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Best Wishes, 1/11

Title: Best Wishes, 1/11: Typical
Author: htbthomas
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Spider-Man movieverse, post Spider-Man 2
Pairing: Peter/MJ
Word Count: Ch. 1 - 1200 words
Summary: It is a month before Peter and Mary Jane’s wedding, and everything is seeming to go wrong. Unknown to the happy couple, help is about to come from an unexpected source.
Chapter Teaser: A message indicator was showing at the top of the LCD display. Peter didn’t recognize the number in his call history – who other than MJ, Aunt May or the Bugle would have this number? He accessed the message: “Mr. Parker, this is Marion Wallace of the Royal Park Hotel.”
Author's Note: This is the third part of my “movieverse trilogy”, originally written in November 2005, that began with It Has Always Been You and continued with Enquiring Minds.

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Chapter 1: Typical

Thwip! Thwip! In quick succession, Spider-Man shot two web-lines out to catch the thieves by the back. Yanking them backward, he quipped, “Hey! Where are you two going? We weren’t finished talking!” Without a beat, he shot a second web-line over the railing of a balcony above, and connected the lines together. Very soon, they were slowly swinging back and forth ten feet above the street.

He waggled a finger at them. “I know you were in a hurry, but it isn’t polite to leave without exchanging a few pleasantries…”

One of the thieves spat on the ground. “Screw you, Spider-Man. We don’t have to—” His mouth suddenly sealed up with a stream of webbing.

“Tsk, tsk. How rude.” He looked to the other man, who had shut his mouth tightly. “Well, I at least, was raised correctly. Give my regards to the authorities and have a nice day.” Spider-Man started to leap away, but then paused. The masked head tilted slightly, and then nodded. “One last reminder…”

Webbing spewed out of the gloved wrists at blinding speed. Spider-Man stopped to survey his work, and then saluted the two men. Before they knew it, he was away over the rooftops.

They both turned as one to see what Spider-Man had done. In sparkling webbing, Charlotte’s Web-style, was the word: “RUDE.”

The second of the two turned to his partner, who was looking at him with eyebrows drawn down in anger and embarrassment. “Don’t blame me. You were the one who couldn’t keep his mouth shut.”

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Several blocks away, Peter paused for breath on the roof of a building. He had not been able to resist that last bit with the web-writing. Smiling, he took his cell phone out of the special pocket he had made for this purpose. Right in the middle of that last incident, it had vibrated. He supposed he would get used to it someday – it always made him jump a little.

A message indicator was showing at the top of the LCD display. He didn’t recognize the number in his call history – who other than MJ, Aunt May or the Bugle would have this number? He accessed the message: “Mr. Parker, this is Marion Wallace of the Royal Park Hotel. I regret to inform you that due to our error, there has been a double-booking on the banquet room you reserved for your wedding reception. We are notifying both parties; however, the other client's reservation was made before yours, and has precedence. We will be happy to reschedule the date or refund your deposit. Please give us a call at 555-2440. Thank you."

Peter groaned. Where were they going to find another place for the reception? It was mid-April and there was only a month to go before the wedding. He and Mary Jane were not exactly rolling in money. Any place that would take reservations on such short notice would probably be very expensive. Typical Parker luck.

He started to dial the number given in the message, when on the street below, there was a loud screech of tires. His spider-sense suddenly flared – careening down the street was a small blue sedan. As the driver became even more erratic, pedestrians scurried out of the way. In the distance, Peter could hear a police siren. They are not going to get here in time if that driver hits someone!

He leaped into action, swinging swiftly downward. A mother clutched her child, frozen in fear, as the car bore down on them. Peter snagged the two of them in his arms. Setting them out of harm's way, he asked the woman, "Are you okay?"

She nodded numbly. His head snapped around as the car rounded another corner, almost on two wheels. "Excuse me," he apologized, and took off that direction.

I've got to stop them, and fast! He used the momentum of swinging around the corner to land on the roof of the car. Leaning over the passenger-side window, he rapped sharply on the glass. “Hey! You wanna slow it down, buddy?”

The driver, a disheveled-looking white male, took one glance at him and promptly swerved almost across the traffic. “Whoa, there!” Peter cried, righting himself easily.

The driver frantically swiveled the steering wheel left and right, trying to dislodge his unwanted passenger. Clearly, the man had no intention of stopping.

Peter shot out several lines to surrounding buildings. Most stuck on the brickwork, but one line grabbed a large potted plant beside an entrance. The ficus came flying toward him, as the other lines snapped. The car’s speed and momentum were too great. He caught the base of the pot, and webbed it to a light pole as they passed.

All right, I guess this needs a hands-on approach. “I can see you are in need of a few pointers." Peter punched through the glass, and fluidly slid through to sit in the passenger seat. "Okay, students. Hands at 10 and 2. Slowly lift your foot from the gas pedal and press the brake firmly.” The driver began fumbling for the weapon tucked in his belt. Peter nonchalantly snatched it away with a strand of webbing. “And for God’s sake, watch out for pedestrian traffic!”

