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“Hey, Peter Parker. Got something for me?”

Goddamn, she was hot. Peter had heard someone call her Carol—whatever her name was, there was something about her strong features and beefy muscles—those thighs—that mixed with the saucy smirk on her face and girlish mischief in her eyes to make her one complete package. Peter didn’t know how to explain it. She seemed like he could talk to her—like she was one of the rare girls who palled around with him at school—while at the same time being an Amazonian beauty who made Michelle look like a raging dumpster fire. 

“Well? Got something for me?”

Her voice wasn’t echoing in his head—he’d frozen up and now she was repeating herself, with a cheeky grin like she knew exactly why he’d been so taken aback. It had been five years since he’d so much as masturbated after all, and she filled out her skintight costume a lot better than he did. Then again, from the way she was eying him, maybe…

Peter handed the Gauntlet over. Only a few seconds had passed—the benefits of his superior reflexes was that he had so much time to think, he could come up with bad jokes quicker than anyone—and she gave him a cocky wink before taking off. For some reason, there were a lot of women posing nearby, and they did a kind of Mighty Ducks, flying wing thing into Thanos’s guys.

Peter decided it must be a chick thing. Like going to the bathroom together.

A shadow fell over him. Peter looked up and saw a Leviathan passing overhead. There was no way he was missing out on the opportunity to web-swing on a Leviathan. He shot up a line, snagged it, and ascended up the webline. It let him see Carol in a fistfight with Thanos. He was just thinking she couldn’t go one on one with Thanos—who could?—when she got smashed with a glowing left hook from the purple guy. It sent her flying.

Peter let go of the Leviathan and shot down two weblines to the ground, yanking himself into place to break Carol’s flight before she hit something. Unfortunately, he counted as ‘something’. She slammed into him and he blacked out, not even feeling it as their joined bodies plowed through a wall and landed in an empty alcove provided by two of the building’s walls falling against each other.