Spider-Man: Issue 4 “The Movies" - Identity 4/4

Peter could taste popcorn from the intense aroma in the air. The butter and salt almost stinging his eyes and nose.

 

Carol Danvers: How about this popcorn?

 

Peter looked to his right and met the gaze of Carol Danvers. The once pilot now superhero of a government agency by the name of SHIELD that he called his friend was shoveling her face full of popcorn.

 

Peter Parker: It’s physically and emotionally hurting me.

Carol Danvers: How so? It’s delicious.

Peter Parker: You’ve drowned it butter and buried it in salt.

Carol Danvers: I think that just makes it better.

Peter Parker: You do you-

Carol Danvers: Say boo I dare you.

Peter Parker: …

Carol Danvers: That’s what I thought.

Peter Parker: You do you boo.

 

Carol stares at Peter with a sarcastic expression on her face.

 

Peter Parker: Wha- *Urf*

 

Carol shoves a handful of popcorn in Peter’s mouth and starts laughing hysterically.

 

Carol Danvers: You should’ve seen your face.

Peter Parker, swallowing the popcorn: Ow.

Carol Danvers: What did we learn?

Peter Parker: Never call Carol “boo”.

Carol Danvers: That’s right, now shut yourself the movie is starting.

 

=====Queens : New York=====

Peter Parker: Really? I thought it was pretty good.

Carol Danvers: I disagree. Easily the worse of the franchise. I told you they wouldn’t do a good job.

Peter Parker: C’mon give them some credit. They’ve done a pretty good job with the franchise. Remember how good One-

Carol Danvers: They did a pretty “okay” job. I mean seriously, the greatest hero in the galaxy, and he spends generations being a hermit. Not my Sku-

Peter Parker: Let’s just stop arguing about it.

Carol Danvers: …

Peter Parker: …

Carol Danvers: I have a question.

Peter Parker: Shoot.

Carol Danvers: Why are we *walking* home?

Peter Parker: Why wouldn’t we?

Carol Danvers: Well I can give you two reasons. I can fly and you can...you can swing.

Peter Parker: This is true.

Carol Danvers: Then why don’t we?

Peter Parker: We can’t have a nice night on the town?

Carol Danvers: You were never one for a grandeur evening.

Peter Parker: I am one for grandeur evening. I have a girlfriend, y’know. I know how to have a good night with a girl.

Carol Danvers: Woah Peter, I didn’t know you-

Peter Parker: Not like that!

Carol Danvers, laughing: I know, I know. But you have a girlfriend? How did I not know that?

Peter Parker: Eh, it’s a long story.

Carol Danvers: We have the time.

Peter Parker: I’m not feeling it.

Carol Danvers: *sigh* You’ve been grumpy all night long. Does someone need a lift

home?

Peter Parker: No, I’m fine.

Carol Danvers: Clearly you’re not. Why don’t you stop being such a pout and we have a little fun? Suit up and stop some crime. Find a good ol’ bank heist or stop a drug trade.

 

Peter looks over at Carol and gives her a soft smile

 

Carol Danvers: Peter what’s wrong with you? Seriously this isn’t funny anymore. This isn’t your normal angsty behavior.

Peter Parker: …

 

Carol Danvers looks at a now gloomy Peter and yanks him into the nearest alleyway and pushes him against the wall.

 

Carol Danvers: If you think I’m just going to let you-

???: Got any money?

 

Carol looks over at a man with bloodshot eyes scratching his chin

 

Carol Danvers: No.

 

Carol’s hand glows slightly and sends the man flying down the alley

 

Peter Parker: Carol!

Carol Danvers: It was a concussion blast, he’ll be fine. Now tell Uncle Carol.

Peter Parker: Uncle Carol?

Carol Danvers: I like your quips, don’t blame me for trying to make one.

 

Peter laughs

 

Peter Parker: It was a pretty good one.

Carol Danvers: Much obliged, now please tell me.

Peter Parker: I don’t want to concern you.

 

Carol’s eyes flash with energy and she punches the wall sending cracks spiraling 3 feet from her fist.

 

Carol Danvers: I’m not going to let you wallow alone.

 

Peter breaths in deeply through his nose and stares into Carol’s eyes

 

Peter Parker: I haven’t been feeling myself lately. I’ve been questioning who I am as Spider-Man and I’ve been seeing...things so my Spidey-Sense is acting up. I’ve been feeling so anxious. I can’t think straight and my grades are slipping-

Carol Danvers: Woah, Woah, slow down. What things are you seeing?

Peter Parker: The Chameleon...he’s...back...out of jail. I know he is. I can just feel it.

Carol Danvers: That’s ridiculous, he couldn’t possibly have escaped. I could pull up his cell feed right now and prove you wrong.

Peter Parker: I’m just telling you what I’ve been seeing.

 

Carol looks into Peter’s frantic eyes, a sight she’s never seen before. She thinks how Peter was always visibly calm and collected in situations.

 

Carol Danvers: Just...breath. You shouldn’t be doubting your-

 

Carol’s wristwatch buzzes and she glances down at it. Tony Stark, wealthy billionaire, honored inventor, and famed superhero appears on her watch and Peter looks at her with both confusion and concern.

 

Carol Danvers: Damn...I have to go, Peter, I’m so sorry.

 

Carol steps away from the wall and energy rises around her body wrapping her in her costume. She begins to hover in the air but turns around to face him.

 

Carol Danvers: This isn’t you Peter...just...just remember who you are.

 

Leaving Peter with that thought she takes off

into the skyline amongst the tallest buildings of the city.

 

=====Aunt May’s Apartment : Queens=====

A familiar sight

 

Peter standing above the trash can, with his mask in hand contemplating his existence as Spider-Man. Though his contemplation wasn’t easy with James Jonah Jameson, Peter’s boss and owner of the Daily Bugle, negative words filling the room.

 

JJJ: A menace! A menace I tell you! Look, ladies and gentlemen, I know I sound like a broken record player on these shows every night, but I have to provide the truth to the public about Spider-Man!

 

Peter walks over and closes the tab on his laptop, Jameson’s voice disappearing instantaneously. He then turns his mask inside out and connects it to the computer.

 

Peter Parker: No more Jameson for the night.

 

He walks over to his trash can and pulls out the rest of his suit.

 

Peter Parker, tossing his suit on his bed: God, what’s wrong with me?

 

Peter sits down and begins to work on the software in his mask. He turns around and stares at his suit

 

And smiles

Done