Fire Escape 🕷 Peter Parker

CHAPTER SIX

(OTHERWISE KNOWN AS THE NOT DATE CLICHE!)

PETER PARKER WAS A FUCKING DORK AND JACKIE LOGAN COULDN'T HELP BUT THINK HE WAS CUTE IN SPITE OF IT WHICH SORT OF PISSED HER OFF BECAUSE SPIDER-BOY WAS HER FRIEND AND FRIENDS DON'T FIND THEIR FRIENDS CUTE EVEN WHEN THEY WERE.

When Jackie Logan had discovered Spider-boy's secret identity only a few days prior the two had spent the night getting to know one another. Jackie had found out about his Uncle Ben's murder and how that was what made him into the hero he was, and he found out she not only knew all the words to the Bohemian Rhapsody but she also really liked Chinese food.

Which is why that Saturday he decided to take her to NY Noodletown, a Chinese restaurant on Bowery he'd heard good things about. "As friends," he clarified, rushed and slightly pink as he hung half out her window and half on her fire escape.

"Okay, so what, you can do a spot on Yoda but you hate Star Wars?" Jackie laughed, she used her hand to cover her mouth and as she dipped her head forward, her hair to create a curtain around her. The pair had just ordered their food- Jackie had ordered Lo Mein with Oyster Sauce and tender greens while Peter had gotten himself Kung-po Chicken -when they wandered off the topic of how a few weeks prior Peter had joined his school's Decathlon Team in hope of looking like a "normal civilian", and onto the topic of how despite making very obvious Star Wars references, he didn't actually like the Si-Fi movie series.

"I-Well-See-" he explained, "Me and my friend Ned do this movie thing every other Friday and when it's his turn to pick-"

"He picks Star Wars?" Peter nodded. He was pink- well his face was -Jackie attributed it to the heat of the restaurant.

"Don't worry, my friend Max is the same way with the Princess Bride." Peter opened his mouth to respond when a waiter carrying two drinks came over and set them on the table. Jackie looked up at the older male and smiled, "Thank you."

The waiter flashed her a closed-lip smile, "Your food will be out shortly."

"Thanks," Peter piped up, pulling his coke closer to him while Jackie grabbed her glass of Sprite. The waiter dipped his head forward as a silent 'Thank you' before spiriting off to another table to take a large groups order.

Jackie couldn't help but roll her eyes at the obvious group of tourists. Tourists were nice and everything but not only were they were always too loud but they also took up too much space on the train, and stopped short on the sidewalk at the most inopportune times; she understood that they were vital to the City's income but honestly, they sucked.

Jackie looked at Peter, "So what were you saying?"

"I was saying somet-oh right, I don't think I've ever seen the Princess Bride." Jackie's jaw comically dropped.

"What? No way, how have you never seen the Princess Bride?" Jackie demanded, her fingers curling around the edge of the table as she leaned forward. Peter shrugged.