Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 123 The Adventures of Alice Stacy
"You didn't tell me in advance, aren't you afraid that I and you will miss it?"

Peter said to Gwen dressed as a little witch.

Gwen's little surprise really caught him by surprise. If he flew over instead of driving, he might miss her.

"Don't you know? Peter, I have telepathy and can sense many things. For example, I now know that you will definitely come."

Gwen waved the wand in his hand, and said to Peter with a little pride.

Peter smiled, reaching out and stroking her golden hair.

"With your current attire, be careful not to be judged as a witch."

"It's not the seventeenth century now. How could there be a trial seat? The Holy See doesn't care about anything."

Gwen said that she doesn't believe in witch trials, "and there are no real witches anymore."

"Haven't you seen a monster? Gwen."

Peter looked at the various Halloween "monsters" coming and going on the street, and said to Gwen: "Since there are monsters in this world, then witches should be normal, right?"

"Forehead……"

After Peter said this, Gwen felt a little guilty.

The bad experience of encountering Bigfoot and mummies before entered her mind again, making her feel bad.

"I... let's go in first."

Speaking without waiting for Peter's reaction, he took his hand and walked into the cafe.

The cafe is full of Halloween atmosphere, and the walls are decorated with various skeletons and ghost props.

Pumpkin lanterns are placed in the corner of the cafe, emitting a faint green light.

Some of the guests also dressed up as ghosts and ghosts, tasting coffee in a special capacity.

If it wasn't for Halloween, Gwen would even suspect that she went to some wild bar.

"Coffee latte, thank you."

Gwen ordered a latte from the waiter.

Peter, like Gwen, ordered a latte.

As soon as she sat down, she couldn't wait to ask Peter: "How is it? Have the fragments of the bloodstone been returned to that Elsa Bloodstone? What kind of person is she?"

"Hmm, I gave it back to her. As for what kind of woman she is, she should be a tough woman. At least when fighting, she is no worse than those demon hunters."

"Witcher?"

When Gwen heard Peter talking about the witcher, a big question mark appeared above his head.

"What witcher?"

"People who hunt monsters for a living are like that Ulysses Bloodstone you met."

Peter took the coffee from the waiter, and said in an unhurried tone: "Many demon hunters gathered in the manor of Mr. Bloodstone at night, and started a hunting activity to compete for the bloodstone."

"Hunting activity?"

Gwen was dubious about what Peter said, "Then... who is the witcher who won in the end?"

"Elsa Bloodstone."

Peter took a sip of coffee and continued, "She is the final winner."

"Then tell me what happened in the manor."

Gwen's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"Then you also have to tell me, what happened between you and Jessica Jones?"

Naturally, Peter would not simply tell Gwen what happened, but first asked Gwen about her experience.

"I……"

Gwen was slightly at a loss for words, and hesitated for a while before telling Peter.

"I was going to persuade Jessica to go to the hospital, and then I met her sister."

When talking about Jessica's sister, Gwen's tone was not very good, "Then her sister had a quarrel with her."

"So you stepped in?"

Peter asked her.

"No. Later, when her sister slapped her and wanted to do it again, I stopped her."

Gwen said depressedly: "I just pushed her, and she hit the counter next to her. Although I didn't mean it, I had to send her to the hospital."

"Okay, Gwen."

Peter expressed his understanding of Gwen's words, "I wouldn't be surprised if you really beat her up."

"I'm not the kind of violent girl."

Gwen said to Peter dissatisfied: "I am a lady who believes in pacifism."

"Ah."

Peter nodded, noncommittal to Gwen's words.

Spider Woman, who fights criminals on the street every day, said that she is a pacifist, and he said that he just listened to it.

"Okay, I've finished my experience, Peter, tell me about the Halloween you experienced at Bloodstone Manor."

Gwen clasped her hands together, supported her chin, and asked expectantly.

"Well, that's a long story."

