Spider-Man: Horror games dev

Knock knock knock

"Oh Peter! How's it going with your girlfriend—oh"

Harry opened the door, seeing me… and Gwen clinging to my leg.

"HELLO!" She waved at Harry.

"…wait, isn't she the girl who asked me about Flash the other day?! Your girlfriend is her?!"

"Kinda? Though I prefer redheads."

"REDHEADS?! I OBJECT! BLONDES ARE THE TRUTH!" Gwen then climbed up me, staring right into my face and shouting as loud as she could.

My face was completely expressionless, utterly done with this girl in front of me.

"Y-You actually brought her here?"

"No choice, man. She's clingy as hell, won't leave me alone for a second," I said, scratching my head as Gwen scurried all over me.

"Hey, don't lift my shirt."

"No!"

"Don't crawl under my shirt, there's nothing there, get out."

"There's a nipple!"

"That's not for playing with, get down, Gwen."

"No!"

Harry watched Gwen hug me tightly and started thinking he should probably get a girlfriend himself.

Would she act just like Gwen? (No, she wouldn't.)

"Well… come in!"

The three of us went inside, and Peter immediately noticed a man brewing coffee.

"Oh? Peter's here?" Norman said.

"Hi, Mr. Norman," I greeted politely.

"Harry, get some snacks for Peter and… that strange girl."

"She's Gwen, self-proclaimed girlfriend."

"Grrr…" Gwen glared at Norman like she was ready to throw hands.

"Calm down, Gwen. You're a person, not a dog, behave yourself," I said, gently holding my face.

"B-But…" Gwen's eyes got teary as she looked at me.

"No buts, we're at someone else's house, don't act naughty."

Norman watched Peter lecturing Gwen, looking exactly like a dad teaching his daughter.

They didn't seem like a couple at all.

"…well, I hope you two get along."

"Thanks, sir."

Harry came over, placing a bag of snacks and tea on the guest table.

Gwen and I sat down, and Harry poured tea for both of us.

Harry was about to ask something, but I raised my hand to stop him.

"Don't ask how I got a girlfriend, because I never did."

"Heyyyy!!!" Gwen puffed her cheeks.

"…okay? Let's get to the main topic then," Harry sat down, looking at me seriously.

"I think making a game in my room isn't ideal since I only have one computer, and my room's pretty cramped. So, I decided to use an unused room and turn it into our programming studio."

"…wow, you said all that without running out of breath?"

Harry smirked and winked at me, like he was waiting for me to say something.

"…Harry, with great power comes great investment. You're truly a once-in-a-century friend!" I stood up and extended my hand.

"Hmph, with great power comes great responsibility, got it?" Harry stood up and gripped my hand tightly.

Gwen watched us clasp hands and look at each other like bros, then grabbed a snack to munch on.

"By the way, do you have any ideas yet?"

"Nope."

"…then how are we supposed to make a game?"

"Hmm… let's figure that out later. I want to see the room we'll be working in!"

And so, the two excited guys and a confused girl trailed behind.

"Wala! Check this out, isn't it awesome?" Harry opened the door, gesturing grandly.

"Wow, tidy and full of computers! Hasn't your dad killed you for this yet?"

"Not yet, buddy! Because my dad already looks down on me!"

"…you're truly my best bro!" The two of us hugged, full of brotherly vibes (gei).

Gwen looked at the room and raised an eyebrow.

"…weird, I don't remember this happening."

"Huh, what's that?" I turned to look at Gwen.

"Huh?" Gwen put on her innocent face again.

I quickly turned on a computer and saw it ran super fast.

"Wow, these computers are top-notch!"

"No kidding, bro!"

"Best bro ever!"

Then I looked at the game *Go to Bed* that Harry and I had on YouTube. Its popularity seemed to have fizzled out.

"Didn't last long, huh… kinda sad."

"It's a short game, after all."

"Huh? You guys made that game?" Gwen asked, pointing, confused.

Harry and I looked at each other.

"Yeah, but Peter did most of it. I just helped at the start," Harry said.

"No biggie, helping is helping. I'll add your name to the credits."

"BRO! I'M SO MOVED I COULD CRY!"

"Alright, that's enough!" Gwen squeezed between us, hugging me tightly and glaring at Harry.

"Chill, I'm not gay, don't worry," Harry tried to reassure her.

"Okay, any ideas?" I asked Harry.

"This… I got nothing."

"Hmm…"

Both of us were deep in thought when Gwen raised her hand.

"?" I looked at her.

"What kind of game are you guys making?"

"Horror, why do you ask?"

"If that's the case, why not try making something… super bizarre! Like, really weird, looks like a kid's game but isn't!"

"Bizarre? Weird? Kid's game?"

Harry and I looked at each other, then at Gwen.

"What's in that head of yours?"

"Well… not sure? But if you want, I can show you!"

"Show us."

"YIPPE!"

She went to the computer, opened Paint, and started drawing something.

"…" Harry and I grimaced, watching Gwen design… whatever it was.

After a while, she finished… a man?

Long arms, round head, stick-like limbs.

"…what's that?"

"That's the main villain! His name will be… ummm… ah! Baldi! It's 'I bald' pronounced differently! Get it?"

Harry scratched his head and looked at me.

"Ehh… I'm not sure this'll work."

"Wait, Harry, I think she cook something." (drug)

"HUH??"

"A quirky game that looks like an educational game but turns out to be horror? Sounds pretty unique! Approved!"

"Huh huh huh??" Harry was baffled.

"Thanks for the… childish idea, Gwen. I'll add you to the credits!"

"Ehehe… just make sure my name's next to yours."

"So… how do we design the game, the characters, and… the gameplay?"

Harry and I looked at each other, then at Gwen.

":3?"

"…"

"You know what? Maybe her brain will unlock its full potential when creating our new game."

"…You mean you're letting her design all the characters and gameplay?" Harry looked at Gwen skeptically.

"Yeah… We just need to code. She'll cook up a feast and bring in the cash for us!"

We looked at each other again and grinned.

I then lifted Gwen up like in The Lion King.

"Heh?" Gwen, confused, stared into the eager eyes of both of us.

She definitely had no idea that the guy she loved was about to squeeze every last drop of her creativity dry.

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Baldi's Basic by Mystman12