Brett and Trevor Reilly.

"Yeah.."Brett chuckled."And you thought being able to talk to girls was a stupid thing back then too."Brett winked as he walked over and sat back down on the couch.

"I never thought it was stupid." Trevor finished his suit and sat it aside as he started on Brett's suit.

"Suuuuuure,even so we both do pretty bad at it now."Brett said blankly."Remember that time I went to talk to Caroline at school,and ripped my locker door off of the hinges because my finger tips stuck?"

"I believe so." Trevor responded, not looking up.

"Yeah..."Brett said and stood up."We need to go to the store,we're out of food and it's your turn to cook."

"I've already got enough to do, you cook for tonight or make your own suit." Trevor cut out a golden plate in the form of a Spider Eye.

"Alright,what'll it be tonight? Aunt Mays spaghetti and meatballs?"Brett asked as he looked through her old recipe book.

"Sure." Trevor replied as he finished the mask on Brett's suit.

"Alright,I'll be back."Brett said as he walked out.

Brett came back about an hour and a half later,the afternoon had already began to start when he opened the door,carrying a few bags with him.

"It's ready."Brett said as he wiped his forehead with a wash rag,he had always had a thing for cooking.The whole apartment smelled like freshly made spaghetti sauce,garlic cheese bread and meatballs.

"Smells alright." Trevor replied as he finished up Brett's suit and sat it on a chair next to his own.

"Damn right it does."Brett smirked as he fixed himself a plate.

----Two Weeks Later-----

Ken was walking nearby the Apartment