.

"Pssssst", he whispered, sitting at the bar and on hyper alert. Unfortunately for Peter, he was still cloaked. "Peter. It's me! Miles!"