Meanwhile, in Nueva York, Earth-928…
In a spacious darkly-lit hallway, a holograph projection of a woman materialized from pixels and looked at who was in front of her. The woman appeared to have a slender figure, light brown hair, and chestnut brown eyes. She wore a pair of pink heart-shaped sunglasses, glittery high heels, and an oversized faux fur coat that covered up most of her body sans her elegant legs.
Her name was Lyla, an AI short for LYrate Lifeform Approximation. Lyla started talking to someone, "You’re rather late."
"Can’t all be there at once," an unknown voice retorted.
"A text or call might have been nice," Lyla retorted back.
"I was gone for less than two hours. What happened?" the voice asked.
Lyla got to the point, "Okay, okay, okay. I know what it looks like, but... here's the good news."
The person the voice belonged to rolled his eyes exasperatedly, "Oh boy, here we go."
Lyla materialized six screens for him to watch, showcasing the events that occurred in Equestria: Doc Ock battling the Princesses and the Mane Six; Electro's rampage in the Crystal Empire; the ponies meeting the Spider-Men; the Mane Six, Princesses, Shining Armor, Spider-Men, and Venom facing off against the Sinister Syndicate in Manehattan; Twilight and Green Goblin's final showdown; and the last screen showing Twilight sacrificing her newfound Alicorn status to save Equestria.
"The multiverse did not collapse."
"Oh, cool! That’s great!" the voice dismissively said.
"A little touch and go. It all worked out perfectly."
"Great story, great story," he waved off before asking, "Hey, did you finish the MacGuffin?"
A device resembling a wrist gauntlet appeared right in front of him.
"It’s not a “MacGuffin.” Its real term is “gizmo,”" Lyla reiterated.
The voice sighed in annoyance, "You always have to call me out? It's just really frustrating and that bums me out."
"Don't get too excited, Miguel O’Hara. It's just a prototype," Lyla snarked.
"I’m cool as a cucumber. I don’t get too excited easily," the person now known as 'Miguel O’Hara' snarked back.
The gizmo attached itself to the wrist of a figure that appeared to be another Spider-Man. The difference was that the suit looked slightly altered, being prominently ultramarine blue with some hints of red on the arms, chest, and mask. The spider insignia on his chest partially looked more like a skull, he had two red spikes jutting out from each of his arms, red highlights to indicate where the eyes were instead of eye lenses, clawed fingers, and a torn piece of web-like glider cloth made of light byte attached to the back that was fashioned into a small cape to help him glide.
This was Miguel O'Hara, also known as Spider-Man 2099.
"But you could be the first person to make an autonomous multiverse jump, or possibly the last."
Miguel quirked an eyebrow, "Okay, so we're just... gonna roll the dice on this?"
Lyla appeared next to him, leaning her elbow on his shoulder.
"So what do you say, sweetheart? Where do you wanna go first?" she asked.
Miguel thought for a moment before an idea came to his head.
"How’s about we start at the beginning, one more time?" he suggested. "Ponyland-82."
Ponyland-82
Galaxy, Minty, Rosedust, Lickety-Split, Lofty, and North Star were trotting down the road on a peaceful day in Ponyland. Suddenly, a portal appears out of the sky, catching their attention. Jumping out of the portal was Miguel, who landed in front of the group as the portal closed up.
North Star's eyes nearly bulged out, "Woah!"
"What the—?" Galaxy gaped.
"I'm Spider-Man. I need you all to come with me," Miguel introduced himself.
"Who the heck are you?" Minty asked while pointing a hoof at him.
Caught off-guard by the response, Miguel tried to get back on point and regain control of the situation and pointed a finger back, "I — I just told you guys that — Listen, listen: I'm from the future in my universe."
Rosedust's eyes narrowed, "Hey! How dare you point at us?"
"You — you guys were pointing first!" Miguel argued.
"It’s not nice to point! It’s very rude!" Lickety-Split chastised.
At that point, Miguel started to get frustrated with the group of ponies hypocritically blaming him for something he did when they did it first, losing the point on why he was here in the first place, "You're all being very rude! You're not even believing what I'm saying, you're saying I'm not who I say I am when I tell you who I am —"
Unbeknownst to them, their argument was being observed by none other than a confused Megan, Molly and Danny.
"Which one pointed first?" Molly asked.
Megan shrugged, "I don’t know. It happened so quickly."
Danny was simply unable to process any words.
There was no point in denying it. This squabble could take a while, as both sides had rather poorly pointed points about pointing.
By this point onward, the silly argument about pointing between the Web-Slinger of 2099 and the Mane Group of Ponyland escalated with them having their sentences overlap with the other's, making the words sound unintelligible.
Case in point.
"— You're all pointing at me right now, as you say that!" Miguel shouted.
"We’re not pointing, you're pointing!" Lickety-Split retorted.
"Look at you! Look at your hooves! Look at your hooves right now! What you're doing! You're pointing!" Miguel heatedly pointed out.
"We’re just pointing at your pointing!" Lofty reiterated pointedly.
"Yeah, which is different than normal pointing!" Rose Dust offered in her points.
"YOU ARE ALL ACCUSING ME OF POINTING WHILE YOU'RE—!" Miguel, practically at his breaking point, yelled out, pointing both of his fingers at the ponies and starting to angrily hop up and down, on the point of doing something very not nice to them.
Muzzle pointed, North Star shook a hoof in aggravation, "You haven't seen pointing until we’re through with you, and then you'll know—"
A title card reading “To be continued!” appeared abruptly while the classic theme songs of Spider-Man and My Little Pony played in the background, signaling another adventure will happen... for another time, that is.