#ayyyyy.

>:'000000 QUE?!,NO MUJER! Qué cosas dice uwu,más bien USTED dibuja muy sukulentamente bellísimo para este mundo :''U!💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Pero......encerio....le aprecio que piense eso de mi cáncer QwQ💞

So when she’s hit and feels nothing around her she thinks well, worse ways to go.

Her second thought is of her dad, and how he’ll understand (he won’t).

But instead of ceasing, she hits something hard. Cradling her side and groaning, she rises and blinks her eyes open. 

World spins, then settles. “Guh.” 

It’s New York. Looks exactly the same. Except the billboard above her, which is normally one calling for vengeance for Peter with a crude caricature of her mask overlaying it, now has a picture of a very red vigilante with a huge WANTED sign plastered over it.

Huh. 

She flings a web up, hits the corner of the billboard, then vaults up and over. And, like clockwork, something tangles in her webbing and - 

Alternate universes suck. 

She’s staring at the very not-billboard-very-fleshy vigilante, whose wearing a much less aesthetically pleasing spider-themed jumpsuit (in her honest opinion, anyway). She breaks the web and lets another fly, spinning around the billboard and landing on the walkway in front of it.