A Chemistry Set Would Be Nice || Zombie!AU || Toothiana and Peter
The teenager had seen enough zombie movies/show/books/games to have a semblance of what he was supposed to do. Didn't mean he liked it. As if the weird apparently not mutant, uh feelings, weren't enough, someone had to go and turn half of New York City into zombies...
Aunt May and Uncle Ben had made it out of the island safely, but Peter's evac bus had been over turned. Peter remembered being cornered by the dull eyed creatures, they smelled horrible, but they never took a bite out of him. They... almost seemed disgusted by him. Maybe he was somehow immune to the virus? Of all the people in the world, him, Peter Parker, was immune? Honestly? (Did this have something to do with that mutant gene false alarm? Was he some kinda biological time bomb or something? What was going ON with him?)
"Where's a damn chemist when you need one?!" Peter growled to the heavens, slumping on his feet. At least he had a safehouse now. And lots of canned foods. Plus a copy of the Zombie Survival Guide. So no zombies for now. Good- Was that a groan Peter heard? Please tell me that wasn't a- yep. Me and my big mouth. Peter grabbed a chair to fend whatever was trying to eat off his face away. Chair in front of him, Peter charged into the hallway, with a rather loud (maybe a bit cheesy) battlecry.
And promptly ran headfirst into a definately not-zombie. Ow.















