THE MAN CRASHED through the window of the bank. He landed outside and startled the passersby walking down the sidewalk.
Wearing cargo pants, a black vest, and a pack that connected to his two guns, he ran across the street with the large sack of money he had stolen.
He made it to the other side but heard someone land beside him. It was none other than Spider-Man, who heard the commotion while swinging by.
"Whoa." Y/N began with crossed arms. "You got a whole getup going on here."
"Stand back, Mister Spider-Man." He warned as he took out his oversized guns. "You don't want me to use this."
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"What? That some sort of glue gun?"
"Under this goo, you shall be trapped!"
He suddenly shot it as Y/N's foot and covered it. The man continued to run and the webslinger watched.
"Okay. Maybe I'll give you a head st—"
Y/N tried to move but noticed that it actually stuck him to the floor. He tried harder but it wouldn't budge.
"Well, shit." He muttered to himself. "This might be as strong as my webbing."
Finally, he used all of his strength to pull his leg out of the glue. He still saw the man running ahead and gave chase.
Spider-Man ran after the criminal. He didn't swing or fully sprint and it felt like a usual jog for the young man. He was taking his time with this one.
"Back! Back, I say!" The man shouted.
He pointed his gun back and shot the goo again. This time Y/N dodged it and it hit the sidewalk. People who were walking or standing by simply looked on at what was transpiring.
"Don't worry about him! He might be a little..." Y/N twirled his finger near his head, joking that the man was pretty locito.
They kept running. The criminal shot out the goo again and it hit the tire of a man's bike, sticking it to the sidewalk. The rider let out an exasperated sigh.
"What the hell, man?"
Spider-Man stopped beside the man's bike, still facing the running criminal. The slow robber wasn't really making that much distance.
"Be mindful of the people, bro!" Y/N exclaimed. "Don't get your fluid on their things!"
Suddenly, a shop owner who was investigating the commotion outside heard Spider-Man's remark and chose to respond.
"That's ironic! You covered my sign with your goo when sticking that carjacker to it last week."
Y/N started to pry the bike off the sticky floor with his strength. He replied to the shop owner.
"Hey, at least mine dissolves."
The hero successfully freed the man's bike before keeping up with the chase. The criminal looked back and huffed.
