《Moments | Spideychelle Oneshots Collection》Remember When...
Advertisement
Peter, Michelle and Ned have all grown up together as next-door neighbors. They always hung out at Peter's house where they'll play all day. Even though they're in highschool now, they still hang out at his place. One weekend while Peter and MJ were playing video games and Ned was browsing Facebook, he saw some old photos that were uploaded on Aunt May's account. They were all uploaded 5 years ago. But all of the pictures were taken from 11 years ago. Ned smiled at each of the photo. He remembered when May took these photos. He turned towards MJ and Peter, still busy with their game.
"Hey guys, look at this." They paused the game and looked at Ned's phone.
"Oh my god, look how young we look." said MJ.
"We look adorable." said Peter. They scrolled through more pictures. They stopped on one and reminisced.
"Remember when we took this? We were having a sleepover all of us wanted to sleep on Peter's bed." said MJ.
"Yeah.. and then the both of us got upset when he decided to replace it with a bunk bed." Ned told MJ. She nodded. They scrolled through more.
"Oh, I remember that!" said Peter, laughing. "MJ had a huge scar on her face after falling from that swing."
"Yeah, and I never got an apology!" She said.
"Hey, I said I'm sorry for pushing you harder than I should have back then, remember?"
"You never said that!" She turned to Ned, seeking backup. "Right?"
"She's right, you didn't apologize at all. You just stood there and laughed. She cried all day, and the day after that, and the day after that... and the week after that--"
"Okay, okay, I get it. I'm sorry, MJ." He said patting her hand.
"It's fine, Pete. We were kids. We didn't know anything."
"And we still don't." said Ned, making all of them laugh. As they scrolled through the pictures, a thought hit Ned.
"Why don't we recreate these?" He asks.
"That sounds fun. Let's do it!" said Peter enthusiastically.
Advertisement
Ned pulled up the pictures that they were willing to recreate. Some made them cringe but had a great laugh nonetheless. There was this one where Ned and Peter were hugging each other and MJ was in the edge of the picture, with a grumpy face and her arms crossed. The next one was Peter hugging Ned's huge teddy bear and MJ and Ned were grumpy.
In the next picture, the three of them had to buy a cake just to recreate it perfectly. It was Ned's birthday. He looked like he was taking a big bite out of his cake while Peter and MJ are on either side of him smiling with icing on their noses. The next one was Ned giving MJ a piggyback ride and Peter was in the edge of the picture, grumpy. While they were recreating this, Michelle keeps falling off of Ned and Peter caught her every time.
"Nice reflexes, Peter." She would say. Peter would blush a little.
The next one had all three of them on Peter's old bed and they were all able to fit on it. They recreated that on Aunt May's bed, but only two could fit and one of them, specifically Ned, would always fall off since he was on the very edge. Peter and Michelle would holler with laughter.
The next one surprised the two. It was MJ kissing Peter on the cheek while Ned was on the edge of the picture, both of his hands clasping his mouth. At first, the two were hesitant in recreating this, but there was a voice inside their head that told them that they'll regret that decision later on. So they went ahead and recreated it.
"Okay... and smile!" said Ned, pressing the snap button on his phone's camera and waiting for the 5-second timer to go off, meaning MJ had to keep her lips on Peter's cheek for five whole seconds. Once the 5 seconds were over, they looked at each other for a while before returning their attention to Ned who was previewing their photo.
"Hey, it looks great!" He remarked. The two nodded at him. They were quiet for a while which made Ned uncomfortable. "Why are you guys quiet all of a sudden?" He asked.
Advertisement
"Oh.. nothing." Both of them said. They met eyes then blushed and looked away.
"Why is there a sudden tension between you two?" He asked, pointing at both of them.
"Nothing, Ned. It's nothing." They tried to brush it off.
"No, no, something's bothering the both of you. Tell me, what is it?"
"No really. Forget about it, dude." said Peter which made Ned brush it off. A few minutes later, he received a call from his mom telling him to help her with some stuff in the house. He left the two in Peter's house.
