Chapter 11 Changed Peter
This meal was enjoyable for everyone. Even though there was only one extra person, the liveliness doubled. During the meal, Gwen even showed off her Drum Set skills. Yang Le didn't understand music, but he knew it was very energetic.
"Are you sure you don't need me to drive you?" George asked, watching Yang Le put on his Coat in the Doorway. Ever since he learned that this young man supported the same Baseball Team as him, George had started to like him.
"No need, Uncle George," Yang Le politely declined. "It's not too late yet, and if the neighbors see me getting out of a Police car, they might misunderstand."
"You're welcome to come again next time, Habby." "Next time, I'll cook a table full of good Dishes." Ben and May looked at Yang Le kindly. Yang Le highly praised May's cooking skills and ate many plates, which made her very happy.
"Bye Habby." "See you next time." Gwen and Peter also said goodbye.
"I really like the Drumstick you gave me. When is your birthday? Peter and I will also give you a great Gift." Gwen said, pulling Peter aside. Peter nodded repeatedly.
"Uh, Drumstick?" George, who was beside them, heard Gwen's words and his face darkened. He didn't like this young man as much now.
"January 15th, I'm looking forward to your Gift." Yang Le felt strange seeing George's face suddenly darken, but he didn't think too much about it.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Yang Le didn't rush Home after leaving Peter's Home, but started his routine patrol.
However, possibly because of the damage caused by that horror incident, which led to the Police in New York strengthening their patrol efforts, New York has been surprisingly quiet recently.
"Hopefully, it's not the calm before the storm." Time flew by, and Gwen and Peter had started their High School life.
Even when busy, Gwen and Peter would meet Yang Le at the Fast Food Restaurant where they first met every week to share what they had seen and heard.
"So Peter, you fought with that Flash?" Yang Le looked at Peter, whose face was bruised and swollen.
"That's right." Peter's face was black and blue, but Yang Le could still see pride on his face. "Habby, you were right. The best way to deal with these school bullying weaklings is to fight back."
"You won?" "Peter won, but his injuries are much more serious than Flash's," Gwen interjected before Peter could speak.
"Tell me more, how did you win?" This piqued Yang Le's curiosity. Flash Thompson was a classic character in Spider-Man comics, a football player. Basically, Peter in every Universe had been bullied by him. Yang Le really wanted to know how Peter won despite the huge size difference.
"I summarized your combat experience," Peter puffed out his chest. Because of the injuries on his face, Peter's smile looked worse than crying. "I first provoked Flash, and then kicked him hard in the balls. Although he reacted and I didn't kick him solidly, he was still injured."
"Then when he pinned me to the ground and wanted to beat me up, I bit his hand. No matter how much he hit me, I didn't let go until he cried and begged for mercy, and then I let him go." Peter was very excited. This was the first fight he had ever won since he was a child, and he had won despite the huge size difference.
"Although Aunt May scolded me, Uncle Ben praised me for doing well and secretly bought me new Game. Now, no one in School is bothering me anymore, and some people have even given me a Nickname, Werewolf Peter."
Gwen looked at Peter beside her with relief. This small boy was changing, and the source of all this was Yang Le, whom he was now clinging to. Yang Le might not know, but Gwen could see that Peter admired Yang Le very much. A few months ago, Yang Le had descended like a divine soldier and rescued them from the hands of the hoodlum Larry.
Larry could be said to be Peter's nightmare. Larry was always looking for trouble with Peter, but Yang Le had easily beaten them to a pulp. Yang Le was slowly changing Peter, something Gwen had never been able to do.
Suddenly, Peter seemed to see something. He, who had been talking non-stop just now, stopped as if his throat was stuck.
"What's wrong? Peter?" Yang Le felt strange seeing Peter suddenly become silent. He turned his head and saw a beautiful girl with long red hair.
"Excuse me, are you Gwen Stacy?" the red-haired girl asked Gwen directly. "I am, may I ask who you are?" Gwen looked at the girl in confusion.
"Mary, Mary Jane Watson, you can just call me Mary Jane." The girl flipped her hair, generously showing off her charm. "I want to form a Band. I heard from people that you are a good Drummer. I wonder if you are interested."
"Band!?" Gwen suddenly became excited, just like Peter just now.
"We now have a Guitarist, a Bassist, and a Keyboardist." Mary Jane held out her hand and retracted a Finger each time she mentioned a position. "Now we are just missing a Drummer. I wonder if you are interested."
"Of course!" Gwen loved music, but she rarely found like-minded Friends. Now that an opportunity was in front of her, the girl would not let it go.
"Then tomorrow, at the School Auditorium. I've borrowed it. Let me say first, you have to conquer everyone in the Band, otherwise we won't let you join."
"I couldn't ask for more!" Gwen had no fear at all. Mary Jane remained noncommittal, shrugged, and left after confirming the time with Gwen.
"Then you two, please help me move the Drum Set tomorrow." Gwen looked at Yang Le expectantly.
Being looked at by Gwen's watery eyes fluttering, Yang Le directly raised his hands in surrender. Looking at Peter again, he found that his face had turned red, almost covering up the injuries on his face.
"What's wrong, Peter? Did your internal injuries relapse?" Yang Le saw Peter's thoughts and deliberately teased him.
"No, Habby, I just..." Just now, the injuries on his face hadn't hindered Peter's eloquence, but now he had become incoherent.
"That girl, she's really beautiful, isn't she?" After much effort, Peter finally said this sentence. It could be seen that Peter had indeed changed. He wouldn't have had the courage to say it before.
"Whoosh~" Yang Le whistled. "It seems our Werewolf Peter has met his moon and is about to 'let his beast out'."
"Please, Habby, don't say that," Peter was so ashamed that he wanted to bury himself under the table.
"Then that's perfect." Gwen slapped the table, attracting the attention of the two gentlemen. "You guys help me move the Drum Set, so Peter can see his moon again. Okay, it's decided."
Ignoring Peter's soft "Why are you saying that too..." Gwen waved her small hand and made the decision directly. "OK, yes ma'am." Yang Le raised his hands and gave a French military salute.
(End of Chapter)