Where do I belong

bruises and broken bones

Harry limped to the mead bay. today was a bad day not only did Fury sent a hit on him but school was going shit as well he could quiet focus. He was always a good student A+ all the way through but the super hero stuff was getting to his head and he was lagging behind. Harry sighed as he grabbed the bandages wrapping his wounds up. Suddenly Peter came in eyes wide in shock looking at Harrys bruised body," what the hell happened to you," he asked. "Um i fell," Harry lied hoping the lie would work. Peter glared him Obviously not believing the lie. "Okay lets say i believed you which i don't what makes you think I won't tell Fury," Peter states. Harry sighed, "lets makes a deal then." "You sure your not secretly the son of Norman Osborn," Peter jokes. Oh how joke was actually the truth unknown by anyone. Harry chuckled. "So what did you have in mind?" Peter asks. "I'll do your chores for a month," Harry says. Peter thought about it, "actually i have a better idea," he said as he smiles.