The REAL Spider-Man (Spider-Man male reader) Season one

The Black Cat

Aaron: Mr. Fisk? Hello? I'm at the museum.

Fisk: Good, stay there. Wait for the Black cat to show up.

Aaron: Wait a second... there's cars pullin' up.

Fisk: Track them.

The Prowler dove off of the roof and into the bushes and watched the men exit their vehicles.

Russian: Remember, the boss wants the file in the Maria painting.

Aaron: They're talking about a file in a painting.

Fisk: The Maria?

Aaron: Yeah, that one.

Fisk: Damn... damn damn DAMN! GET THOSE MEN OUT NOW!

Aaron: On it sir.

The Prowler swiftly entered the museum and called to the attention of the mobsters.

Aaron: Imma have to ask you to get the hell out!

Russian: Mr. Sytsevich will not allow failure!

Aaron: Well then looks like we got a problem...

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George: Hey kid.

y/n: Captain Stacy, what's up.

George: Something big's going down at the Manhattan Museum of art, grab your devil friend and get going!

y/n: Yes sir!

Matt: Hey y/n didn't expect you to ca-

y/n: Museum now!

I hung up the call and ran into Harry's room.

y/n: OH MY GOD!

Harry: Don't you knock?

MJ: Hi y/n!

y/n: Hello MJ...didn't hear you come...in come in.

Harry: Do you need something?

y/n: Oh right I'm going out.

Harry: But it's three in the morning.

y/n: Exactly so you might wanna be a little quieter.

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Matt: There's people in there.

y/n: And guns... come on.

I helped Matt through the vent and we hid on the balcony.

Aaron: Imma have to ask you to get the hell out!

Russian: Mr. Sytsevich will not allow failure!

Aaron: Well then looks like we got a problem-

Matt: -You take the mobsters I'll take The Prowler.

y/n: But he's after you!

Matt: Which means he'd only ignore you.

y/n: Okay... okay let's do this.

I dropped down from the balcony and faced the mobsters...

y/n: Gentlemen! Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Russian: FIRE!

y/n: Why does this always happen?

While I was dodging bullets Matt dropped down in front of Aaron.