Peter organized his language, "Let's start when I just entered the manor."

Peter began to tell about his experience at the blood manor on the night of Halloween.

But he didn't tell Gwen everything, but made up a werewolf identity for himself.

Since he entered the manor as a werewolf, he pretended to be a demon hunter to communicate with other colleagues.

But Mrs. Verusa discovered her identity, and she locked herself in a huge birdcage with Elsa Bloodstone.

Verusa tried in vain to use the bloodstone to make himself appear as a werewolf, hoping that after becoming a werewolf who lost his mind, he could tear Elsa who was locked together.

"and then?"

Even though she knew that Peter was talking nonsense, Gwen still listened with gusto. After Peter stopped, she couldn't wait to ask.

"The later ones are R-rated bloody movies, which are not suitable for minors to watch. In short, you know that after the werewolf transforms, he directly kills in the castle."

Peter put down his coffee cup and said to her.

"Hmm, interesting story, I didn't find it, Peter, you have a talent for making up stories."

There was a little surprise on Gwen's face, "Maybe you can stop being a programmer in the future, but become an excellent writer of best-selling suspense novels, just like Stephen King."

"Thank you, but I'm not the kind of person who can sit down and write on a desk."

Peter's story is over, and the coffee in the cup has run out.

"But you're wrong about one thing, Peter, you won't be a werewolf."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Gwen's mouth, "Because you won't transform on a full moon night."

"Maybe I'll transform every night and go out and do justice in the streets, Gwen."

Peter started teasing Gwen again.

"Well……?"

Gwen looked at Peter with a guilty conscience, "That's not like you."

"Ahem, I mean, Peter, you are not like those superheroes, those superheroes who are willing to help others."

Although in Gwen's previous cognition, Peter was helpful, but the recent Peter seems to be different.

Just after he was bitten by a spider, Peter's personality also changed.

She is no longer submissive and bullied like before, but has a complete reversal from before, and her personality has become a little cold.

She didn't know whether it was good or bad, but for herself, she liked Peter like this.

She is willing to accompany her, listen to her troubles, and show up when she needs it most. Although she occasionally makes herself distressed, she still cares and likes her very much.

She was lost in thought when suddenly there was a commotion outside.

Gwen turned her gaze away and found a group of people marching on the street.

People dressed as various ghosts, monsters and witches gather together on the street to participate in the last carnival of Halloween - the Halloween Parade.

"Let's go too."

Seeing the lively scene outside, Gwen couldn't hold back the urge to play wild in her heart, took Peter's hand, and walked outside quickly.

Peter did not refuse, and followed the other party to join the parade.

"You should change your outfit, Peter."

Looking at Peter's normal-person attire, Gwen yelled at him.

The din was too loud because of the crowd, and Gwen turned up the volume.

Seeing that her "boyfriend" didn't have any Halloween outfits on her, she thought for a while, took off the witch's black robe on herself, and tied it on for Peter.

"That's it, handsome dark wizard."

After looking at Peter's outfit, Gwen clapped her hands in satisfaction.

"Very well, let's go."

Holding Peter's hand, the two joined the marching army.

Along the way, Gwen's heart was constantly jumping for joy.

It was the first Christmas in a small town far from home, and Gwen was filled with novelty.

Most importantly, spend this meaningful Halloween with Peter.

Although Peter was not interested in Halloween, he was driven by Gwen's emotions, and temporarily put aside his worries and enjoyed it with Gwen.

"What's that? Look, Peter!"

After a few minutes of parading with the Halloween crowd, Gwen suddenly spotted a rabbit on the street.

A rabbit with a hat on its head is now on the side of the road, looking towards the crowd with a humanized expression on its face.

Seeing the strange expression of the pet rabbit not far away, Gwen took Peter's arm and walked towards the rabbit.

Peter didn't want to pay attention to any rabbit pets at first, but Gwen forcibly pulled them over.

