[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

[1]

Harry's father was seriously ill, but he was tight-lipped about what it was.

No wonder he broke the appointment that day. Although I was indeed a little disappointed at the time, Uncle Osborne must feel even more uncomfortable now that he has become like this.

Correspondingly, every time I'm on patrol in New York, I'm able to peek out of Osborne's window.

Occasionally Harry could be seen sitting on the head of the bed, looking at his father expressionlessly.

Harry must be very tired.

Maybe I can babysit uncle for him?

Just as I was hiding by the window and staring blankly at what Harry was thinking, Harry raised his head as if feeling something.

Our eyes meet again, but this time I'm not Petra.

I was probably stunned for a long time, and I finally reacted when I found that his eyes were obviously guarded and resentful.

Why is he looking at me like that? ...I must have read it wrong.

[2]

"Petra, here is your letter." Aunt May shouted to me from the door.

I immediately ran out of the room in my slippers, "Okay, thank you, Aunt Mei~"

As I said that, I took the envelope and looked at the sender.

But the strange thing is that there is no sender's name and address on it, only my name.

I went into the room and opened the envelope.

A stack of photos slipped from the envelope and fell to the floor.

I immediately knelt down and reached out to pick up these things.

But when I picked it up, I was stunned.

Silently picked up those photos, I suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.

In the photo, Harry and a particularly good-looking girl are walking together intimately, from the street to the coffee shop, it seems that they are dating.

In the last picture, they are kissing.

"Petra, it's time to eat!" Aunt Mei from outside the room began to urge, "If you don't come out, the food will be cold!"

I wasn't even in the mood to eat, but thinking that Aunt Mei was still outside, I could only prevaricate in a sour voice, "Oh, I'll be right here!"

Yes, Harry has never said that he wants to date me, it seems that everything is really just my wishful thinking.

How can anyone like me.

Just when I was extremely depressed, suddenly my eyes caught something.

Big Ben... in the corner of that photo stands Big Ben!

The shooting location was in London, England, and Harry was studying in a boarding school in England before!

So... great!This is what happened in the past.

I took out my phone and happily called Harry.

—But this time, Harry didn't answer the phone again.

[3]

Harry's father, Uncle Osborne, has died.

I can't believe it.

He used to be so nice to me, even Harry complained to me when he was a kid that his daddy was nicer to me than he was.

I can't even believe how Harry feels at this moment. I know that he has always longed for this Uncle Osborne.Now his passing must have been a huge blow to Harry.

Harry stood alone in a black suit, and I couldn't see the expression on his face.

I only saw his fists clenched tightly.

After the funeral, the crowd dispersed.

I walked up cautiously, stretched out my hand to put it on his shoulder, but quickly retracted it hesitantly, "Harry..."

"Go away!" he yelled as he turned around like a hedgehog, but when he laid his eyes on me, he closed his mouth in annoyance, "Sorry...Petra, I want to be alone."

"No." I frowned, "I know you're sad, but I can't leave you alone, you'll break down! Whether you think I'm particularly annoying or not, I want to help you, as long as I help you got you."

"Help me?" Harry's eyes were cold and mocking, he looked at me, "Can you help me find Spider-Man? No, you can't help me, Petra."

I was silent, in fact, I could help him.

But I don't know why he wants to meet Spider-Man.

Wasn't Uncle Osborne's death an accident?He wants to ask Spider-Man for help?

"I can help you." Thinking of this, I said to Harry.

Harry looked up at me, after a long time he let out a deep breath, then reached out and hugged me gently.

Even at this moment, there is still a good smell on him, but there is an empathetic sadness in my heart, "I will be with you."

"Thank you... thank you, Petra."

[4]

I put on the Spider-Man uniform and came to Harry's other house in Manhattan as promised. I opened the window and turned in.

I am actually quite familiar with this room. When I was a child, I used to be their car and came here when I came to Harry’s house to play.

Just as my eyes began to scan the objects around this room one by one, trying to find traces of Harry, I heard a familiar footstep.

I turned around immediately, but when I saw the picture, I was immediately shocked in place.

Harry was wearing a Green Goblin suit, but he was pointing at me with a nondescript wooden bin in his hand.

I am confused, what is the situation? !

"You killed my father," Harry explained before I could say anything. "Even though I actually hated him... you killed my father."

He repeated, while talking, he pulled down the insurance of the wooden warehouse in his hand, and the pair of blue eyes on his pale face became dark and deep because of the light.

...so Harry's father was the Green Goblin?

My heart plummeted.

Of course, I didn't kill the Goblin, but it's quite possible that the Goblin was seriously injured from fighting me.

I can't argue with that.

"That's right, I know my father is a super villain, but don't you, who killed the villain, just represent the justice of the sanctimonious people?"

I couldn't speak, because I knew Harry must be very uncomfortable right now.

Right now, I just want to hug him.