"So..." She starts.
"...Yeah?"
"Remember when.. we took that photo?"
"Yeah. You were the one who suggested it and I was pretty excited about it."
"Yeah. God, I remember when we were kids and we would always go to your backyard and play on your swing and take turns on it."
"Hmm," Peter nodded. "Those were the days..."
"I miss it. Where we don't have to worry about anything at all. Where we can be anything we wanted to be. Whereas now, it's so hard to do everything right and live up to your family's expectations, you know?" She rested her head on Peter's shoulder which gave him a tingly feeling down his spine. He put his arm on her.
"Yeah. I know."
"How do you do it?" She asked, facing him.
"...do what, exactly?"
"Be able to do your internship whilst still doing great at school? I just... You're incredible, Peter. Really, you are. I wish I could be as great as you, like what my parents want me to be."
"MJ, you're amazing in your own way. You're super smart, you're talented, you're pretty much great at everything."
"In my parents eyes, I'm not." She twiddled with her thumbs and dropped her gaze from Peter.
"What's the matter?" He asked, putting his finger on her chin and making her face him.
"It's just... nothing. I should get going." She stood up but Peter grabbed a hold of her wrist.
"Stay. Let's talk." He said softly.
"It's just... my mom and my dad think that I haven't been doing well in school lately."
"What are you talking about? You're the top student in our class!"
"Top 2, actually." She said, correcting him.
"Aren't they proud of you?"
"Are they supposed to? Considering they really want me to be Top 1?" Peter sighed. He didn't know the correct response for her. MJ continued on. "They keep telling me over and over and over again that I'm not doing my best, that I'm not the best version of myself. But.. but what if this is the best version of myself?" Tears started to stream on her face. Peter continued on listening to her intently. "I just want to go back to the good ol' days. The times we took these photos. The days where we were carefree and were able to do anything we wanted and not have to tolerate with any kind of pressure." Peter hugged her tightly as she cried in his shoulders.
"Hey, listen," He held her by the shoulders and faced her as she wiped her tears. "You're speactacular, Michelle. They're just gonna have to get used to that. If they still don't want it, don't waste your time trying to impress them. This is you. The best version of you there ever was. And if they're not there to support you or cheer you on, then always remember that I'm here for you. Aunt May is here, Ned is here. We're here right by your side."
"Always?"
"Always." He embraced her. As he pulled away, he cupped both of her cheeks and slowly leaned in and kissed her softly.
"I love you, MJ."
"I love you too, Peter."
Advertisement
- In Serial24 Chapters
Shipshape (Now writing book 2)
Jack had always wanted to be a Shaper, to form pure life-force into obedient beasts and monsters and lead them into battle. Unfortunately, the only way to Shape life-force is through the use of Patterns, and the knowledge of how to make Patterns was lost when the old-world fell. These days, what Patterns remain in the world are closely guarded by their owners, who charge exorbitant amounts of gold from anyone who wants to use them. It took Jack years of scavenging in the ruins of the old-world, evading deadly traps and ravenous monsters, to gather the gold needed to pay for access to a Pattern and Shape himself a pair of hunting Hounds, and take the first step into realizing his dream. Book 1 can now be found on Amazon Cover art by Amarihel Story will contain unusual/harem relationships!
