Day 2 Part 3/Day 3 Part 1

Peter pressed the elevator button, sending them up to his room.

On the way up, it paused at Emma's and Natasha's floor, and Emma joined them.

Peter was speechless as he observed her in her white teddy lingerie.

"Pulling out all the stops, huh?" Natasha said dismissively.

"Like you're not wearing lingerie underneath that dress," Emma shot back. "Peter, why are you trying so hard to not let me hear your thoughts?"

"Let's just sit down, and I can explain, please," Peter said as the elevator doors opened.

Once they all took a seat, Peter cleared his throat. "Look, I don't think this is necessary."

"I just said that," Natasha said. "I already have the necessary Dollars from finishing my Patrol."

"No, that's not what I meant," Peter said. "This infighting, it isn't necessary."

"Peter, be serious," Emma said. "She won't back down."

"That's the thing!" Peter exclaimed. "Both of you are adamant on working against each other, but we're all on the same team here!"

"She doesn't believe that," Emma said.

"She didn't," Peter insisted. "We don't need to lose ourselves winning this, we just have to trust each other."

"I trust you, Peter," Emma said. "But you're not the one who could sabotage me, she is."

"If it helps, my anger against you isn't caused by the Transformation," Natasha said. "I'm just angry you changed me without my consent."

Emma didn't have a rebuttal to that.

"I've been saying this, and I'll say it again," Peter said. "We don't need to fight."

"You're saying that, but you don't know what she did," Natasha said. "You never had to deal with her being empowered by the Phoenix ****."

"The what?" Peter said, then he shook his head. "Look, what happened in our universes don't matter. The only thing that matters is getting out."

"The fuck it doesn't!" Natasha exclaimed. "I don't know about this Emma, but my world's Emma nearly destroyed Earth, and she worked with Hydra!"

"But this Emma didn't!" Peter exclaimed, then he saw Emma's guilty expression.

"It was for the good of mutantkind," Emma said defensively.

Natasha snorted. "Working with Hydra to save mutantkind is another level of lows."

"I know the SHIELD honeypot isn't lecturing me on morality," Emma shot back.

"Can both of you fucking wake up!" Peter exclaimed. "Yes, we're all shitty people! I nearly destroyed my universe, you nearly destroyed your Earth, you used to be a Soviet spy, who the fuck cares!? Not Mephisto, not Anansi, only you two! And I need you to realize that the two of you are some of the smartest people here, and we need smarts to make sure we're not a demon's toys, and to do that we need to work together! We don't need to fuck with our brains to make that happen!"

"I think we do," Emma and Natasha said.

"Wonderful," Peter said. "The first fucking time you two agree is when it's about messing with your minds."

There was a moment of silence, then Peter stood up.

"Look, I don't have the mental capacity to do... Anything with either of you," Peter said. "It's too late for either of you to go back to your room, so let's just call it a night. If you guys want to buy it tomorrow, buy it. It still won't change anything."

Peter, this isn't - Emma began.

Can it, Emma, Peter thought back. You know I won't change my mind.

A few minutes later, Peter was fast asleep in the bed, and the two women were still in their seats.

"He's not wrong," Emma said. "We all know he isn't right either."

Natasha nodded. "If I buy the Transformation for both of us tomorrow, do you agree to working with me in the long run? We need Peter to win this, or we're Mephisto's slaves."

"I'll work with you," Emma said, standing up. "Just don't expect me to like you."

"Oh, I don't," Natasha said.

---

In their dimension, Anansi chuckled at Mephisto.

"You're not so confident in your own Contestants now, are you, Mephistopheles?" Anansi said. "First, Olivia has an awakening with her Transformation, and now Emma seems to be doing well."

"Don't be so sure of your success," Mephisto growled. "I doubt either of those two will have any headway."

"We shall see," Anansi said.

---

The next day, Peter awoke to two beautiful women in his bed with him.

After coming to his senses, he sighed deeply, then he got out of the bed, careful not to awaken the two women on either side of him.

He failed spectacularly.

Emma yawned deeply as she woke up. "Peter?"

"Sorry for waking you up," Peter said quietly. "Miss Romanoff is still aslee-"

"I was awake before you," Natasha said bemusedly. "I felt your dick between my cheeks, I think we're way past using last names."

Peter blushed.

"Ignoring Natasha's lack of shame, I'd like to tell you what she and I agreed upon after you fell asleep," Emma said. "We're both going to get the Transformation today, and beyond that we'll see where everything goes."

Peter stared at them for a few moments. What aren't you saying...

In her sleepiness, Emma accidentally let her thoughts leak. We're also going to work together on deciding who goes further.

Peter looked at them disappointedly. "Of course you are. Why can't you two be good for a change?"

"Sure, we can make sure May survives this round," Emma said hotly. "But to survive beyond that, she'll need to fall in love with you, and fuck you. If you two are willing to do that, let us know."

Peter sighed. "Only way I'm ok with you guys doing that is if you let them know."

"I already mentioned it, but I'll say it clearly at breakfast, if that's what you want," Emma said.

"It is," Peter said, then he went into the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, the three of them were dressed, and they made their way to the dining floor, where everyone else was waiting for them.

"Mm, looks like you three had a fun night," Felicia said as they sat down. "Wish I was invited."

"We didn't do anything!" Peter exclaimed with a blush.

"Sure you didn't," Felicia said.

"Pardon me, Miss Hardy, but Mr. Parker is correct," Edith said. "They merely shared a bed, and no coitus occured. Moving on, I shall now inform you of the current Web Rankings."

