[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/krev7SC.png[/img][/center][center][b]Aubrey Adkins[/b][/center][center][b]Pacific Point, California[/b][/center][center][b]late May (less than 1 Months Before IC Starts)[/b][/center]
	I felt that buzz in my head that was the signal of my so not copyright-infringed spider-sense.  While it usually warns me about some kind of danger, right now it was alerting me to my morning alarm.  It had all the benefits of a regular alarm clock, but without that annoying blaring sound.  I mean, who even enjoys hearing your alarm clock in the morning?  I have finally learned how not to wreck my clock with my spider strength while trying to turn the alarm off.  That definitely saved me from wasting money on replacement clocks.

	When I rolled over in order to shut off my annoying alarm, I discovered that, while I was asleep last night, I must have subconsciously wrapped my spiderlike legs around Will, drawing him into some sort of weird eight legged and two armed embrace.  Since he had not woken up from the knockout gas that our deranged cabbie had tried to use on us last evening, I allowed him to sleep in my bed so that I could make sure he seemed to be doing fine.  When he did wake up after I had basically carried him along with me when I rolled over, his initial reaction was what you would have expected.  He started to panic because the last thing he remembered was getting into a cab and now something was wrapped around him.

	[color=b22222]“It’s just me, Will.”[/color]  I tried to calm him down. [color=b22222]“Sorry about becoming a weed during the night.”[/color]

	Once I began to loosen my spider legs’ grip around him, Will started to rotate his body around so that he would be facing towards me.  He then wrapped his arms around where my hips merged with my spiderlike lower body. 

	“Don’t worry about it.” He said as he gazed into my eyes, “I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there is just something…”

	[color=b22222]“Weird?”[/color]  I tried to finish his thought.

	“What? You’re my girlfriend. You know that your drideresque appearance doesn’t bother me.  I still believe that you look stunning, even if you have eight legs and a spider’s abdomen.”

	[color=b22222]“I don’t know whether I should be flattered or worried that you are not repulsed by the whole giant spider thing.[/color]

	We continued to dawdle in bed, even though we knew that we did not have too much time until we had to get Will to the airport.  What was even more cruel was that the little incident involving the cabbie last evening robbed us even more time that we could have spent with one another.  Instead, I had to make sure that Will was at least breathing.

	“So, what exactly happened last night.  I can’t quite remember.”

	I knew this awkward conversation would rear its head at some point or another.  I didn’t know how else I could have broken the news, I decided to just be straight with him.

	[color=b22222]“Our cabbie was trying to kidnap us, but I handled the situation.”[/color]

	“Thank goodness my girlfriend is secretly a superhero, or we probably would have been pretty screwed.”

	[color=b22222]“Well, that’s sure one way to look at it.”[/color]  Well, at least he’s taking it as well as you could hope for.

	Knowing that we were now on the clock, Will and I released each other from our mutual embrace and began to pull ourselves out of my bed.

	“You have pants that fit your drideresque build?” Will mentioned after I threw off my bed’s covers, revealing what use to be a pair of yoga pants. “That’s pretty cool.”

	[color=b22222]“Athena made them for me.  It felt wrong not wearing any, even though I’m more spider than human down there.”[/color]

	After I spoke, I paused. These four words, that I was ‘more spider than human’ stuck in my mind.  Unlike the other major, publically known heroes, like Icon and Lyger, who could just throw on some regular clothes to become almost unrecognizable, it is pretty difficult to walk around in public as a drider and [b]not[/b] get noticed.  Sure, I can and do use my power nullifier, but all it does it hide my true nature.

	[color=b22222]“Do you ever wonder whether you’re committing bestiality by dating me.”[/color]

	“Where did that come from?” Will asked as he took at seat next to me on the edge of my bed. “I think there is a [b]huge[/b] difference between dating you and screwing a goat or something. You’re still human, after all.”

	However, when he saw that the concerned look that was plastered on my face had not disappeared, he decided he needed to continue.

	“In arachnid anatomy, a spider’s body develops in such a way that only members of the same species can mate with one another.  So, if we can’t, well…” Will stumbled over his own words.  His face began to grow red because of embarrassment. “...you know, we wouldn’t have to worry about anything because it would be physically impossible.  However, if it is possible, then it should be proof that you’re still human.”

	[color=b22222]“Despite the comparison between me and actual spiders, it’s sweet that you have such confidence in my humanity.”[/color]

	“But I’m by no means suggesting that we test that hypothesis right now.  That does not mean that I don’t want to, because I do, but…”  Will paused a second before he continued, “Actually, I probably should take a shower now before I put my foot in my mouth more than I have already done.”

	After he stood up from his seat on my bed, but before he took a couple steps, I used my spider forelegs to pull him back within arm’s length.  I then planted a kiss on his cheek.

	[color=b22222]“See you in a few?”[/color]  Will nodded before I released him and allowed im to get ready for his flight.
Once he had gotten into the shower, I too finally got out of bed.  Since I had to get Will to the airport, I obviously could not just walk around in public while my powers were not nullified.  Therefore, I swapped out my drider-shaped yoga pants for a regular pair.  After I threw on a fresh t-shirt so that I would not look too much like I just rolled out of bed a few minutes ago, I then left my bedroom and took a seat on my couch while I waited for Will to finished his shower.  When I flipped on the television, I saw the following “Breaking News” headline on the television.

	[center][i]The Pacific Ghost Taken in Custody After Metahuman Intervention[/i][/center]

	Oh God. Although I hoped that this wasn’t the incident that we were involved in, I just knew that it was, long before the news anchor on the screen confirmed it. Apparently, this nutjob had been moving up and down the West Coast, preying on innocent tourists, whose disappearance would have taken longer to be noticed. Either my employment by Viera has not made me as infamous as I thought or he was just taking a rather large risk going.  But as Will said, we’re lucky that I have superpowers because otherwise we probably would be several feet under the earth by now.