Author's Notes: Hey! :D I'm starting this just for the heck of it, don't think that I'm abandoning any of my other stories or anything. Also, guess the villain!

Where in the timeline: Post TASM, Gwen and Peter are dating.

Which letter: A

Word prompt: Abracadabra

Gwen was absolutely infuriated. Peter had promised her that he would surrender Spider-Man for one night, just one night, so that they could see this new movie. They were to see the midnight showing, and it was one o'clock in the morning. She had been stood up. He didn't even call!

She heaved a sigh, getting up from the bench outside the theater. She couldn't wait for him all night, as he likely wouldn't show up since he was either sleeping or fighting crime, and they couldn't get anything out of the movie that late in.

"Gwen!" a shout came, echoing through the empty mall. "Gwen, Gwen, Gwen!"

"Peter, you're late," she snapped, more than a little cranky with him for not showing. Head held high, she kept on walking.

"I know, I know. I'm so, so sorry!" When his girlfriend continued stalking toward the exit without a word, he stepped in front of her and gently took hold of her hands. "Please forgive me."

Finally meeting his eyes, her own went wide and she lurched forward, putting a hand on his cheek. "What happened?"

He leaned his face into her cheek, closing his eyes in shame. "I had to. It was down in Central Park, some wacko magician..."

His face was cut in countless places. It looked like he had shards of glass thrown at him. Not all of the tiny cuts had stopped bleeding. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have assumed."

Peter gave her that innocent boyish smile. "I picked up a few tricks from this guy. Wanna see?"

She laughed, "sure, sure go ahead."

He took a step back and held a finger up, then put his free hand behind his back. "Say the magic words."

"Please?"

"No," he laughed, "no. abra..."

"Oh! Abracadabra!" she cried.

Peter pulled a single peach colored rose out from behind his back, holding it out to her. "I'm really, really really sorry."

She smiled, pecking him on the cheek in a small unharmed area. "All is forgotten, Mr. Magic."