genessia | text: locked from jack kelly.

So, say you had a bet with a good friend. You bet him money that bringing a girl flowers and her favorite food completely at random would get him a date with said girl. Say he countered by saying no it wouldn't, and the wager was a small amount of money. Say you won the bet and now your friend and this girl are happily living together and all that fun.

Clearly, this means your friend owes you money, which he pays.

But, for the sake of this scenario, say you had a really good inside source. Another awesome friend of yours whose instincts about people and situations are never wrong and practically border on precognitive/premonitions.

Is it fair to keep the money?

Me, personally? I don't think it is. In fact, I'm almost uncomfortable keeping it, so now I keep trying to return it, but my friend insists I won and keeps trying to give the money back.

In case you can't tell, I'm asking for a friend, and that friend is me.

Currently, I'm in possession of that money and I could use some help getting it back to my friend. I can't bring it to him personally, he'd see that coming a mile away and I'd never get away with it. But, if I had someone drop it off for me somehow or get it to him in some way, it's less likely he'll know what was going on until it was too late and he discovered the money.

Essentially; this whole TLDR to ask someone to help with a prank that's been going on for months.

Thanks in advance!

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Maybe...but, there's an issue. The money isn't from this universe. It isn't even from mine. I don't know the conversion rates.

Wait, wait-

[Eddie scrunches his eyes closed and waves a hand as if to stave off any further comments until he has processed what he's just heard. Eddie opens his eyes and gives an incredulous look.]

He gave you some useless money and you're worried about how to repay him? No, that's shit. That's a shit deal.

[In his head, Venom is agreeing.]

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It's money that works in another universe, on another planet.

[ Hang on, he'll do better explaining things once he lets his brain detach from the idea of this ongoing prank and onto telling the whole story. That being said, all of this will come out rapid-fire, as is Peter Parker's way when he's really excited about something. ]

My best friend Jack Kelly is a Newsie from the late 1800's. New York. I'm from New York, too. Queens, specifically. But I'm from a significantly later date. Jack Kelly is long-dead. We met on another planet that people can just randomly show up on from any time period and any universe. Or they're recruited by this guy named Eli, who's okay? But kinda shady. That's not important.

What matters is the bet and the whole money prank started on that planet, in that universe.

[ He's really hoping this makes sense so far. ]

That place was called New Dodge. I left there, kind of at random, and went home for about a year. Came back for a bit, left again and was on my home world for a few hours and then woke up in that pod thing a month or so back with New Dodge money in my pocket. The money is, essentially, useless. At this point, getting the money back to Jack is just a matter of keeping a running tradition going. We can't spend it. It's just two best friends being, in his girlfriends words, a couple of silly morons.

[ Somewhere in Queens, Aunt May is sighing in dismay because Peter has said a million words by now, but not one touch of introduction has occurred. ]

I'm Peter, by the way. Hi.

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[Eddie is nodding slowly, eyebrows as high on his forehead as they can possibly go, trying to follow along. A few months ago he wouldn't have been able to but, the proof is in the pudding-

pudding, what flavor?

and he-

we!

they are here in this place beyond all reason. This being the case, Peter's story makes some kind of sick sense.]

Okay.

Here's what you do. Get one of these wizarding types around here to make the money look like something else and then when it's in his possession, it turns back to normal.

I'm Eddie.

Nice to meet you, Eddie.

[ Peter listens to the guys idea as he tosses the strange coin back and forth in his hands, not watching it but still catching it just the same, even flipping it high into the air and grabbing it without so much as a glance. And then at Eddie's suggestion, he stops and just starts laughing. ]

Oh, my God. That's pretty amazing. That's definitely going to have to happen. Thanks for that, man. I appreciate the help.

[Every once in awhile he has a good idea. And yes, it usually involves some kind of bullshit, like tricking people. He gives the kid a brief lop-sided smile in appreciation for his plan being accepted.]

Hey, any time.

You a juggler or something? That's some impressive coordination you've got.

No. Just...really coordinated.

[ That's his story and he's sticking to it. Hopefully for a while. ]

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