[for Mary Jane and Jessica] A New Fantastic Point of View

[daretodo]

It's strange to think that Mary Jane's never really known my life as Spider-Man. Oh, I've told her stories, and she has some sense of what it's like, with Norman last year -- and even, to some extent, with the Spider-Man from her universe -- but I'd be doing myself a disfavor by saying life here and now resembles anything from my life there and

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[getemtiger]

When Peter had told her that he wanted to take her to space, Mary Jane had believed him, of course, given that he had spent most of the evening on the station Tony had found, but there remained something surreal about the prospect all the same. Probably it was just because it wasn't something she would ever have even imagined herself doing, especially not here, but whatever the reason, there was a thrill she couldn't shake as she walked, eyes closed, in the direction Peter led her. The fact that it was space meant that she was pretty sure she had a good idea of what to expect, but that didn't make a difference. It was space, and more importantly, he had been the one to bring her up here.

Hands resting over his arms at her waist, she had her eyes shut tight, the corners of her mouth already, pulled up in a smile, fueled mostly by anticipation when he began counting. Three, he said, and she looked. More accurately, she stared, eyes immediately going wide, a breath catching in her throat. Space was space, but this, being a part of it,

[daretodo]

Her reaction's just about everything I could've hoped for, and her enthusiasm only feeds my own, a sense of giddiness bubbling up from my chest until, yes, the only suitable response I can think of is bursting out into an old Disney song.

"I can show you the world," I sing, both loudly and a little off-key, completely shameless as I stretch out one arm to wave it in a sweeping motion in front of us both, dislodging her hand in the process. It's great, being able to share something like this -- it's just not the same, telling her after the fact. Biting back a laugh, I press a quick kiss to her cheek. "Admit it. My life? Occasionally awesome."

[getemtiger]

"Very awesome," Mary Jane agreed, still grinning, and unable to fully turn away from the window in front of them, nothing short of awestruck. Somewhere, deep down, there was a part of her that wished it didn't take the discovery of a space station to make him this happy, but in the moment, that was more than easily ignored, the benefits of being up here outweighing everything else. A moment passed, and her nose wrinkled, as she asked with a short laugh, "Did you just sing Aladdin at me?"

[daretodo]

"Tell me, Princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?" I sing in reply, which is an answer in and of itself, though I nod, anyway.

"It seemed appropriate," I add, normally. "I am, in fact, showing you a whole new world. Not to mention the part where I bear a striking number of similarities to a certain street rat, if you really stop to think about it."

It's a thought that only occurs to me in the moment, a babbling tangent at best, but I'm excited, and in the absence of being able to do a bunch of back flips -- I try to keep my showing off to situations where someone won't see me -- I'll settle for talking a mile minute.

"Maybe I should get a monkey, whaddaya think?"