"Arale! How did you end up here? Didn't I tell you not to wander off? If Angela hadn't told me, I'd still be looking for you in the mall!"
Just as Peter Parker was at a loss for words, Alice emerged from the nearby woods, panting.
"Hehehe... I accidentally forgot."
Having put away her suit, Arale rubbed the back of her head and stuck her tongue out at Alice.
"Honestly. Come back with me."
Alice stepped forward, took Arale's hand, and started to leave.
"Wait, Alice!"
Peter put away his Spider Suit too and stepped forward to stop Alice.
"Oh! Peter! Sorry, I didn't see you there!"
Only when Peter called out to her did Alice notice Peter Parker standing nearby, and she hurriedly bowed in apology.
"Can you tell me what's going on with this kid? She nearly destroyed every police car in New York!"
"Huh-d-destroyed police cars?"
Alice froze for a moment, then seemed to remember something and smacked her fist into her palm in realization.
"No wonder I heard someone at the mall saying a police car had mysteriously snapped in half!"
"Arale!" Alice planted both hands on her hips and gave Arale an adorably fierce look. "You can't just go around destroying police cars! That's not what good girls do!"
"Good girls can't play with police cars?"
Arale tilted her little head, seeking confirmation from Alice.
"That's right. Good girls don't do that!"
Alice kept one hand on her hip and raised an index finger with the other, lecturing her sternly. By now, she had quite a knack for keeping Arale in line. Saying things like "good girls should do this" and "good girls don't do that" was usually enough to get Arale to behave.
"Oh! I want to be a good girl!"
"All right, Peter.