I snap awake, only catching the last bit of what Lavender said. "But I'm not the guy who does that, that's Mr. Stark's shtick! I'm just a kid! How in the universe am I supposed to find my way back? Mr. Stark has his tech and stuff, but I don't have any of that. And unless the sun moves differently here, the only thing I know is north, south, east and west." Realizing how mean that probably sounded, I sigh. "Look, I'm sorry, it's just been a really long day and I kinda miss home and I don't know whether or not I'm going to wake up dead. You know what I mean?" I look at Lavender, trying to convince my burning eyes to not tear up.

I grab a box of tishoes from the kitchen and give it to you I then explain that Princess Celestia and Princess Luna control the sun and moon I then give you a cupcake with a black spiderwebbed pattern on it and red and blue icing with a black chocolate spider on top with little pretzel legs here ya go I say as I hand you a plate with 3 more of the same cupcakes on it

"I'm not crying," I say as I wipe my eyes. "Just a little homesick, you know?" Seeing the cupcakes, I ask, "Why Spider-Man cupcakes? I thought he was an Earth thing. Or do they have Spider...pony?" I take a bite, enjoying the crunch of the pretzels, the smooth of the frosting, and the cakiness of the cake.

Not just erth here too I turn a Spider-Man cartoon on and help myself to a plate with lavender frosted red velvet cupcakes

My jaw drops. I try to think of something to say, but my mind comes up with nothing, so I sit there gasping for a moment. I finally manage to say, "I had no idea Spider-Man was that famous!" But what I'm thinking is, how am I this famous? I sit there in absolute freaked-outedness for maybe a solid minute, my hands waving in the air a little, my face probably looking like I'm going to cry. I manage to gasp, "How?!" Then a thought comes to my head. An urgent thought. "Wait, what's Spider-Man's real name in this one?"

Peter parker.why? I ask and answer awkwardly

"Oh, I was just wondering if it was the same as...it...is...at home..." I realize I probably just gave everything away. My mind raced with the all-important question, does the hippogryph know my full name? I rack my brain but I can't remember. Oh, this is bad.

I scratch my chin a little then ask a feared question "wait...are you..Peter Parker?!?"

I consider my chances of surviving if I jumped off the porch and ran for it. But I hate falling so much that I close my eyes really tight, and nod a little tiny bit. "Yes," I whisper in my tiniest voice. "And you can't tell anyone!" I add, louder, looking at Lavender. "Or I'll web your mouth shut and web you to this couch and I'll leave." I'm wondering what she'll do, now that she knows who I really am.

I look surprised yet scared ...uh........ok I say terrified I wont I say again terrified