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[center][b]Peter Parker[/b][/center]
	Peter sat on the living room couch, trying to find something somewhat decent to watch on the television while his and Mary Jane’s aunts engaged in conversation and gossip. Unfortunately, there was nothing interesting currently running on the air, so Peter had to settle for the Daily Bugle Communications news. Now he would have to listen to Jameson bash on Spider-Man for the next couple minutes. Heck, if Peter had lived in the 60’s, Jameson probably would have accused Spider-Man of assassinating JFK, even though the only Spidey sightings would have been in New York City.

	“So, any preferences?” Peter offered the remote to his ‘blind’ date, hoping she would at least have something in mind other than listening to triple J’s mudslinging. Heck, Peter would almost prefer watching Keeping Up with the Kardashians. He would never purposely view that show, but if MJ wanted to watch it, Peter, depending on how much venom the editor of the Daily Bugle was spewing, might relent to that television show.

	“No, this is fine.”  Mary Jane, however, was focusing her attention on her iPhone, sliding her up and down the touchscreen as she scrolled up and down whatever she was looking at.  “Apparently they have some new footage of Spider-Man”.  Her response sent a shockwave of terror down Peter’s spine.  Did Aunt May just set him up with someone who agreed with Jay Jonah Jameson?  What are the odds?

	“You don’t, um, listen to Jameson, do you?”  Peter rolled his eyes in his mind, wondering why he would ask such a thing.

	“Oh, no.  DBC happens to be the only network that gets somewhat quality shots of Spider-Man.  He’s kind of the ‘in’ thing now.  Not quite Justin Bieber levels, but at least Spidey’s masculinity hasn’t been disputed.”  MJ held up her phone to show what she was talking about.  Peter, now embarrassed that he did not see it earlier, saw that her iPhone had a red case on the back with a black spider web plastered on top of it.

	Peter exhaled a giant sigh of relief in his mind.  At least she was not like the numerous other Americans who 	blindly believe the poison and libel of J. Jonah Jameson.  Peter did not know how to take the ‘Spidey is the in thing’.  He has not noticed anything of that sort, but at the same time, why would Peter ever want to know what teenage girls were interested in?  Maybe this apparent trend is showing one of the most common clichés of teenagers: tell them not to do something (or that something is bad – like Jameson is about Spider-Man) and they will try as hard as possible to do it.

	“Well, if you want to see pictures and video of Spider-Man, I probably have some that will be infinitely better in quality.”

	“Really?”  MJ gave Peter an expression that said ‘do you think I’m dumb or gullible’.

	“I take some pictures for the Daily Bugle every once in a while.  I post them anonymously, obviously.   Don’t want Spider-Man’s foes knocking at my door thinking that I could give away his location.”

	Therefore, the two teens jumped off the living room couch and headed upstairs towards Peter’s room.  However, when Aunt May saw the two kids walking up the stairs, she decided that she needed to give them a warning.

	“No Hanky-Panky, Peter.  Do I make myself clear?”  Peter’s face grew red at his aunt’s outdated comment.  Does anyone even refer to it as ‘hanky-panky’ anymore?

	“Don’t worry, Aunt Anna!”  MJ called back, “I’ll go easy on your friend’s nephew!”  Mrs. Watson’s niece rolled her eyes and continued to follow Peter upstairs.  Once they were in his room, Peter booted up his desktop.  However, once the background loaded up, an image of himself along with Gwen showed up.  Peter had not anticipated that he would be showing his room to his blind date, let alone showing her anything on his computer.

	“Sorry about that,” Peter said, as he hastily right-clicked on the screen to change the background.  “I haven’t been able to let go yet.”

	“Don’t worry about it.”  Mary Jane gave Peter a smile, “My aunt filled me in on the details.  You don’t have to show me those pictures.  I’ll understand.”

	“It’s not a problem.”  Peter replied, double-clicking on a folder icon on the desktop.  After clicking through various folders, Peter finally opened the folder that contained his Spider-Man portfolio.

	“Wow,” MJ marveled at the images on the screen, “You must know him to get these pictures.  Does he tip you off or something?”

	“Yeah, something like that.”

	“Could you [i]please[/i] talk him into coming to see me someday?”

	Peter paused for a moment, thinking about his response.  Was this really happening?  Was he [i]actually[/i] competing with himself for the same girl?  What was this world coming to?  Things were so simple (relatively speaking) when Gwen was around.  To Gwen, Peter and Spider-Man were one and the same.  But was that situation safe?

	“I don’t know, Spider-Man is a busy man.”  Peter began to say, but when MJ gave him puppy eyes and a little frown, he relented.  “Fine, I’ll see what I can do.  I’ll let you know when he’s available, if he agrees to do it.”

	“Thank you [i]so[/i] much!”  MJ embraced Peter, “What could I do to make up for this?”

	“Well, my aunt probably would have my head on a silver platter if we don’t get together again, so what about a second date?”

	“Tiger, I think both of our aunts have that card up their sleeves.”