166You made it to the end of the movie—well done. Now enjoy the final scene xxx
Post-Credits
"Harri, slow down!"
Harrison heard his mother calling behind him, and he glanced back over his shoulder to see her clutching her purse to her side as she ran after him.
He laughed and pushed himself harder. He was too excited to slow down, and now that he could run again, he wasn't stopping until he had to.
"Harri!"
"We're going to be late," he called back to her.
"We're really not," she huffed.
Harrison skidded to a halt when he reached the tower where Mr. Stark had told them to meet him, and he panted for breath. He was still not as fast as Tucker, the fastest kid in his class, but he was faster than his mom, and that was what had him excited.
She came to a puffing stop beside him and said, "Did Mr. Stark put rocket thrusters on your braces with your last upgrade?"
"Nope. I'm just that good."
She tousled his hair and said, "I guess you are." She checked her watch. "Well, we made it on time." She looked anxiously at the doors. "He did say to meet him outside, didn't he?"
"Yep, but he's a busy guy, inventing stuff and changing lives, so he might be late."
Harrison didn't mind. He looked at the towering buildings around him, all glass and bustling people. He never came to this part of town. And the exciting stuff wasn't stopping there. He was finally going to be filmed in his braces for Mr. Stark's people so they could start the campaign to help other kids walk. Mr. Stark said he was going to be filmed in his own gym. Harrison was actually going to see where Mr. Stark and Peter lived. He couldn't wait.
"Mr. Stark," his mom said with relief.
"I told you to call me Tony," a smooth voice replied.
Harrison turned to beam at him and then stopped as he saw something in the corner of his eye.
"Whoa…" he whispered, and then his voice rose. "Mom! Mom! Look!"
He was pointing at the red and blue figure that was swinging towards them from a white web so high Harrison had to crick his neck to see.
Spider-Man shot out another web until he was right over Harrison's head, and then he zoomed down, landing on the balls of his feet right in front of him.
"Spider-Man," he whispered.
"Spider-Man, this is Harrison," Tony said.
Spider-Man placed a hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Harrison. I've heard a lot about you. You're quite the hero, according to my friends."
Harrison was too excited at first to speak. Seeing his hero, feeling his hand on his shoulder, he had to struggle to form words. "I … uh …" And then something teased the back of his mind. "Wait! Say that again."
Spider-Man bent close and whispered in his ear, "Hey, Harri."
Harrison gasped. He knew that voice, but it couldn't be.
"Peter," he breathed.
Spider-Man straightened up and pressed a finger over his lips.
"Are you really, though?" Harrison asked, heart thrumming and smile so wide it was hurting.
Spider-Man nodded.
"Oh, wow," Harrison breathed.
"Okay, kid, come on in," Mr. Stark said. "Spider-Man's got things to do, and you and I need to have a talk about keeping secrets."
Spider-Man took a step back, raising his hand to shoot out a web, but Harrison grabbed his other hand and said. "I won't tell anyone, I swear."
Spider-Man leaned close again and said, "I know you won't. And I was right about what I said in the hospital. You are amazing and brave. You helped me when I was scared."
"You were really scared?" Harrison asked disbelievingly. "Really?"
"Really," Spider-Man said, "and you helped me."
Harrison beamed.
Spider-Man patted his hair, then shot out his web and swung away. Mr. Stark's hand fell on his shoulder. "Come on, kid, it's time to make you a star."
Harrison watched Spider-Man swinging away, moving until he became a dot, and then he followed his mother and Mr. Stark through the glass doors.
He'd just met Spider-Man, the real Spider-Man who was actually his friend Peter, and he'd helped him. He remembered that night when Peter had the twitches and how he'd looked scared some days, and he felt goosebumps creep up his arms.
This was the coolest thing that had ever happened to him, and he couldn't tell a soul the whole story. But all his friends were going to know the rest.
He couldn't wait to tell them he'd met Spider-Man. They thought his braces were cool, but this was so much better.
So… That's it. End of movie. Snarks and I had the most amazing time writing this story. It was an adventure from start to finish and spurred my love in Irondad that's led me to write a whole other world — it's called the To Be Worthy Verse if you've not read it. The first story is called With Great Power.
When I started posting this story, I told you I had a confession to make. Here it is — I had not seen Homecoming or Far From Home when I wrot this story with Snarks. All I knew about Spider-Man came from Infinity War and Endgame as well and Snarks' fanfiction. If there was anything in this story that was clearly wrong—blame me. If it felt like an educated and informed story—that's all on Snarks.
Finally, thank you all for coming on this journey with me. I have loved sharing this story with you all.
Until the next story, whatever it may be…
Clowns or Midgets xxx