Web Rankings, Day 3

1. Emma Frost (9 Webs)

2. Felicia Hardy (1 Web)

3. Ava Ayala (0 Webs)

4. Maybelle Parker (0 Webs)

5. Mary Jane Watson (0 Webs)

6. Olivia Octavius (0 Webs)

7. Anne Weying (0 Webs)

8. Natasha Romanoff (0 Webs)

"Miss Octavius, I'd like to remind you that your date with Mr. Parker is today, feel free to prepare however you wish," Edith said. "With my duties completed, have a good day."

Emma cleared her throat. "I believe it stands to me to announce to all of you that Natasha and I have created an alliance."

Anne whistled. "It's like that, huh?"

"Don't take it offensively," Emma said in a clinical tone. "There's one way to make it out, and that's by 8 of us winning. Frankly, Olivia, Anne, and May, the three of you barely have a chance. I'd rather we all live than none of us."

"I agree," May said. "I don't plan on winning, neither do I plan on trying to survive this Season. It's quite obviously stacked against us, and I risk us more by trying."

Peter opened his mouth, then he sighed.

"What are you all trying to say?" Ava asked.

"We're being honest," Natasha said. "First of all, I'm buying Share The Love for Emma and myself, and I'll buy more copies of it for anyone I can to ensure we're helping each other. But we need 8 of us to win, and for that to happen, we need all 8 Contestants to be people that have a chance of winning."

"They're saying to fuck some of us over in the short run to save us in the long run," Anne said. "I won't take this lying down, by the way."

"Unfortunately, we don't expect you to," Emma said. "It's the reality of the game, we can't expect you to be as pragmatic as May."

"Wait, Aunt May, you plan on losing?" Felicia asked.

May smiled faintly. "We all knew I'd be one of the first on the chopping block, let's not make a big deal about it, please."

"We can still save you," Peter said.

"This is my choice, Peter," May said firmly.

Peter didn't say anything more after that.

Once breakfast was done, Olivia tapped Peter on the shoulder.

"Shall we go on our Date now?" She asked. "I have no plans beyond a venue, so anytime shall suffice."

"Whatever you want," Peter said tiredly.

"I believe what I've planned shall help you, so now should be perfect," Olivia said, and they headed to the elevator.

Once the doors opened to the Date Floor, Peter and Olivia found themselves in a small classroom, with a pair of sandwiches sitting in a lunchbox on one of the tables.

"I wanted to see how smart you are," Olivia said. "The Spider-Man from my universe was very smart, as was the one from the memories I was given. I'd like to see your aptitude in the sciences, and I believe you would appreciate the change of pace."

"That's it?" Peter asked.

Olivia grabbed a piece of chalk and began writing an equation on the board. "I agree with Emma's calculations. Like Anne, I shall not stay idle. I believe that by scheming less and planning more, my actions shall have more weight with you. Show me the answer to this equation, would you?"

Peter observed the problem on the board. "So first, you start with the derivative..."

---

Five hours later, the two arachnid themed individuals were still poring over the board, their food forgotten. They had gone over hundreds of calculations, their intelligent minds lost in the world of science and math.

Peter's stomach grumbled.

"I do believe we both forgot that this was a date, enjoyable as it was," Olivia said, opening the lunchbox and handing one of the sandwiches to Peter.

"Thanks," Peter said as he sat down. "For all of this."

"I always did respect you," Olivia said. "Before, my respect was equal to my hate for you. Now, with the memories of the other version of me who hijacked your body, I believe it is safe to say my respect outweighs my dislike."

"Why don't you like me?" Peter asked. "I mean, I never had a version of you in my world, so I don't know what you had against Spider-Man."

"I was fucked over by my boss, and that made me have my old tentacle-like arms," Olivia said. "I tried to kill her, and you came to her defense, time and time again. After you caught me the first time, my life turned even worse than it already was, and I had to turn to a life of crime to live. In the end, you were just someone between me and my sustenance."

"Can't blame you for that," Peter said. "Can I ask you something seriously?"

"You just did," Olivia said.

Peter rolled his eyes. "If you were given the opportunity, would you go straight?"

Olivia sighed. "I find myself asking that constantly, especially since my Transformation. The truth is, I don't think the universe wants me to. When Otto Octavius-616 hijacked his Peter's body, he turned good. He created a company, kept New York safe, all that. Then he left your body, and continued to do that, until Mephisto came in his life. To save the love of his life, Otto had to sacrifice his positive development. So I'm not sure if it's even possible."

Peter sighed. "It always go backs to Mephisto, doesn't it?"

"Maybe," Olivia shrugged. "This time might be different, with our own god in our corner."

"I think he's more of his own corner," Peter said.

"I think it's the same thing," Olivia said. "I think you'll find that his side and Emma's side are nearly identical, and that's the only way to win."

Olivia received an alert on her SWING.

1 Web earned: Push Peter Parker 1 step to accepting the reality of the Show.

"Honestly, I appreciate how sane today was compared to the first two," Peter said once he finished his sandwich. "I wish we met in a universe where you and I didn't have any powers, I'd have liked to get to know you naturally."

"We can try to do our best here," Olivia said. "You don't know me, and I don't know you."

"I think I'd love that," Peter said, spreading his hand forward. "Hi, I'm Peter Parker."

Olivia shook his hand. "Hi, I'm Olivia Octavius. Shall we?"

"We shall," Peter said with a wide smile, and Olivia received another alert on her SWING.

4 Webs Earned: Get Peter Parker to a point where he thinks he can fall in love with you.