Flying High While Hungover

“What???” Vulture shrieks as my web just barely has enough length to connect to the tip of her talon, and I come flying into the air with her and whip around behind her as she swerves herself between buildings.

“I never understood when New Yorkers say we have a pigeon problem… but with you I finally understand it.” I say as I start to climb myself up my web as she continues to swerve and move around, doing her best to lose me. This reminds me a lot of trying to climb the rope in gym class and failing there… just, you know, a million times more difficult but also with super powers so, I guess it evens out?

“You are such a pest!” Vulture shrieks again as she whips her other talon around and cuts the web I had attached to her. For a second my eyes grow wide as I free fall in the air, just above the Chrysler Building, the metal spear of its roof threatening to rip my suit and impale my stomach just below me… and then I get an idea.

With one hand I reach out and grab the very tip of the building and use my own momentum to spin myself around quickly a couple times, almost using the spear as a pole dance routine, before letting go and sending me even faster in the direction of Vulture. At this point she was flying more leisurely, thinking she lost me, so whenever I landed on her back it may have scared her a bit.

“Does this flight come with peanuts or pretzels? How about in flight entertainment?” I say with a quick giggle, before Toomes starts to do barrel rolls to try and throw me off of her. Luckily my stick’em powers work on the metal of her suit and I was able to hold on tight.

“I’m going to squash you!” Toomes screamed in a much more deranged tone of voice as she looks back at me, eyes wide, and a vein bulging on the top of her head.

“Never heard of that movie. Is it rated R? I don’t do rated R movies a lot. I enjoy cartoons.” I chuckle as I move my focus down to the jetpack propelling the wings and I pull off the back paneling to reveal the most absolutely atrocious wiring job I have ever seen.

“What are you doing???” Toomes screams as her face softens and her voice becomes more high pitched and fearful. “You’re gonna kill us both!” She screams as I rip out a couple pieces of wiring and machinery and toss them over my shoulder.

“Killing us both would be an effective way to cure this hangover…” I say softly as the engines begin to falter and we began to plummet down in the off skirts of the city. “But unfortunately I have an english paper due later today and, honestly? My grade is kind of relying on it so, I really can’t miss that due date.” As I say that I stand up tall, using Vulture’s wingspan as a platform, and start to send out ropes and ropes of webs against buildings and trees to guide us through structures and start to slow down our descent as we approached the ground. Toomes was still yelling and screaming at me, but I was too focused to really listen as I was focusing on trying not to die.

As we began our descent I needed to make another decision… where to land this thing. I quickly started to scan the area and saw my options were pretty limited, so with a sigh I locked in on a location. “You know, as much as I want to pull a Sally and land you in the Hudson…” I say quickly as I aim for a large metal building on the outskirts of the nearest suburb. “This will do just fine…”