"Eeeewww!" Peter exclaimed louder than usual and dropping the picture of what was clearly a clone. The photo showed the young teen, aged beyond her death on her knees making similar bedroom eyes to him as Black Cat has over the years. Her long blonde her cut barely shoulder length, and dressed in a black turtle neck sweater, a blue pencil skirt and leather black boots. "I know his is a perv, be why does he have to perv on Gwen so hard." he said pocketing his last camera. Shifting his foot along the floor covered with more pictures, Peter kept getting more and more glimpses of sexual poses of Gwen. Random flashes of her clothes slipping off revealing pink bra straps, and panty shots. But he froze all together when seeing the naked Gwen spread out laying on top of another.
Finally clearing the pile of smut, the spider never noticed a random photo for the floor stuck to his foot. "Next time I see Myles, I'm calling the Hulk" Peter continued to talk to himself as he walked out door. "But first I got to find him." aiming for the high ceilings at the end of the hallway, he saw three bank lock style vault on the same wall. Sighing Peter slung another web to the one in the middle. "Looks like another spider-clone vault. We does he always clone in bulk." he said throwing his hands in the air. During this exercise in annoyance, Peter saw a pipe that led under each storage unit.
Walking a feet away from where they intercept, Peter took a deep breath and prayed not to be poisoned with some kind of gas or fume from liquid. This however didn't stop a blast of fruity air hitting his masked face, or the scent hinging to his costume. After a small amount of lightheadedness, Peter chuckled, "At less I don't need a wash."
With the unknown material cut from the valves, Peter tapped away at the middle valve's keypad. After taking three tries, the large door opened itself for Spiderman. "Should have guessed 'Peter's a bitch', but I was still hoping to be friends." the hero joked to the open door. Peeking his head in, Peter was meet with pitch black, and the feeling that his left ear went numb. Without his knowing, the gas from the pipe early dulled Peter's spider sense, meaning he couldn't feel...
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