Peter's Pov:
I woke up to the alarm on my bedside table. Great! It's Monday... another crappy day of working and being exhausted. I had previously been up all night because apparently Sunday is a great night for robbing banks and drug stores. I had only gotten home at 4am and now it's...6 am, just great. I had less then two hours of sleep.
I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to look into the mirror. I had blood stains on my face and a brused eye from the night before. I showered and got dressed. I exited my room to the kitchen, May doesn't come out of her room much since Uncle Ben... Passed. I was the one who ended up making her breakfast and leaving notes around the house to say I left for work.
I Quickly scanned the fridge for anything to eat or to leave for May. There wasn't much but there were some eggs and bread that I thought to make. Despite having an inhumanly fast metabolism and getting hungry really fast, I always let May eat if there wasn't enough food in the house, which happened way too often. Today was one of those days... I made the last egg we had in the house and toasted the last slice of bread. I left everything on a plate for Aunt May and put a note down to tell her to heat it up. And left for work.
I walked down the street and to my first job of the day, working as a bariesta in a local coffee shop. Although it was quite popular, the pay was awful even though it was payed the most out of the 2 jobs I had held down, I probably got about $20 in tips a day from that place. I was there by 8 O'clock and started my shift. I was there for 4hours without a break. It was extremely uneventful, with the most annoying thing being the customers. There were some polite people but not many. My shift was finally over and I was getting to the best part of my day.
I have 3 hours before my next shift at my second job. That's when I get to have a little fun and be Spiderman! This is my favourite part of the day. I went into a dark alleyway and climbed up the building, getting changed at the top. I swung over to a higher building and looked over the city, the city that I was protecting. It was my responsibility.
The first 2 hours were mostly grand theft auto and only one armed robbery. There were some people to save from being run over, but otherwise that's all I could do before I landed on the most famous building in New York.
The Avengers Tower. It's where all the Avengers currently lived and Peter was just sitting on top of it. It was peaceful until some people went up to the roof and caught him.
Tony Stark and Steve Rodgers walked up along with a few other people/Avengers. Peter was lost in his gaze looking over at the city and didn't notice the heroic crew interrupt him.
Tony was the first to speak,"Ahem! Whatcha doing on my tower?" He said as if it were a joke. Peter was knocked out of his daze as the Avengers just stared at him. He stood up, a little flustered and replied, "I'm soo sorry, I was just- I was sitting-I mean I'm gonna go!" He attempted to get up, but as he did Black Widow spoke up, "No need, we were meaning to come get you anyways.." Peter was confused by the statement and narrowed his eyes, to reveal confusion on his mask. "Sorry? What?" He replied. "God! We need you on the team, spidey, and thus were gonna go look for you." Tony said to him. Peter cringed at the new found nickname. "Why?" He asked. The Falcon spoke up and said, "cause you got some mad skills that we need." Peter was flustered at their intent on finding him. He suddenly realised how long he'd be up here and went to look at the watch under his sleeve. 3:15. "Crap! I'm already later!" Peter exclaimed. The hero's looked at Spiderman, confused. "I gotta get to my job! Umm... see ya later?" He said and jumped off the side of the building to rush to his last job of the day.
He went to the first building that he previously climbed and left his backpack on top of, to get changed into a faded pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. He cautiously climbed down the building to run to his job, that was downtown. It was the most dangerous part of Queens, but Peter needed the money and couldn't land a good job without a collage degree, which he couldn't afford. He got there at 4 and walked into the crappy and low class resturant.
Waiting for him in the kitchen was his boss.. and he was NOT happy. "You're an hour late, Parker! What the hell am I paying you for to not even show up?!" He shouted. Peter took on the Rath of his boss, and made his way to get his aprin and pencil and notebook. He started a long night of asking people if they wanted the chicken or beef, or that the butternut soup was delicious. He was just hoping that this would be over soon, so that he could get back to his more exciting life. Even though Peter is exhausted, he lives for being Spiderman, but some Tradgedy was ready to face him in the next few hours, if only he knew what was going to happen...
Authors note
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FanfictionPeter Parker aka Spiderman is a busy person in general. He is holding down 2 minimum wage jobs, taking care of his aunt, trying to pay his rent, because after uncle Ben died, Peter is the only one bringing in money. He is trying to get a more stable...