Spider-Woman

“I wanted to be able to by stuff while I’m in the city.  Came here before my mom got here, so I had to be able to provide for myself. Apparently, the city provides a little allowance for children, but I hate living off of other people charity. I mean, I can’t do much at my job, but I can do at least something.” Frisk gave her a forced smile, but of course they couldn’t reassure her. A lot of people worried when they saw a child along, though most ignored them.

The little human sighed. So, she was coming with them. Well, if she was, they might as well be nice about it. They didn’t want to burden her more than they already did. “Well, I guess that’s okay. I just need to pick up one or two sweater. Thank you for the help, though, Miss Gwen. That’s a nice name, by the way.”

She let out a little sigh. “That’s...” a low whistle came from her lips, “Impressive to say the least. Not many people can survive on their own but you got that down packed. Props to you, Frisk. That’s amazing.” Gwen was beyond impressed by the child’s ability to sustain themselves in this crazy city. 

Gwen took the other’s had willingly. She didn’t mind at all. It wasn’t like the child was a creep or pure evil. Nah, she had mad respect for someone who had a good head on their shoulders. “Gwen is just fine, Frisk. It makes me feel old when people call me Miss, heh.” As she held the child’s hand, Gwen couldn’t help but realize just how small the other was. If Gwen had a younger sibling, she imagined that this is what it would be. 

Okay Gwen, don’t mess this up. Don’t mess this up. @#$ this person is coming in fast. 

The impact was more than she expect. Gwen didn’t have the strength anymore, that was gone thanks to the scientists. I’m definitely going to feel that tomorrow. With a grunt, the girl stumbled a bit before taking a kneel.

Her hands dropped and she gave a slightly annoyed glance.  This kid is such a punk. The way he walks and talks just screams it.

“Ever thought of the fact that people tend to mind their own business?” Gwen took in the get up the other was wearing. Super hero? No way, he’s just a kid? Maybe a wannabe? Oh man, what if he’s better than me? That would be major embarrassing. 

“Huh? Mu~sic?”

     Repeating the word with in a singsongy tone, the man struck a thoughtful expression. “Oi, like, a shop with those CDs and music players? Yeah?”

It was nice to know that the man was trying. Even if he came across a bit odd in Gwen’s eyes.

“Yeah! Now you’re getting it. CD’s, vinyls, y’kno the works. I’m looking to get some drums.” Gwen couldn’t help but give an amused smile. The other’s excitement and enthusiasm was endearing. 

“You really don’t have to, miss. I just need directions to the store and I can get it myself. I have the money. I mean, I have a job and everything. I can take care of it. Oh, but not that I don’t appreciate the offer.” Frisk waved their hands worriedly. It was clear they would like the company, but worried she was going to get annoyed with them.

“A job at your age? Isn’t there like, child-labor laws here?” Gwen was trying to be funny, but her concern came through instead. Was this kid living on their own? Was their living situation so bad that they had to get a job? Suddenly, all these questions popped up in the girl’s mind, and now she just wanted to make sure the other had everything they ever needed.

“And no, I’m not gonna let you go by yourself. I swear I’m trying not to be some creep, I just can’t see a kid as young as yourself out and about. Even if you act like a grown up.” There was a reassuring smile at the end of that sentence. The other acted so sweetly and spoke in such a mature manner, Gwen couldn’t believe that children like that actually existed! Well, she knew they didn’t in New York. 

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       Wooden staff made contact with one of their arms, knocking him back for a moment before the other girl arrived. Wow. She really needed to get used to other vigilantes showing up. It was still a shock to her so she paused, staring at her for a minute before going back to the fight as she decked a guy. Awesome! Girls who could handle themselves and have a great looking costume were a'okay in her book.

       The redhead spun around, kicking back another thug then smirked at the other’s dialogue. Okay, anyone who could quip and fight was great. Another swing of her staff and down went another bad guy.

