Jack had spent hours, in the privacy of his office, learning how to produce spider-silk. It was a bit hit or miss, or as Ianto had tactfully pointed out, rather more miss than hit, but still a success. The next person who laughed at him was gonna get it!
He didn’t have long to wait. Leaving his office, he lurched into the main Hub to see if any progress was being made regarding turning the device off, and unsurprisingly toppled over.
Owen howled with laughter. Jack glared.
Owen hit the deck, tangled in spider-web.
“Take that! Who’s next?”
TBC in ‘Spider-Man 5: Bedtime Blues