When I'm sad, I just need someone to come and hug me, and I'm sure it's the same for him.

But I just took two steps forward, and with a bang, he shot unexpectedly.

I dodged subconsciously, but the distance between the two of us was too close, and he still hit me on the shoulder blade.

"Speak! Speak!" he yelled at me angrily. "My father's goal is to kill you. I don't mind fulfilling his last wish!"

I clutched my shoulders, feeling a little painful, and my throat became a little hoarse because of sadness, "What do you want me to say?"

Harry was taken aback for a moment, showing some disbelief.

Then slowly approach me.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off my headgear vigorously, because he was so anxious that his actions would inevitably appear a little rude.

"...pe, Petra?" Harry looked stunned, and the wooden warehouse in his hand fell straight to the ground.

Harry stepped back, clutching his head, looking utterly confused, "Why...why did this happen?"

And I was a little overwhelmed by the pain in my shoulder, I felt the heat leave my body quickly, luckily my uniform was red, Harry couldn't tell I was bleeding a lot.

He looked at his hands in pain, struggled for a long time and said, "I'm sorry, Petra."

"I-I never thought you were Spider-Man... you're the last person in the world I want to hurt, actually, I think... maybe I like you a little bit." Feeling very ridiculous, even the eye sockets are a little moist.

"Yeah." I know, how could Harry want to hurt me?

But, who would have thought that Uncle Osborn was actually the Green Goblin?

One drop, two drops, I looked down and saw the blood dripping on the floor.

I need to hurry up and get out of here.

Every second I stay, Harry's going to have another break, and I don't want him to break because of me.

Looking at him, I couldn't help smiling, "Actually... I like you too, Harry."

After speaking, I opened the window and flipped out immediately.

Using spider silk, I wandered the streets of New York quickly.

But at this time my shoulders really can't hold my whole weight, and I can't go home. If Aunt May sees my wound, everything can't be explained clearly.

My train of thought is clear now.

But even with a clear mind, I can barely lift my shoulders, let alone find the right aim to shoot the spider's thread.

While passing the Hudson River, the spider silk shot directly at the surface of the river.

I plunged headfirst into the icy cold water.

It was obviously river water, but the fall from a high altitude made me feel as painful as if I had been slapped on the concrete floor.

With the last of my strength, I thrashed with my legs and one hand.

I don't know how long I have persisted, but I am about to come to the shore.

The bank was high, and I stretched out my hand with the last of my strength to shoot the silk out.

— No, the web launcher is broken.

I tried to climb up from the river bank, but as soon as I got out of the water, my buoyant body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

But I don't want to die here, otherwise it would be too ridiculous.

And Aunt May is waiting for me, and Harry... maybe waiting for me too.

As I struggled to get to the bank, I rolled over and lay face up on the lawn.

The cold made me drowsy, but a red color appeared in front of my eyes.

It's him……?

I lost consciousness.

[5]

In my mixed dreams, I saw many, many.

Harry, Aunt May, Gwen, Flesh...Iron Man, Captain America...even, even a red figure.

I saw me kissing Harry for a while, and I saw me fighting against evil forces with Iron Man for a while, and there were even many, many scenes that I had never experienced before.

But I didn't have time to think about it, and soon, a warm and comfortable feeling filled my whole body.

Everything seemed to calm down.

I fell asleep peacefully.

I was awakened by thirst, and I opened my eyes in a daze.

A man stuffed something into his mouth while watching TV. He seemed to be eating with great relish.

The TV sound is very quiet, I guess he only set it to 1.

I moved my body, but found that I seemed to be imprisoned by something.

This made me wake up all of a sudden, and began to struggle hard.

Then I lowered my head and saw an unattractive rope tied to my body, but I couldn't stop struggling with this rope.

Regular footsteps suddenly approached me, "My dear, you're awake!"

The man is wearing half of the hood, revealing light pink lips, and there are leftover food crumbs in his mouth - it's Deadpool!

"Deadpool?! What are you doing, why are you tying me up?"

He stretched out his fingers and scratched his head, looking a little guilty, but soon he seemed to have thought of something, showing an extremely aggrieved expression, "You clearly said I was willing."

"What?" What did I say?what do i want

"Can you untie me first anyway?" I persuaded patiently.

"No, I don't care!" He suddenly hugged me tightly from behind, and gently rubbed his head on my injured shoulder.

I felt like my heart missed a beat and started beating like crazy, which was a feeling I had never experienced before, not even the same as when Harry hugged.

Is my spider sense trying to alert me to something?

"Even though I've ruined so many opportunities, you still call him by his name in your dreams...I'm so jealous."

"So, I won't give you another chance to see him."

He raised his head feelingly.

I found the room I was in to be extremely dark, with all the windows firmly battened up.

...Deadpool must be crazy!What does he want?

He didn't answer the question I was thinking, but whispered happily in my ear, "This time, you are still mine."

-IF Harry Chapter End-