This is Why I Work Alone.

Making sure Spider-woman was holding on tight (but not too tight) I took a running start towards the edge of the platform and leaped. I knew this would be a long trip, because she kept saying, "Are you sure you should be swinging into traffic? I don't think you have the right license to do that! Turn there! Watch out for that ship!"

Nag. Nag. Nag.

"Listen, I know what I'm doing. I swing around all the time in New York," I said, trying to be calm.

"Does New York have flying cars?"

She had a point. Unfortunately, I was distracted from any witty comebacks because she decided to start up the "holo-map" or whatever they sent us through that wormhole. At first she couldn't get it working, turning it over in her hands, looking for a button. And guess what, she found the button. Just my luck that it was pointed straight at me when the lights flared to life. If I could see, I would notice the little glowing routes zigzagging through the transparent blue buildings, but it was so bright, I swear I was temporarily blinded.

"Point that thing away from me!" I shouted, trying to push it away, now swinging blindly through traffic with one hand as the other fought with the holo-map.

"What are you doing?" she shouted right back, "I got it working!" Ripping my hand away, she held it up, now once again shining in my eyes, to show me.

As if I didn't believer her before...

"I can't see!" I yelled, but the horns blaring at us and the roar of engines kept her from getting the message. Worked into a state of near-panic, I tried once again to push the map so that it would point downwards. What happened next was truly a mystery. We both can climb straight up a vertical wall using only our fingertips, but for some reason, we couldn't hold on to the map.

Great.

I landed us onto one of the sidewalk platforms and told her to wait there. Before she could nag-- I mean protest, I dived headfirst after it. Using my webshooters, I latched onto what I thought was a landing platform, and pulled myself down for extra speed. Again, it was just my luck that that so called platform was really of those air trucks.

Oops.

It quickly accelerated, yanking me into an uncontrollable head-over-feet fall, slamming into and bouncing off passing ships. As soon as I was fairly sure which way was up and which way was down, I shot a web at the alien letters of a neon sign. Realizing that the heat of the lights was melting the web, I shot another straight down and latched onto the lens part of the holo-map. Nothing seemed to go right, because, guess what? The lens popped off.

Again, oops.

Using a now-stationary car as leverage, I shot straight down at where the lens was hurtling back up, and grabbed it. Keeping a firm grip on it, I determinedly shot another web out and this time, got the whole holo-map to bungee back towards me. But, just as things felt like they were going right, they fell apart again. Before I could grab it, it rocketed straight past my head, and onto the sidewalk platforms up above.

Need I say it again?

Swallowing my pride, I made my way back up to the sidewalk where I left Spider-woman. Reaching my hand onto her shoulder to get her attention, I took a deep breath.

"You'll never guess what happened--"

Just then, she turned around holding the holo-map. A smirk touched her lips. "I think I can guess what happened." She ignored my stammering by continuing, "I caught this, but I lost the lens. Did you see what happened to it?"

Silently and ashamed, I held out the web-covered lens.

"Well," she started, picking the web off, "At least it's not cracked..."