       “I know this is the perfect time to start up a conversation and all. So, hey! I’m Batgirl. I’ve never seen you before so I can only assume—Hold on—“ A gloved hand reached out to punch one of the thugs before she cast out a line of rope to trip him up, tying him up in it then looking back up at the other vigilante. “I can only assume you’re from a different world or from some city I’m not familiar with. Do you always meet girls this way?”

Gwen paused, looking at the other. Not only could she handle her men but she could do it while keeping a conversation. Gwen was impressed, now that’s a superhero. Her suit was pretty cool too. It was dark and ominous compared to Gwen’s white hood. She did have a lot of courage to keep her hair down.Wouldn’t that be a risk with someone pulling it? Then again, every superhero has their risks. 

❝Ahuhuhu~ If you want, I could tell all my spider friends that you’re also a spider fanatic! You’ll never get lost that way!❞

As a monster with a not very good sense of direction, Muffet feels her sympathies in full swing. Heh, swing. Of course it helps that she’s talking to a fan of spiders! If she’s to be stuck here, it would be for the best if it is with other spider fanatics!

“Okay, I can’t really talk to spiders but that would be....nice?” she almost said crazy, only because she never had insects help her out before. 

@radioactivegwen

Shion found out pretty quickly that causing trouble wasn’t fun and was rather childish when not involving a certain blond. Though considering how busy he was at the station and not setting foot in any troublesome sectors had to deal with that as well. Although with the passing seasons, its become a lot more trouble trying to fly in cold that seeped into your clothing and soaked your skin.

It reminded him of days that he would rather forget, although he was doing it right now.

“Why did I agree to this in the first place? Its too cold to be flying around without full protection on a broom like this.” Though that could just be a testament to Shion’s weakness to the cold and his hat traded in for the fur-lined jacket. It was making it really hard to concentrate on his magic, his hands keeping its grip tightly- the wind flying everywhere.

Then, without realizing it, twenty minutes had passed and with it, his ability to use Soar Magic- making him fall out of the sky.

No literally! Something was up! Barely missing the blonde, the broom fell with a loud clack on the pavement.

“What that !@#$” Gwen looked up to see a body falling at alarming speeds. “oh !@#$!!!” her hands shot out instinctively, as if webs were to magically appear. @#$!, #$%^@, @$%@, they took my webshooters! Okay think fast Gwen, think ---”

“Oh, I’m okay miss, really, I am. I know it must look like I hurt myself, but I actually only damaged my sweater.” They moved their hands away from the tear to reveal they were fine. They actually did have a mark under their undershirt, but they wouldn’t tell her that. They could handle pain, pain was something that they knew.

Gwen didn’t pry or push the kid, she very well knew the feeling of being pressured to speak. She did feel the need to help the child out though. At least make sure they have a new sweater. “I do know of a small shop, kid. If you want, I can take you there. I’ll even get you the sweater myself.”

“M-meep!”

Of course they would do this. Of all the sweaters they had to be wearing while they were out, it had to be their best one. And of course this one had to tear. At this time of year, it was really their only one that kept their warm. All of the others were too thin and their clothes didn’t include a winter coat at the moment. This was why you had to be careful when getting off the bus, Frisk

They gripped at the side of their sweater, holding it closed. They wore a t-shirt under it, of course, but it was still extremely cold out here. And embarrassing… They flushed. They’d had to replace this, but they doubted they could today. Their hands were kind of occupied and they didn’t think that they would really be able to find anything good.

“Just great…”

Gwen noticed the small child holding her side. Obviously, this concerned her. It looked like she was alone too. Where the hell are their parents. It took a few moments of inner struggle to decide exactly what to do. Gwen wasn’t the best with kids, and honestly, she would probably be the worst at helping but it seemed like no one else was going to stop.

“Hey.” she crouched down to be eye level with the other. At least she knew how to try and not look menacing. The bad guys do enough of that. “Are you okay?”