Ultimate Spider-BloatAs the city streets glowed under the bright lights of New York City. Spider-Man could hear the cheers and jeers he often did as he swung through. Tonight though wasn't so much the usual routine of swinging around aimlessly until trouble showed up. Tonight he had gotten a text message about a friend wanting to meet him in a hidden area. So traveling to the rooftop in question. Spider-Man skidded to a stop glancing back down at his text. "Man if this is another set-up I should just get a new phone number…" Spider-Man stated to himself.Ultimate Spider-Bloat1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're late..." Danny Rand, aka Iron Fist walked out of the shadows. Dressed in his green and yellow attire. The mask covering the top of his head. "Sorry about the text, Luke wouldn't let me use a voice call. Something about it costing more."
"Hey I'll have you know I'm a very busy man. Lots of…" At that moment Spider-Man couldn't really think of what he had going that night. Besides another quiet night at the house doing