@thwipptective
“Okay, this can’t be one of Mysterio’s illusions after all.. then why is my Spidey Sense going haywire?” Spider-Man mused, rubbing his wrists for the nth time as if the web-shooters will suddenly appear. Just like before, no dice. He could even feel that he’s weaker. Not tired or exhausted-- actually weaker. That wasn’t something his fish-bowl headed foe could do.
Then a harsh spike in his Spidey-Sense made the walking arachnid stop dead, rubbing his temple as he was suddenly in high alert. No snipers, no masked assailants, and definitely nobody about to try chopping his head off.
“Alright, alright, can we hurry up the butt-kicking? I’m going to miss my favorite show. I just have to see if Kirk Dangerman gets the girl!”
Okay, not his best line. He’s panicking, sue him.
