Chương 39: Chapter 39

"Damn, maybe you should issue a press release or something," I chuckled. I looked at the TV screen and suddenly a question came up, "why aren't they surrounding the building? Don't they know I'm in here?"

"No," Reid replied, "after you fainted Sue turns you invisible and brought you here. Don't worry Peter, you're perfectly safe here."

I sighed in relief, "thanks Sue, I owe you."

Susan smiled, "forget about it."

"Can we get something to eat? I'm hungry and it's been a long day," Ben grumbled.

"Yes, of course," Reed agreed as he walked to the kitchen.

"Well I guess that's my cue to leave," I spoke up.

"No wait, didn't you tell your uncle you already ate? Are you just going home without dinner?" Susan asked.

I blinked, "you are scary observant."

"Yeah she is," Johnny grumbled, "but seriously man, stay!"

I shrugged, "well, okay, only if I'm not bother you or anything."

"Trust me kid, it's no bother at all. You're probably be the most normal person in the room," Ben grunted out.

I chuckled nervously, "don't beat on that Ben. So ah, what happened to Doom anyway?"

Ben sighed, "we managed to get him into the East River as planned and ehe electrocuted himself. He was unconscious, but instead of going to jail he was sent home."

I blinked, "what? Why?"

"He's technically the prince of Latveria, as such he has diplomatic immunity," Reed growled, "he got off scoot free."

"Damn," I grumbled, "that sucks."

"So what's for dinner?" Johnny asked rubbing his hands greedily.

"We have," Susan opened the fridge door and bent down to the bottom rack. I couldn't help it, my eyes were drawn to her ass as it stretched her blue uniform to it's limits. Damn I love spandex.

Johnny slapped me up the head, "dude, eyes up front."

I grumbled, "yeah, fine."

"We got pizza!" Sue cheered holding up fives boxes of frozen pizza, "Johnny, will you do the honours?"

"My pleasure sis!" Johnny took each pizza one by one out of the box and set it on fire. It hissed for a moment burn out all the coldness before leaving behind a steaming, if slightly blacked large meat lovers pizza.

We grabbed plates and sat around the dining table. Ben sat down on his industrial chair, and we ate, and ask we did I told them my life story. Well...some of it anyway.

"So wait, a spider bite gave you your powers? That's stupid man!" Johnny cried out.

"It wasn't an ordinary spider Johnny," I shrugged, "it was genetically altered and radioactive. I was able to overwrite my genes and change me on a cellular level."

"How do you know that?" Reed asked.

"Oh come on Reed, you must have seen my report card when you did a search on me right? What did it say?"

"Above average student, exceptional in studies and subjects that interest you," Read narrated.

"So you're smart?" Ben asked.

"I'm no Susan Storm or reed Richards, but I can hold my own," I shrugged.

"So wait, the spider bite gave you advanced agility and the ability to shoot webs out of your hands?" Susan asked.

"Oh no, not at all. Actually the web thing was my own invention, I created a formula that solidifies when exposed to air, creating a web like substance. And I use thes," I lifted my sleeves displaying my web shooters, "to launch the web lines."

"Amazing, you invented those? All by yourself?" Reed asked.

I shrugged, "well it was either this all a grapple hook. And believe me I can't do half as amazing things with a grapple than I can with my webs."

"Damn Peter, that's impressive," Johnny whistled, "I mean I'm kind of an inventor myself, so I can understand the difficulties in creating something so amazing. Good job kid, good job."

"Hey, don't call me kid, we're the same age firebutt," I growled.

"And what do you mean you're an inventor?" Susan scoffed, "the only thing you invented is a hair gel to didn't burn when you went all flames."

"Hey! Don't diss my invention! Next thing you know thousands of firemen all over the country will be lining up to buy my stuff! You'll see!"

"Yeah, or we can use it to grease up engines."

"Hey! My beautiful hair gel is not a replacement for engine grease!"

"Then why does it look the same?"

"Why you little!" Johnny growled punching Ben's arm only to cry out in pain, "I hate you!"

I chuckled at their antics, guess I know why they were such a good team. They were more family than friends.

Slowly they all calmed down. I helped clear up the plates, washing them in the sink with Sue. I kept trying to sneak in a quick peek at her amazing behind but Johnny also caught me, stupid fire breather.

When we were done the FF and I were gathered around in the living room and Susan spoke, "Peter, how would you like a job here with us?"

I blinked, "super hot lady saw what now?"

Susan chuckled as Reed and Johnny glared at me, "I'm serious Peter. I saw your test scores, impressive. And from what you've told us about your invention, well there is certainly promise to say the least. I told you, the Baxter Building is a place for geniuses to learn and grow together, I think you'll do great here, don't you?"

"I-I don't, I don't know if I can live up to your expectations," I gulped replying honestly, "like I'm already busy, I have school training and Spider-man stuff I don't' know how-"

"You don't have office hours in a place like this Peter," Reed spoke up, "we make our own times. Sue and I practically live here, but Johnny roams around a lot. We only expect one thing out of you, improvements in science."

"You get final say on anything you invent," Sue continued, "we'll decide together if we will release what we discovered or not. You'll have a lab and funding for your projects, along with some cash as a monthly salary. Heck maybe you can even make some gizmos to help you out when you're out as Spider-man."

"And if you're really desperate for an alibi while out fighting crime, you can always just tell your folks at home you were here working on a project," Ben suggested.