How Could Someone as Gotham as Me Dare Get Close to You in New York?

Updates whenever inspiration strikes. I may post a little when I have an idea.

[Warning: I'm rewatching The Amazing Spider-Man and really wanted this kind of story, so I made my own. I've changed both the timeline and the characters' emotions and plot quite a lot, so it's extremely out of character and purely written to indulge my preferences. As usual, I've included 43 (Damian x Tim, not much page time, but they're there in the background), so please be aware. This is a sequel to Batman's Grandson and the Blended Family, but you don't need to have read the previous story. I mainly wanted to write a youthful, funny romance, play with secret identities, and give these two a four-way love affair jpg.]

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A new transfer student from Gotham joined Peter Parker's class. She didn't seem out of the ordinary, but the instant Peter saw her, his spider-sense went berserk, as if dozens of invisible threats had suddenly appeared in the classroom.

She introduced herself as Erica Ogu.

A somewhat distinctive and familiar surname.

Peter thought it over and became wary of the transfer student.

Then, on her very first day, she beat up the school bully who had been picking on Peter.

A week later, she seemed ready to take over the entire school.

Peter: ...Something's not right here.

And also...

Peter had no idea why he'd been dragged to a dance in Gotham, or why he had somehow become Erica's dance partner. He stumbled through the dance as the girl in front of him held him close, switched to the lead, and guided him across the floor.

"You never told me you were a Wayne!!!"

Peter's voice was edged with the frantic exasperation of a socially anxious person forced to make conversation.

"Actually, my full name is pretty long. If you're really going to make a thing of it..."

Erica paused, her voice light and carefree.

"Erica Drake Ogu Wayne. Doesn't it sound like a list of dishes from a menu?"

Peter fell silent for a moment.

"Your Drake... You mean Drake from Drake Industries, right?"

"Congratulations, you got it right. But there's no prize."

Peter fell silent again.

"Come on, relax, Spider-Boy. Think of this as me repaying a favor."

Erica lowered her voice, and Peter's spider-sense went wild from head to toe.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, forcing himself to sound calm.

"In Gotham, there are no secrets."

Erica said nothing more, only giving him a smile that was hard to read.

On their first date, Peter felt like something was wrong everywhere he looked.

"Erica, don't you think..."

The girl with the mismatched eyes deftly cut into her steak and gently reassured him.

"It's fine, Peter. There's nothing here."

There was only a whole room full of bat-themed stuff, and a bunch of assassins from the League of Assassins.

She was used to it. Really.

After all, Erica lived in a family with a cold uncle, a second uncle with words carved into his face, a mother in an unstable mental state, a father with poor social skills, a grandfather who loved wearing gray uniforms, and a butler who was afraid of zombies.

But they really were a very happy family.

It would be even better if they didn't keep trying to scare her boyfriend every now and then. (deadpan)

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