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"I can't believe I gave Beck those glasses. How could I be that stupid?" Peter spoke out loud as he pulled the curtains of his hotel room shut, "He's probably spying on me right now or sending a drone to come and kill me."
"Don't worry, Peter." Dylan nodded, flexing her muscles, "I won't let him touch you."
"Aw, Dyl, that is so sweet." Peter gushed as he began to type quickly on his computer.
"I didn't know you had killer drones." she added in, kicking her legs as she sat on the bed.
"I didn't really want them. Especially after I almost killed Brad." Peter said quickly, glancing over his shoulder as he shut his computer.
"Brad is sweet." Dylan gave a crazy look.
"That makes me want to almost kill him again." Peter gave a gag her way, reaching for his bag, "I have to call Mr.Fury and tell him that Beck's a fraud but I think he tapped my phone."
"So what do we do? Land lines?" Dylan suggested, "Do you know his number off the top of your head?"
"No, jesus, I wish I did." Peter gave a sad look, "I need my suit, and I have to go to Berlin and talk to Mr.Fury in person."
"Do you want me-" Dylan began, stopping as Peter started to strip infront of her. His eyes widened, looking at her as Dylan gave a smile. Her hand out reached, her index finger poking his stomach rather hard, "Muscular."
"Turn, turn." Peter grabbed her shoulders, twisting her around so she was facing the wall while he quickly took his pants off, falling in the process, "Dyl, do you really think I have muscles?"
"Yeah, I felt em." Dylan said back, trying to look over her shoulder.
"I told you that bringing them will come in handy." Ned spoke up, Dylan let out a startled scream as Peter looked up.
"MJ told me you guys needed me and that she has known you were Spider-Man for a long time." Ned said, Mj poking her head around the corner to make her presence knows, "Do you guys even have time for this?"
"Ned!" Dylan yelled at him.
"Oh, Ned, perfect." Peter sighed, all suited up in the black suit.
"The costume looks great!" Ned cheered.
"For the Night Monkey." MJ shrugged with a nod.
"Look, Mysterio is a fraud." Peter spoke through his mask as he looked at Ned.
"But he saved me and Bettys lives." Ned gave a odd look.
"No, he's been faking the whole thing with illusion tech." MJ shook his head, clearly not giving him all the details.
"Yeah, he's using these, like, hologram projectors." Peter nodded quickly.
"Which would be pretty sick if we were in any other situation." Dylan added in from near Peter.
"That's crazy." Ned gapped, looking at the pair infront of him and then to MJ, "So you guys were working the case together or what?"
"It's been mostly me." MJ shrugged.
"Look, Ned, I need you to call May, get her to call Mr.Harrington, get her to say she wants me to stay with family in Berlin until this all blows over, okay?" Peter asked, speaking fast as he headed to the window.
"Got it." Ned nodded, "Easy."
"You guys lie so easily." MJ looked at them in disbelief.
"Yeah, we had a lot of practice after having to tell Dylan we believe all her conspiracy theories." Ned nodded his head, getting a look of disbelief, "No offense, I love that you're passionate about it, Dyl."
"Gotta go." Peter spoke, squeezing Dylan's shoulder as he passed.
"Be carful." Dylan begged as she looked back, "What can I do?"
"Stay safe." Peter nodded, pulling the window open.
"The projector." MJ spoke as she fetched it from the bed, throwing it his way, "You're gonna need that."
Peter caught it, "Don't tell anyone about this, okay? Anyone who knows is in danger."
Dylan let the breath she was holding go as Peter swung out the window, using his webs to get through Berlin.
"He's so cool." Dylan had to say with a long sigh.
"Why'd you let him go without kissing him?" Ned asked in disbelief as he gave her a crazy look, "We talked about this!"
"I got scared!" Dylan defended herself.
"Scared of what?" MJ laughed, "I walked in on them almost about to kiss."
Ned gasped, "They were?"
"They were." MJ nodded, "Didn't realize it until after I interrupted though."
"I should have kissed him." Dylan looked out the window, seeing no sight of Peter, "Shit!"
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