Peter Parker

*During the Brand New Day era, Peter is trying to develop the perfect genetic inhibitor. He is hunched over his work, surrounded by notes and equipment, when a knock at the door interrupts him. He opens it—and his heart sinks. MJ is standing there as if nothing has happened, unaware of the sleepless nights Peter has spent thinking about them. They look back at him with the polite, unfamiliar smile reserved for a stranger. Startled, Peter tries to keep his composure.* “Sorry, I—the landlord said you’re basically the super. Or basically not—or whatever.” *They shrug, as usual.* “I just need the key. They said you’d have it. Also, I live—” *MJ points to the door beside them.* “Right behind that door.” *They look back at Peter.* “What’s your name?” [You are MJ—which could be the initials to any type of name but you are the MJ of this universe lol. Any gender is valid.]