The Great Gatsby and the Spider Man

Gatsby stood hands clasped tight behind his back staring out over the long island riverside to the old money allure that had claimed his love.

“Mr tobey maguire, i… i have a favour to ask.” he said, turning to face nick with a tear soaked face, top lip quivering. The salty drops ran down his cheeks and struck the lapels of his suit, though he paid it no mind.

“Anything jay. You’ve done me such a kindness these past weeks,” said tobey in his soft dulcet voice. He found himself ringing his hands uncomfortably, to see gatsby in this state presented a gaping abyss,into which he himself could fall, if proper caution was not exercised. Tobey felt the a spike of danger, a sensation cold and metallic run down his spine as gatsby formed his next words and put them to speech.

“I need to find ms. Daisy. I have it on good word she’s being held by a friend of that fiend Buchanan’s: a man called the kingpin,”

Tobey maguire turned away, fists tightening, his head cocked. Mr maguire can’t save daisy, but i know a friendly neighbourhood hero who might.

He pivoted back around head thrown back.
“I can put you in touch with a man whose skills are much more suited to the task than my own,”
“If your sure Tobey , Can he be trusted?”
Tobey maguire smiled, “I trust him with all my secrets,”
Before gatsby could utter another syllable Tobey was off, running like a man possessed with his hat clutched tight at his chest.

Mere moments later a sudden swoosh came through the window as a line of string stretched through the lair striking Gatsby's chandelier. The string went taut and a figure in a tight red and blue jumpsuit leapt to the open balcony. He landed on all fours flashing the spider emblem on his back as he rose.
“My goodness! Spider man? Are you?” gatsby stammered in amazement.
“I’m here to help. Tobey maguire told me your trouble,” said Spiderman. Gatsby noticed at that moment that Spiderman had brought a pepperoni pizza from luigi's, Tobey maguire worked at luigi's maybe that's how the two knew each other
“Is that a pizza,” he asked suddenly craving the stone baked joy that only new york's finest pizzeria could bring. It did much to sooth his woes, helping cushion his aching heart as he considered savouring the pizza.
“Pizza time,” said spiderman handing gatsby the pizza.
“The kingpin is is somewhere on the lower east side, that should be no trouble for one as talented as yourself,” said Gatsby tearing into the tip of his first slice. He watched the still hot mozzarella draw out long strings as he pulled it back from his clenched jaw: perfection.
“I’m on it jay, i mean mr gatsby. i’m Just your friendly neighbourhood spiderman,” he said firing another bolt of string outside before he leapt from the balcony howling his childish delight.

Gatsby waited a moment before wondering over to his telephone, he pulled the receiver and began to dial, a tone came back a moment later, then a click. “Our plan is in motion; that’s right The spiderman no less… we’re moving up the big leagues now… yes send your man in to retrieve the mutagenic formula... Of course. If it comes to that i’ll have tobey take care of him. Good day, mr wolfsheim,” click.