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Her mother had always made pie making look so easy. Amy DeLuca's pie were the best in Roswell and a selling point in Liz's parents' cafe. Maria decided to try and make some of her mother's famous Keylime pie to stave off the homesickness she was starting to feel. So far her attempts were poor.

"Third time's the charm, right?" She said as she slide a pie slice over to Brad. He had volunteered to help her taste-test and hadn't died from her two previous attempts. "I promise I put less salt in this one."

Brad nodded and dug in. He chewed thoughtfully. He then smiled.

"This isn't half bad," He said. "It tastes like Keylime this time for sure."

Maria took a bite of her own and pumped her arm.

"Yes!" She said. "Not quite as good as my mom's, but it's edible."

"I'll take this one to go," He said, lifting the plate with a nod.

Maria nodded back and watched as Brad walked over to the table he had previously been occupying. There was a series of psychology books strewn about. They all seemed focused on depression or other behavioral illnesses.

Maria took another bite of hers and looked over her hand-written recipe as she tried to decide what to change to make it more like mom's.

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"I think just about every other teenager here has some sort of drama," he says. Maybe not alien drama, but there were definitely other types that Peter was grateful he didn't have to deal with.

Peter briefly glances over at Brad, then takes another bite of his pie. "I think everyone here has had some weirdness in their life. Maybe it's a prerequisite for turning up here."

"So... what you're saying is that, like, this isn't really all random at all and someone keeps taking in people with baggage," She said. "Cool. That's totally not a creepy theory at all."

She sighed and stood back up from where she was leaning.

"If there is someone, I wish we could petition them for certain people," She continued. "Although Michael would probably go nuts here and annoy everyone else."

"Is that who you want most here?" he asks. Now that he thinks about it, almost everyone he needs here is here, except for May. It'd be great to have MJ here, too, but May was really the only person he needed.

Maria thought about it. My mom or Michael? She finally decided on a nod.

"I'd say my mom, but she'd freak out about this place and probably have an aneurysm." She replied. "But Michael, being an alien himself, is used to a lot of weird already, you know? Though I'm not sure he'd make a lot of friends. He's kind of like your friend Alec."

Equally as hot, too

"Yeah, I'm not sure how May'd react," Peter says. "I mean, I guess she's kinda had to get used to weird now that she knows I'm Spider-Man, you know?" But was she ready for this level of weird? Peter's not sure. She'd just be happy that Peter was there and was safe and sound. That much he's sure of.

"You know, it's still sort of hard to believe you're a superhero." She said. "I mean, not that you're a superhero, but that superheroes are even a thing."

Though of course Liz went from an alien boyfriend to a superhero one. Kyle would have a field day if he were here

"Hey, speaking of which, why do I get to see you in your outfit?" Maria asked. "Or is that reserved for damsels in distress?"

"I can't put it on if you want," Peter says, finishing off the last bite of pie. "I don't really wear it much anymore because there's not really a need for it." Not when everyone knows and there's no bad guys to fight.

It seemed a little strange to Maria to ask Peter to put on a costume for her.

"Thanks, " she said " but you don't have to on my account."

Maria smiled suddenly.

"Is it true Liz has worn it?" She asked with amusement.

"Yeah," Peter says, suddenly embarrassed. "She's the only person other than me that's worn the whole thing."

She could tell he was embarrassed, but he was adorable when he was embarrassed and she smiled.

"Relax." Maria said. "That's cute. Like a little thing only the two of you've shared. Kind of romantic in a super nerdy way."

"Yeah, I guess so." Peter smiles, half-embarrassed, half-genuinely happy at Maria's observation. "Hopefully she won't ever have to wear it again."

Peter takes another bite of pie. "The first time Liz and I kissed, I was wearing the suit, too."

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