Peter reached for the steering wheel, but at the last moment, the driver jerked the wheel to the right. They plowed across the sidewalk, crashed through the large window of a storefront, and came to a stop a mere foot from the counter. The car alarm pealed and the air bags deployed, momentarily trapping the driver and Peter in their seats. Peter began coughing due to dust and debris. “The brake, man, I said the brake…” he coughed. He poked through the fabric of the air bag, deflating it enough to escape the car.

Opening the car door, he found himself tripping over greenery. He shook his head to clear it. It looked as if the driver was shaken, but unhurt. And it wouldn't be difficult to keep him inside until the police arrived, whose sirens he could still hear in the distance.

He looked around the room to see if anyone in the store had been injured by the crash. There was a mess of plants, pots and flowers around the broken plate glass window, and the clerk was still staring in shock. Her customer held a flower arrangement in his hands, mouth wide open.

“Everyone okay in here?” he asked, concerned, as they both nodded silently. Wait a minute, this place looks familiar…

He stepped through the broken window, out onto the sidewalk and looked up at the sign. MORTON’S FLOWERS. Peter dropped his masked head into his hands. Oh, my God. The florist for our wedding…

Next: Chapter 2: Preparations

33 days until Spider-Man 3!!


( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Mar. 31st, 2007 03:15 pm (UTC)
You know, I just came up with another name for this chapter - Murphey's Law

'Cause GEEZ! How many bad things can happen in such a short amount of time?? First the florist then the reception disaster... it's like one thing he does to help the city, he finds something else has gone wrong with his own personal life.

Nice action sequences here. You prove once again that you have an ability to carry action as well as other side-stories. Very good job with that.
Mar. 31st, 2007 06:31 pm (UTC)
Well, buckle your safety belts, because more stuff is going to go wrong as the story progresses... actually Peter Parker's bad luck is a common theme in the comics. I just decided to put my own spin on it. :)

Thanks on the action compliment. I do a bit more with that in this story - especially a big one near the end. It was scary, but fun!
Mar. 31st, 2007 04:30 pm (UTC)
Hee!:D An update! yay!

That wasn't a very good day for Peter and MJ, was it? I really liked how you Peter dealt with the criminals - it was really very funny. :D I really liked this chapter! All the action was really great!:D

Great work, Barbara!:D
Mar. 31st, 2007 06:44 pm (UTC)
Thanks! The web-writing bit was stolen from an Amazing Spider-Man comic, so I can't claim it's original. But it was still fun to do.

I like to throw in nods to the comics when I can, just because there is so much fun stuff to reference!

Glad you've jumped aboard the new story. ♥
Mar. 31st, 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
Aw... poor Peter. Luckly since I've read this I know some good luck would come his and MJ's way.

Wonderful work, I'm jealous, you did an amazing job with the action, just like it was from the comics.

And how's dear Harry doing, may I ask? ;)
Mar. 31st, 2007 11:00 pm (UTC)
Thanks on the action! I like writing Spidey action, so intense and often humorous.

Harry? He'll show up pretty soon, and you'll find out what he's been up to...
Mar. 31st, 2007 10:41 pm (UTC)
Dude, Peter has the worst life EVER!

I mean he finally gets the girl and now everything goes KABOOM!

Is Aunt May in this? I've missed the old broad. I can't wait for her to see her little Peter get married!

Oh and you haven't mentioned Harry, why does that fill me with dread?

Great start Barb!
Mar. 31st, 2007 11:02 pm (UTC)
Yeah, the Parker luck is famously bad. :P

Yes! Aunt May has a big part in this one! I never found a good place for her in EM, so I made up for it here. :)

And Harry? Filling you with dread? Whyever for? ;)
Apr. 2nd, 2007 06:47 pm (UTC)
What a start to the final part of the trilogy! You write action really well.

And poor Pete. Things just aren't going well for him and this wedding planning. I wonder is someone is trying to sabotage the wedding plans?
Apr. 2nd, 2007 06:55 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Jen! I tried to do a lot more action in this one. :) I guess you never know until you try!

This incident was pure bad luck... but other portions of the wedding planning...? Sometimes luck, sometimes not... ^_^
Apr. 4th, 2007 02:48 pm (UTC)
Okay, I thought I would get through that Potter fic by now, pshhh...its 67 chapters! And still going! So I'm taking a break...

This is looking good, as always. I love all the action and the 'typical Parker luck'. Hee!
Apr. 4th, 2007 03:35 pm (UTC)
67? Wow. That's LONG. O_o

I tried to do a little more action in this story - so I'm glad you liked that! :) Thanks for coming by even when sucked into HP fic! :D
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Apr. 11th, 2007 01:07 am (UTC)
That little web-writing bit comes from J. Michael Straczynski (the current writer of the main Spidey comic) - I had to borrow it. :)

You are forgiven, especially in reading the whole thing in one afternoon!
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May. 7th, 2007 05:14 pm (UTC)
Ah, the old Parker luck is running true to form in this chapter. With a mere month before his wedding to Mary Jane, Peter finds out that they don't have a place for the reception. You just have to feel sorry for him. Peter busts his butt to do his thing as Spider-Man and the rewards are few and far between but you would think things would go his way for once.

Unfortunately, Peter's luck continues on its bad course as he catches another bad guy. The capture goes relatively alright until he realizes where they ended up, inside the florist shop that is providing flowers for his wedding. Hopefully, Peter's luck will change, sooner then later.
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