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I wake up and sit up on the... bed? Then everything came to me.I slept in the Avengers tower. Well, hopefully Mrs. Davis won't find out. But the last time she came to me for an evening check-up was about half a year ago... I came out of the room untidy. 

I didn't really care.I came to the kitchen where the others were already sitting, and by 'other' I mean everyone from the Avengers.

"Good morning, Pete," said Mr. Stark, who had made that gesture to draw my attention.

,,-gd -ning," I snapped before I yawned.

Everyone laughed lightly at that, and there were a few 'aws'. Of course, I ignored it. Then I yawned again.

"Well, sit down," Mr. Stark said with amusement, and I obeyed. Then he placed a plate of pancakes in front of me.

"th-k," I muttered sleepily.

"aw" is their chorus 'aw'.Maybe I would have done the same thing if I had been in their place, but I don't know how they would have reacted in my place.

I had to smile at the thought.I should probably run to the orphanage, but I don't want to go there at all.

Mrs. Davis is a complete evil, but I actually have unfinished business there.How beautiful the world is all of a sudden...


-I rode 'home', now on my bike. Unfortunately, I now have to go in through the main entrance, that is, through Mrs. Davis.

I barely opened the door.

"PARKER! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?" She yelled at me.

"Gone.." I retorted. She had already come to me and punched me with one...

"I'M NOT SURPRISED NO ONE EVER WANTED TO ADOPT YOU, WHO WOULD WANT A STUPID CHILD LIKE YOU!" She yelled at me as I sat in the hallway, battered.I got up carefully, I must have a broken rib, how do I know? It hurts, man...

I walked to the house where my room should be and closed the door behind me.I sat down on the blanket and started crying, I don't even know why no one ever adopted me...

Maybe there's something to what she said to me today.I just sat there crying for a few moments, but then my eyes fell on the box.

I walked up to her and knelt down. I slowly opened it and pulled out a stitched suit, sprays, equipment, and the swimming goggles.


"You'd be a great superhero"


I took some spray paint and started spraying the spider logo on the scuffed sweatshirt.I made something like a mask from one of the remnants and attached swimming goggles to it.Then I took the technique and started doing 'spider web shooters', as I called them myself. Next, I took my chemistry notebook and scribbled an equation.


WEB FLUID

I wrote some designs on web shooters

I finished the equation and realized that...I HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL! Urgh.Anyway, I climbed out the window, it was already dark. How long had I been in that room?He got on his bike and rode to Midtown, hopefully they have everything I need.I walked into the school and went straight to the chemistry classroom.

Bingo!

I found everything I needed and took a few things for more.You never know when it might come in handyI don't want to count this as theft, I left them two dollars.And we don't use these substances anyway.I drove back to the orphanage and started 'mixing' the cobwebs.In the end, I succeeded, and I had to admit that it was great!I went to bed, it was quite late...

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