Pranking Miguel (maybe?)
Time has passed since the incident with the Spot. Miles is now a great member of the Spider Society. Naturally, this means the quartet of Miles, Gwen, Pavitr, and Hobie are always bringing a youthful atmosphere to headquarters.
They are currently sitting in the cafeteria with Peter B. Parker. They’re all enjoying some burgers with Miguel’s face on them.
Peter sucked some ketchup off his fingers. “I really think these burgers were one of the greatest jokes on Migs possible.”
“Is that why he avoids the cafeteria when they’re on special?” Miles drinks a milkshake.
“Definitely. What if we played another joke? What’s something we could do?” Gwen starts building a tower with hers and Hobie’s corndog sticks.
Peter gets up to walk away. “No way! I am not going to mess with him today.” Mayday claps in his lap.
“His brother said he’s scared of horses.” Hobie twirls a corndog stick and throws it to Gwen to add to the tower.
“Think he is scared of any other animals?” Gwen says.
“Why are we trying to scare him? I think he is un-scare-able. But we should just do something silly, not mean.” Pavitr is too nice for something too mean.
“I agree with Pav. Don’t be mean to the big guy.” Peter has gotten another burger and is still standing by. Mayday sucks on her fingers then claps more.
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Gwen comes back with a list of possible pranks on Miguel. She gives it to Peter. Nobody knows Miguel like Peter. If anything is too crazy or mean for Pavitr’s standards, Peter will know.
“Wait you want to put a what in Miguel’s lab?” Peter holds the list and snickers. Mayday is crawling around on the ceiling above him. Pav and Miles scramble to catch her if she begins to fall. She thinks it’s a game. Hobie is off to the side waiting on Peter’s answer. “Look, I am all for that one. I have no clue how he’d react. Worst case scenario, we end up with fresh dinner.
“Yes!” Gwen punches the air in victory. “Get him out of his office and we will have it done.”
“I hate that I let you kids drag me into this. Come here, May!” Mayday drops down from the ceiling into Peter’s arms.
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An hour later, Peter is entering Miguel’s lab. He waves to Lyla from behind Miguel.
“Hey, Miguel! Anything new?”
“Peter.” Miguel doesn’t turn around yet. He is busy with work, but he always is so Peter doesn’t care too much.
“Okay. I will try that again. Lyla, anything new?”
“Hello, Peter! And ‘wittle Mayday!” Lyla hovered around Mayday. Mayday giggled. “He is recounting anomalies. For the fifth time today, I do believe.”
“The numbers shouldn’t have changed that much? C’mon Miguel. Take a break.”
“Why would I do that?” Miguel finally turned away from his monitors. He leaned on his desk.
“Why not?” Peter smiled.
Mayday clapped and reached for Miguel. He did have some sort of a soft spot for her, even if he refused to admit it. Miguel took Mayday from Peter and then started walking to cafeteria while she giggled.
Peter shot a web to hit the lock on Miguel’s office so that it would stay unlocked, and the spider-teens could sneak in.
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“We are definitely not supposed to be in here.” Pavitr tiptoed around scared to touch anything. Meanwhile, Hobie was snatching things left and right.
“He prolly won’t even notice.” Hobie shrugged. Pavitr tried to put things back that Hobie was stealing.
Meanwhile, Miles was the one chosen to carry what they were about to leave in Miguel’s office. “It’s pecking me! Why am I the one carrying it?”
Mile’s set down the cage that had a chicken in it. They open the cage. The chicken pecks at Miles several more times before going to land on Miguel’s desk.
“Perfecto!” Gwen took pictures of the chicken sitting in Miguel’s chair.
From down the hall they heard Peter speaking very intentionally loud. “Miguel, buddy I promise you, you gotta quit stressing otherwise you are going to look older than THIRTY FIVE.” Mayday could also be heard squealing.
The spider-teens quickly hid away.
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Miguel was in a mood. While he took a break, some watches malfunctioned. A few spider-people were thrown into new dimensions. He growled as he walked back in avoiding all of Peter’s conversation.
He used his webs to pull himself up to his workstation. He was screaming orders at Lyla and Peter. Mayday was trying to squirm out of Peter’s grasp. She had seen the chicken sneaking around.
Peter and Lyla stood in front of Miguel. His lack of spider senses was showing through the chicken was now on his desk behind him. Lyla snapped a picture of the chicken sitting behind Miguel.
Miguel groaned. Then he turned around and was face to face with the chicken. He grabbed it with both hands and made eye contact. He was almost going to throw it. Only almost.
He put the chicken back down gently. The chicken stayed frozen in place. Peter and Lyla had snapped videos and pictures of the entire experience.
“I lost my temper. Again. Sorry.” Miguel ran his fingers through his hair.
Peter and Mayday took their leave to go and show the spider-teens the results of Miguel and the chicken. Miguel went back to work. The chicken was still sitting on the desk.
“I’ll call someone to come get the chicken.” Lyle begins searching for someone to collect the chicken.
“Leave it here for now. She isn’t bothering me. Besides, she is probably stressed right now. Don’t want to stress her more.” Miguel smiled at the chicken. He pet the chicken. The chicken squawked and laid an egg on Miguel’s desk. It then flapped away screaming.
Lyla died of laughter in the air while Miguel held up the egg with a smirk.