Marvel's Spider-Man

Focus, Parker. You can do this.

- Level the ionic charge. - Increase the temperature.

Guys, I'm trying to concentrate here.

And if I mess up, I won't win

that giant Princess Strawberry Rainbow Golden Hair doll!

- Yes! I win! - Congratulations.

But if you want to win at the Stark Expo,

then you'll help us with our experiment.

Max specifically said to give our brains a rest today,

- and have fun. - But this is how we have fun.

Well, maybe we can examine a different kind of fun,

like the ringtoss game.

But the ring's circumference is smaller than the diameter

- of the bottle. It's impossible. - Is it?

- Yes. It is. - Okay. But it was fun, right?

Not as fun as unlocking the secret of V-252.

You brought our science project to the beach?

The clock is ticking. We need to spend every waking moment on it.

Sorry. The lab is closed. Come on.

And to think at Midtown High, I was the socially awkward one.

Yes! I am the strongest.

All who see me tremble, like... Parker.

Long time, no "sea." Get it?

"Sea"? 'Cause we're at the ocean?

Hey, Flash.

Yeah, I get it.

These are my friends

- from Horizon High. - What's up, nerds?

Hmm?

- Typical alpha male. - Classic power imbalancer.

Surprised he's not kicking sand in our faces.

What'd you call me? I'm not a...

- Hey! What gives? - Uh, chill out, Flash.

The weather... just took a dramatic turn.

Never heard of a sandstorm at Coney Island.

And I've never heard of a sandstorm with a face!

- Look out! - It passed right through us!

And now it's headed for the Ferris wheel!

Uh... Oops! My prize!

Peter, is that really important?

Not as important as changing into Spider-Man.

Whoo! No more funnel cake for me.

Bad enough I got sand in my shorts.

Now this seems to be going from bad to worse.

Everyone, take cover in the fun house!

Go, Spidey! Hey!

- Spidey said get to safety! - So go then.

One person's ride is another person's rescue.

Never doubt the strength of the Spidey-go-round.

Let's go! Let's go! Head for the fun house! Unh!

- The science project! - Take cover!

- Not without my project. - I'll get it.

Whoa! What was that?

Felt like my whole body just got jolted with pins and needles.

Here. Put it in this.

Here's your goo back. Now get inside.

Don't have to tell me twice.

Let's see how you do with a mouth full of webbing.

Nothing. If I can't stop it, might as well go along for a ride.

Whoa!

Spidey's having a hard time out there.

How can he fight it when it doesn't have any shape or form?

- We should help him. - He said stay by the carnival games.

Doesn't mean we can't do both. Grab some of those lava lights.

Anya, unhook the water guns.

Hey, wanna try the new parachute ride?

Fun, right? You don't have to answer.

Now get to the safety of the fun house.

What are you supposed to be?

Stand back, Spider-Man.

We used parts of the carnival games to create a coagulation gun.

Just now? Wow.

It took me a full day just to make these web shooters.

- Now watch me stop it in its tracks. - Sorry.

You must be at least this tall to fight the sand creature.

- Hey! - Don't worry. You'll get the credit.

I just want the big sandy prize.

Huh?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Uh... Whew.

Help... me...

- What did you say? - Don't worry, Spidey.

I got your back.

No!

- I did it! - Yeah, you did it, all right.

Ruined my chances of finding out what that thing was.

Couldn't sleep at all last night.

That plea for help sounded more human than sand creature.

And since we live in a world where a kid like me

can gain the powers of a spider, it's worth checking out.

Luckily, there was enough sand in my costume to grab a sufficient sample.

And since it's Sunday, I'll have the lab all to mysel...

- What are you guys doing here? - Making up the time we lost yesterday.

Great social director you turned out to be.

Don't worry about it. Just get over here

- and start logging some hours on this thing. - I will. I just...

- I just need to take care of something else first. - Whoa!

- Huh? - Look at this!

Those readings are off the charts. What did you do?

Nothing. It was just a sudden surge of activity.

Gotta check something in my lab.

- We lost it. - Let's run another full analysis.

Okay, Sandy.

Maybe if I can help you become more cohesive,

you can say more than "help me."

I need to ionize the granule particles and get them to bond.

Sure could use some help with this,

but the other are so focused on the Stark Expo entry.

Hmm?

- Hey, Pete. What's going on? - Got a sec?

Sure. I'm just, uh, fiddling with something new for the Stark Expo.

- Us too. - Yeah? How's it going over there with the, uh...

Uh, what did you call it again?

Very funny. You're not getting any secrets out of me.

Then this is gonna be a short conversation.

Actually, I've got a non-Expo-related question.

What do you know about cohesive materials?

Keemia...

Need to follow,

but still having trouble forming.

Something's missing.

Harry's a genius.

The molecular polarity reacts to the ions of an electrical charge.

Given time, I might be able to achieve cohesion.

Yo, Earth to Pete. You forget something?

The experiment! I'm so sorry, Miles.

- I lost track of time. - Well, jump to it.

If we get this baby to stabilize permanently,

Horizon High gets to add it to the periodic table.

I'm thinking we call it "Miles-Moralium."

I think "V-252" will be fine. And I'll get on it.

Later, Pete.

Hey, Aunt May. No, I won't be home for awhile.

I need to let something charge a few more hours.

Yeah. I guess I can bring it home.

A jacket? It's the middle of summer.

Sure. I can stop at the grocery store.

What do you need?

Huh? No. I'm here.

I heard something...

And you know what? I will wear that jacket.

I just got a chill.

Hey, Aunt May. As promised.

Oh, Peter, you're freezing.

- I told you to wear a jacket. - I did.

You worry too much. I'll be working in my room until dinner.

Better get down to business.

And now we wait.

Dinner's almost ready, Peter.

Hmm?

Yes! You're starting to stack.

Huh? Where do you think you're going?

Oh, no.

Aunt May?

I shouldn't have brought this home.

S-Sand creature!

Get away from her!

S-Spider creature!

No! I'm here to help!

Ma'am, I need you to vacate the premises.

Not without Peter! Peter, are you okay?

Give it to me!

I'm fine, Aunt May.

Run next door to Mrs. Watson's and call the police.

I'll head out the window.

Gotcha!

Whoa!

Is this what you want? Then come and get it!

Ignore what you're about to see.

Help me! Stop! Give it back!