The Best At Everything (one shot crack fic) chapter 2

(My P.O.V)

The sun was shining, the air was fresh, my dick was flapping around in the morning air... everything was just great.

Save for the pointing and loud gasps from people as I cut down the street, then flew over Central Park just enjoying the sights.

"Ah nothing like being OP in a fictional world filled with super hot babes ready for some dicking! Hell yeah!"
I yelled, exposing my excitement and causing a flock of birds to fly away from the park's numerous trees.

"Ah sir, you do understand public indecency can land you in jail right?"
A young voice entered my ears from my right.

I suddenly came to a stop.

The wind blew past me as my speed went from a conservative 100mph plus to 0.

Easy.

I was the best at flying after all. This ability ensured I excelled in all facets of flight. Stopping, accelerating, manuevering... everything.

Back to my situation, I had an unexpected guest watching me from the ledge of a rooftop. Spiderman cocked his head to the side.

"So...can you talk...or..."
He started, trailing off as I still chose to stay silent, too busy trying to figure out by his voice if he was Tom, Tobey or Andrew.

"Hey do you think I can tag along and help out with the superheroing thing?"
I asked, totally out of the blue.

I could tell he was...caught off guard by his following reaction.

"Huh... I'm actually going to scho...ahem! I mean I guess?"
The teen under the mask caught himself before he could risk revealing his identity.

"Excellent!"
I clapped. Things were off to a great start!

Now the only thing I needed was...I looked down at myself.

"Can't do the saving when my dick is literally hanging out in the open..."
I mused.

I got the impression Peter was blushing underneath his mask at my unapologetically shameless attitude. I've always been like that though, no sense in pretending to be someone I wasn't.

"Ah-ha!"
I snapped a finger.
"I saw a clothes store a few blocks back. Maybe I can get my super suit there!"

I turned around and flew back the way I came, Spiderman following closely behind.

Once again, I got the impression he was only doing this to watch me closely before the usual guys who dealt with weirdos, arrived. (Shield)

The store turned out to be manned by a scrawny red head. The guy looked bored and was probably nursing a hangover from the way he didn't raise an eyebrow at my nakedness.

Turns out he couldn't let me take the costumes on the display or in the store seeing as I had no money on me and Peter was just a high schooler.

"Come on man, you really can't help out? I'm freezing my balls here."

The red head finally relented after I showed him a trick. Apparently he was impressed that I could fly.

Oh and an autograph from a Spiderman who looked as if he would rather be fighting the Rhino than be there, sealed the deal.

"There's a couple of materials we have in the back. Clothes designs that didn't sell due to their impracticality or some that are just frayed and torn. Someone usually comes in to mend and salvage some clothes for charity but other than that...it's just a sewing machine and some useless material."

My eyes lit up.

"Another man's useless junk is another man's USEFUL JUNK!!"
I proclaimed.

Spiderman looked at me as if I was crazy. I think he was sticking around to see what other insanity I could get up to.

The redhead led us to the back.

These plebes walked while I flew.

Normies. Scoff.

There was a little bit of moving things around (spiderman helped; Super strength yaaay) but soon we were ushered in to a small back room with a dusty sewing machine and an old computer.

The shelves were stocked with bales of materials. In addition, damaged manequinns wearing different Halloween costumes and other strange clothing, littered the small cramped space.

"Uh... don't break anything. The only reason I even let you in here is that business is slow in the morning."
The Red Head whose name was Jimmy left, throwing another disgusted look at my pudgy body.

Wait until I bulk up and then we'll see who will be laughing Jimmy boy!

I eyed the computer and smiled. It's presence made everything much easier.

Maniacal laughter begun spilling out of my lips, weirding out Spiderman.

"I'm...just going to be outside... don't take too long to choose something..."
He said and promptly left.

I shook my head at the closed door.
"Oh you sweet sweet boy. I'm not choosing anything... I'm Making Something!!"

Booting up the computer turned out to be a non-issue. No password, makes sense as it's probably used by many staff members. Oh and the caveat... it's linked to the internet!

A quick venture into Youtube and I clicked on the first tailoring and sewing tutorial.

I sped up the video, watching the different styles. Then when I was done with one, I would click on another video and watch it.

10 minutes later, my ability clicked in.

"I am the god of...Fabric!!"

I'm a genius for choosing such a broken ability. Now, one order of a Supersuit coming up.

Now the question is, Cape or no cape?