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[center][b]Peter Parker[/b][/center]	
	At the Daily Bugle, Peter sat at his desk, working on the coding that was used to program and run the Daily Bugle Communication website.  Peter originally got involved with the Bugle when the publisher, J. Jonah Jameson, put out a reward for anyone who could get a clear picture of the wall-crawler for his mudslinging campaign against Spider-Man.  At first, it seemed like a pretty simple task.  How hard could it be to take pictures of oneself without making it obvious that Spider-Man was the person taking the pictures?

	Unfortunately, Peter discovered that it was actually more difficult than he first imagined.  Sometimes, the battles would go in unforeseen ways, moving away from his camera ‘trap’.  Heck, sometimes, Peter would not even have enough time to deploy his camera, let alone pick the best spot for it to take pictures.  Therefore, Peter only took these “selfies” while he was Spider-Man only when he could guarantee good results.  Furthermore, after thinking about it, Peter concluded that by being the only photographer who could get a snapshot of Spider-Man would look very suspicious and could even lead to Spider-Man’s enemies confronting his civilian identity (or his family and friends) over the whereabouts of Spider-Man.  Who would want that?

	While waiting for his last summer shift at the Bugle to eclipse, Peter updated the framework of the DBC’s website, ensuring that there were no vulnerabilities in its code.  He even sent the website through a stress test of some viruses that were programmed by Peter himself just to see how well the website could stand up to real cyber-attacks.  Once his code pasted with flying colors, all Peter had left to do was sort through emails that ‘suggested’ feedback to what people thought was positive and negative about the website.

	Suddenly, Peter’s spider-sense went off.  However, it was only a false-positive, as his ‘sixth’ sense was only alerting him that his cell-phone was about ready to ring.  When he glanced down at his phone while double tasking, Peter saw that his friend, Angelica, had just texted him.  “Are you still at work?”  She asked him in electronic form.

	While working at the Daily Bugle could get boring some days, on the other hand, being an employee gave Peter one large advantage: he could hear rumors about local crime and check it out as Spider-Man.  For instance, just that day, Peter heard one of the lead reports, Ben Urich, mention that the Rose was going to be making a play for some maggia turf that was under the influence of a maggia leader named Silvermane.

	“I’ll be done in about an hour.  Are you and Bobby up for a little team up tonight?  Getting the ‘gang’ back together?”  Peter sent as his reply.

	“Don’t you have that ‘blind’ date that your aunt has been trying to throw at you for the past few years?”  Peter had totally forgotten about the ‘blind’ date that his aunt and one of her friends had orchestrated.  Peter had been dodging this inevitable event for years.  His Aunt May would have forced this onto him years ago if Peter had not started dating Gwen back in his freshman year in high school.  How desperate must this Watson girl be that her own aunt (i.e. Aunt May’s friend) had to set her up on a blind date?  Peter would rather fight the green bruiser that had been recently dubbed the ‘Hulk’ rather than live up to this date.

	“What about tomorrow?”  Peter asked.

	“It’s a weekend, so it’s probably doable.”  Angelica replied.  After a few seconds, before Peter could type anything back, Angelica sent a second text to him.  “Just keep me updated.  If you ever need some rescuing, just holler my way :)”.

	“How often do I ever need rescuing?”  Peter replied as he waited for the last hour to melt away.

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	“Peter Benjamin Parker!  Come down and get washed up for dinner!  The Watsons will be here any second now!”  Peter knew that his aunt meant business whenever she called him by using his middle name.  Peter set aside his Nintendo DS and jumped off his bed, intending to head toward the restroom to wash his hands before dinner.  Once that was done, Peter walked down the stairs to the first floor of his house.  While Peter could have rushed down the stairs without make much noise due to his superhuman abilities, he decided to walk “normally”, as he was not too excited about this ‘date’.  Not only was he going to be on a blind date, but both of their aunts would be there too!

	Once Peter heard the doorbell ring, he found a seat on the couch in front of the living room television and made himself comfortable there.  His aunt had left on the Daily Bugle news running.  While his aunt was heading over to answer the door, Peter was praying for some sort of superhuman incident to happen and appear on the news.  Just any reason for him to have to slip away from this nightmare.  He would even take on two super-humans that were fighting the Hulk along with Hulk instead of being on this blind date.

	“Anna, I’m so glad you could make it!  Where’s Mary Jane?”

	“I’m so glad we could finally organize this.  She’s locking up the car and carrying in a pie that we backed together.  She’s definitely my favorite niece.  Such a doll.  But don’t tell anyone else that!”

	“Oh, Peter, could you get the door when Mary Jane comes in?”  Peter just agreed to do it.  While to everyone else his Aunt May might seem like the gentlest women one has ever seen, if she gets made enough, even Peter with his super-human strength sometimes has to run for the hills!  Of course that’s an exaggeration, but it gets the point across.  Once the doorbell rang again, Peter picked himself off the couch and headed towards the door, dreading each step he took.  Once he opened the door, he saw MJ for the very first time.

	“Face it, Tiger, you just hit the jackpot!”