SUP GUYS?! I'm back and I said I was going to update once a month. Well I think its been about two months since I said that and I owe you guse chapters. Don't worry, they will come out soon! But due to finals coming up and me desperately needing to study Geometry (I got my first E on a spot check 8-8)I have decided to temporally put on hold 'Marry Me,' and 'Ultimate Spider-Man: SpideyNova Edition.' I am sooooo sorry for doing this, but if I don't, then I will fail and my mom will take away my laptop and my phone.

Chapter dedicated to my new follower: @reading high

BTW, this chapter is going to be in Third Person. Mission Impossible Theme song on the side -> along with a comic that was drawn by my lovely friend Mel and colored by me... Still in the works.

Enjoy

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"Well then, Mr. Parker, welcome to my house," Sam said with gritted teeth as he forcefully carried Alex into his house. Nate followed Sam while Alex struggled.

"Sam, put me down! I'm not a doll that you can fling around! SAM!" Alex protested. He smirked and continued to walk forward. "Samuel Moretelli, put me down!"

"Hmm... let me think about that... no thank you," Sam replied in a snobby voice. Alex gasped.

"Dick," he said, pouting in an adorable way. Sam opened the door and walked inside his 'domain.'

"Try not to break anything," Sam told Nate as he carried Alex into the house and dropped him unceremoniously onto the couch. Alex huffed out a breath and crossed his arms. Sam laughed at this and sat behind him, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.

Nate stood awkwardly at the doorway, staring at the couple. Sam glared at him, almost daring him to destroy this moment. Nate gulped and scratched the back of his neck.

"Umm where's the kitchen?" He asked a little bit unsurly. Good, he should be scared. He don't like people trying to take what's his. (A/N: Wow, that made Sam sound wayyy more possessive than I intended...) Alex looked like he was about to get up and show Nate the kitchen, but I wrapped my arms tighter around him. Alex was not going to go to any fucking place with Nate. That guy was was too sneaky. He said that he was going to break him and Alex up, and sure as hell that's not gonna happen with Sam around.

LATER

LOCATION: ALEX'S HOUSE

TIME: 23:35

The wind howled outside, increasing the boredom that seemed to be stuck in the room. Alex lay on his bed on his back with his head hanging off the edge. His sight of vision was pointed straight to the wall of his room. He stared at it with such intensity that even Daredevil would be able to feel the wall quiver from 20 miles away. He stared at it with such intensity, he could have zapped a hole through it. Such intensity that he coul-

"This is so fucking boring." He said aloud with squinted eyes. He rolled over to stare up at the ceiling only to roll right off the bed and fall onto the floor with a loud thud. He groaned in frustration and pushed himself up. Looking over his shoulder to his phone, he saw it flash dark green.

Instantly, Alex spun around and almost lost his balance as he flung himself over to the bedside table that had his phone rested upon. He pushed the small button at the end of his iPhone 4, watching as the screen lit up and displayed a new message. Alex almost giggled as he saw it was from Sam.

Hey, Want to go to a party w/ me? It read. Alex squealed with delight. How could he say no? It was a full 4 seconds before he sent an "Absolutely" and asked about it. He not too long later got a reply saying that it was a costume party and said that they should both dress up as superheroes. Alex's room was about to witness Hell.

Alex, running all over the place to put together a Robin costume, tore up his room as if Hulk had thrown a fit.

"VUELA!" Alex triumphed in sweet, and amazingly cool victory. "Now here comes the hard part..." He stated, adjusting his amazingly cool, smartly-put-together, oh-so-sexy costume. "Now, for a crazy elaborate plan to get out of here."

Alex spent the next hour figuring out a plan to get out out of the house as his father had returned for the night to gather a few things he had forgotten. If his dad caught him, then only the gods know what would happen to him.

Alex put together his Robin costume. He takes a deep breath and gets his headphones on, putting on the Mission Impossible theme song. He pushed open the window and looked at the tree across from his window.

He got on the window sill and leaped toward the Oak tree, grabbing a thick branch and twirled himself around to land on top of it. "So far so good," Alex mumbled to himself. He took another breath and jumped toward the vines on the side of the window. Alex heard a rip and swore.

"Well, shit," Alex mumbled and sucked in a breath. He tried to climb the vine and get to the window sill before the vine broke. He landed on the ground with a thud.

Alex moaned. "Wait...." Couldn't he have just gotten out the front door because his dad was out cold from drinking? Alex sighed and face palmed. Now, all he had to do was get to the party.

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