You and Tarantulas have been great friends, but he's always thought of being more than that, husband and wife? Boyfriend and girlfriend? Who knows?

You guys always had something in common, the both of you were introverts, loners, scientists, and the list goes on.

It was a normal night in Tarantulas' lab, you were reading a book on his desk, while he was trying to knead webs, until he thought of an idea. He walked over to you, holding a large ball of his webs.

"...can we knit my webs?" Tarantulas asked, shyly.