The rabbit wearing the black pointed witch hat immediately pricked up his ears when he saw someone approaching, and ran back.

Gwen originally wanted to get close to the rabbit to see what the hell it was, but unexpectedly the rabbit ran away suddenly.

Driven by curiosity, like Alice chasing a rabbit, she took two steps forward and was quickly blocked by a figure.

A woman in a witch's outfit similar to Gwen's bent down and picked up the rabbit.

"Mr. Scratch, if you run around like this again, you will be turned into a braised rabbit."

The woman with curly black hair and a playful voice whispered while hugging the rabbit.

"Forehead……"

Gwen looked at Peter, quietly pulled his sleeve, and moved closer to him.

She always felt that the woman in front of her was a little scary.

It seems that the other party is like a real witch, exuding a dark aura of prey all over her body.

"Our Mr. Scratch has brought guests."

Before Gwen could speak, a smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she stretched out her hand to Gwen, "Hello, guests brought by Skratch, I'm Agatha Harkness."

Facing the other party's enthusiasm, Gwen was a little at a loss, "I'm Gwen Stacy, your... rabbit is very cute."

"Also, your Halloween witch costume... is very characteristic."

Gwen clumsily engaged in unfamiliar diplomatic rhetoric.

"Really? Thank you for your compliment, Miss Stacey. In Salem, witches are everywhere. It's not easy to get compliments."

Agatha hugged the rabbit and turned her eyes around Peter next to her.

"I have prepared a carriage for the parade, a special carriage parade, two foreign wizards, are you interested in getting on the carriage and trying?"

Agatha invited the two of them.

Gwen just wanted to refuse, but the other party turned around and pointed to a carriage behind him, and said, "This is the carriage, an indispensable tool for Halloween parades."

Gwen looked at the carriage that suddenly appeared, with an incredulous expression on his face.

She didn't even notice that there was a carriage nearby.

Wasn't there nothing there just now?
Gwen cast a puzzled look at Peter, but Peter just shrugged at her, indicating that he didn't know either.

He did not notice the presence of the carriage.

The expression became a little serious, and Peter turned his gaze to the woman.

He began to wonder if the other party was a real witch.

In a small town like Salem, he wouldn't be surprised if a real witch showed up.

After all, this is a Marvel world that can never be speculated with common sense.

"Halloween is the festival I look forward to the most every year, because everything is incredible and there are plenty of excuses. You can even explain it in one sentence, that is: After all, today is Halloween!"

The woman smiled at Peter, walked to the carriage, took the rein, and patted the horse's buttocks lightly.

The originally quiet dark horse immediately came alive after being slapped on the butt.

Gracefully getting into the carriage, Agatha reached out her hand to Gwen who was still hesitating, "Don't you want to come up and experience it? You don't need to worry about being arrested by the jury when you parade through the streets in a carriage on Halloween."

Seeing the slightly exaggerated behavior of the other party, Gwen looked at Peter hesitantly.

She was thinking the same as Peter now, feeling that the woman in front of her was becoming more and more like a real witch.

"If you don't want to go up, we can walk away, Gwen."

Seeing Gwen's hesitation, Peter said to her.

"Well, Halloween is a crazy day anyway, why not try to be crazy?"

Gwen let out a breath, took Peter's hand, and got into the carriage.

"Very well, there are two more passengers in my Halloween adventure with Mr. Strachey."

Holding the rabbit, Agatha said happily.

Without the need for human operation, the horses pulled the cart and began to walk slowly on the street.

Agatha took the initiative to invite the two into the carriage.

The interior of the carriage was covered with exquisite carpets, exuding a smell of incense.

Feeling the novelty, Gwen looked around in surprise and asked, "Ms. Agatha, is this the carriage you specially prepared for Halloween?"

"It can be said that I always yearn for the way I used to travel, so I specially prepared a carriage, but... only at this time can I drive it openly."

(End of this chapter)