8 161 - In Serial18 Chapters
Awakening
A potent tale of self-discovery. Centuries ago, the prophetic Golden Age ended in war, and history spiraled into darkness... Now, only scholars retain the last portent of the mythic city A'lara, concealed in a distant glade for the advent of the dragon mage. At the edge of the Known World, the slave Larin escapes her new lord before she meets his dark masters. Deep in the mountains, the legendary elf Kingard awaits his call to battle. When young Darek flees imperial mages tasked to exterminate shape-shifters, he launches them all on a voyage to redeem their unsought destiny. United by fate and guided by prophesy, their growing band of fugitives journey for A'lara to fight the ancient evil infiltrating the capital. But looming over the gears of fate, their enemies follow the same prophesies. With the unknown close upon them, Kingard and his allies face a mortal quest to restore their infected empire. Praise for Awakening: If you love Anne McCaffrey, J.R.R. Tolkien and Tad Williams, then Awakening is a novel you will surely want to pick up. D.N.Frost is a consummate world-builder with a knack for creating characters that are complex and three-dimensional. Frost writes with graceful prose that is descriptive and well-edited. The plot is fast-paced and entertaining. What really sets this novel apart is the cartography, which is a spectacular accomplishment. Incredible world-building! - M.L. Spencer, author of The Rhenwars Saga ★★★★★ This novel was published in 2014, and it includes 19 antique watercolor maps! Check them out: Maps of Awakening: an atlas directory
8 140 - In Serial15 Chapters
I'm Always Talking to Myself
My name is Zach. I’m a typical bland featureless protagonist type. The kind of guy who has purposefully few defining characteristics so that people can project whatever they want on me. Like Luke from Star Wars or what’s her name from Twilight. Most main characters are like me. Kind of flavorless blank slates because we all secretly doubt that we’re Harrison Ford, but pretty much anyone could be Mitt Romney. Yep. Yes indeed, I do spend basically my entire life running an internal dialog to no one. Usually I’m imagining that there are people listening. Like maybe philosophers from Ancient Greece, or researchers from another planet who act suspiciously like the characters from that Instagram comic with the aliens. Stupid Instagram comedians stealing my internal monologue and turning into a wildly successful enterprise which I would imagine has a vibrant merch dropshipping arm and hundreds of thousands of daily dopamine hits for loyal followers. I basically spend all of my time explaining random things to imaginary people (and aliens, and animals, and household items which have inexplicably gained sentience and frankly have some concerns about this whole existence thing). Honestly, it’s both highly entertaining to me, in that it makes me think about why we humans do all of the bizarre things that we do, but also horrifically exhausting and kind of makes you feel like you’re either, worst cast, losing your grip on reality, or best case, becoming Abed from Community. Anyway, I’m sure that I have some distinguishing characteristics, but, in the interest of hypnotic suggestion I’m choosing to omit them until I’m pretty sure that you have subconsciously come to identify with me, or until I feel like it. (By the way, in case I forgot to mention it, a higher power called Aww Thor or something told me to say that this is a slice-of-life comedy adventure and that it's set in a fantasy world with isekai and LitRPG elements.)
8 75 - In Serial8 Chapters
A Thief and a Prince (Inspired by Aladdin)
Nico is Prince of Atlantis. Percy is a lowly thief who is mourning the death of his mother. When Nico gets bored of the Palace life, what will happen when he meets Percy? Will Percy be enough to capture his attention. A Nicercy fic. Boyxboy. Don't like, don't read. Rating may change in upcoming chapters.NOTE: COVER NOT MINE, FOUND ON GOOGLE
8 149 - In Serial8 Chapters
Death Spire
No-one know what awaits at the top of the tower but everyone has their ideas. The gifts received on even the lower floors could change a persons life beyond belief. However, only death awaits failure, while success leads to the next challenge. Follow Nathan as he starts his crusade to the top.
8 93 - In Serial45 Chapters
Beast fiend
Reincarnation happens so often, when you think of it on the universal scale. It would be weird, if every single one those souls were exactly the same in their circumstances. This story is about a different kind of soul. Each new life starts almost blank, only some bits and pieces available form the past. Each time there is excitement of new discoveries and new love. How would this particular life turn out? Join in, as this soul learns about the world, forges kinship and romance, enjoys the new life and overcomes the obstacles. Our hero's new name is Zern, he is a part of Val tribe, people with strong will and strong convictions. To them, duty is everything, so they safeguard the realm and help those in need. These people have power, power that Zern may gain if he keeps going forward and won't give up.
8 58