Miles-1610 POV:
"Well, at least it's not a padded psyche room." Jokes Ham. "Yeah, like that makes any better." Scoffs Peni. "Why is no one talking about the fact that our loved ones just got ressurected?" Asks Prativr. "What's there to talk about? He owns everything. Every atom, every thought, the notion of independence. All are his and his alone to command." Groans Jessica who woke up a few minutes ago.
"Man, I thought a wizard kid opening portals would be shocking enough. But now super Jesus? That's way above my pay grade. Also, you're grounded for the rest of your natural life, young man." Jokes my dad. " After all this, sounds good to me." I quip. "So, what are we supposed to do?" Asks Gwen. "Talk. Apparently. He wants us to resolve what troubles our mind." Says Peter while adjusting his glasses.
"Like it's supposed to be that easy, dumbass." Scoffs Prowler Miles. Suddenly a web line shots forward and Prowler Miles is pulled forward at high speed. A fist slams on to his guts causing him to let out a scream of pain. "Listen here cartel hobo, talk to him like that again and I will end you!!!" Threatens Gwen while grabbing Prowler Miles by his braids.
"Gwen, please calm down. I'm used to it and I don't care anymore." Peter says with a calm smile. I feel sad for Peter as just how heartbreaking would it have been for him to see Gwen shutting herself out and then be friendly with me. "Don't." Suddenly said Peter.
"You became her ray of sunshine in her darkest hour. Please, don't belittle yourself." Says Peter. "Thanks man." I say. Dad goes forward to Prowler Miles who was recovering from the hit delivered by Gwen. "Miles?" Dad asks softly. " You're not my dad!!! Don't fucking talk to me." Lashed out Prowler Miles.
"You're right son. He ain't your dad, at least the one you lost. But he can give you one thing." Says Uncle Ben. "What's that?" Asks Prowler Miles. "Closure." Says Uncle Ben simply. "No wonder, Uncle Bens are so important." I think to myself.
"Fine, give me closure captain." Scoffs Prowler Miles. "That wizard kid... What was his name again? Oh yeah, Nigel. He told us briefly about what happened. I'm sorry for what happened." Says dad sincerely. "Your sorry doesn't bring him back." Says Prowler Miles. "True. But I don't think he would've wanted you to be like this. I mean come on kiddo, organized crime? Seriously?" Asks dad.
"I lost dad because I didn't have power. I didn't have the power of money, the power of authority or anything. Just when I thought I had enough power that blonde bitch and his ching chong boyfriend comes and beats the shit out of me, reminding me of how low my place actually is." Prowler Miles says while sounding exhausted.
"Well, no offense but I don't think anyone could do anything to Jake Long and Rose even if they were in their base level. I mean he and Rose defeated an ancient dragon supercharged by darkness and evil sorcery twice. So yeah, you weren't winning." Says Peter casually.
Gwen elbows him lightly on the ribs and mutters, "Not helping, Pete." "The truth is rarely pretty but believe me it helps." Says Peter. "Nerd." Calls Gwen while smiling. "What the fuck is the American Dragon doing here?" Asks Prowler Miles.
"Yeah, that's on me bud." Says Hobie. "How?" I ask. "I forsaw Gwen getting kicked out so I left a bootleg dimensional travel watch with her dad. But there was a tab bit of hiccup as we traveled out of our multiverse and ended up is an universe called AMDRJL-210 and to make it worse we ended up in Mr. Long's house.
His house was a technological pit while he was the super god and I think he knew about our arrival before us. The guy hell his entire family was intense, man." Mutters Hobie. We kept talking and understanding each other and our flaws. It was oddly comforting and relaxing. As the last wisp of regrets were spoken to the air the room itself began to dissolve in wisps of light. It looked like our trials were over.