Peter Parker Imagines

The Case of Spidey

Waiting by your locker, you had your headphones in, but with no music connect but instead connected to a mini microphone. It was the perfect excuse to not have anyone question why you were just waiting by the halls, and people weren't afraid to have conversations near you, as they weren't worried that you would eavesdrop on you. Only if they knew, but you liked it, you liked inventing gadgets and pretending to be a spy, you defended it to yourself by calling it a way to be informed, you could say. Now, no one knew about this, not even Peter, your best friend. And you were supposed to tell him today, and you were willing to, had you not heard something today.

Peter had his locker right next to yours, making it super easy to listen to his and Liz's conversation as they talked. 

"Did you enjoy the party?" She asked, smiling at him while she waited for him to get ready so they could go to decathlon practice. 

"It was a great party, really great, yeah..." Peter replied, trailing off when he saw Liz raise her eyebrows and smirk at him, "what?" "Peter, you were there for, like, two seconds" she told him a little annoyed, yet finding the situation extremely funny, "No I wasn't... it was more than two seconds!" Peter tried to reason hoping to make it seem plausible, and failing miserably. It was so amusing, that you started laughing, causing both of them to notice you and look at you strangely. 

Quickly, you stopped, and pointed at your headphone, mouthing "it's a funny podcast," Peter and Liz smiled at you, nodding their head slowly as they went back to their conversation, right as you calmed down ready to listen. 

"You do realize that you disappeared right before Spiderman came right?" Liz said in a matter-of-fact tone, Peter was at a loss of words as all he said was "Uh..." and went to reason, which unfortunately you didn't hear, as the stupid bell went off, like seriously!

But at least, you're spying had actually produced something to follow up on, something more than just regular high school drama, but something relating to the Friendly Neighborhood Spider Man. So Peter left just as Spider Man came by the party? you thought. I thought that Ned claimed that Peter knew Spider Man? So then why would Peter leave the party before meeting his 'friend' then? On the bright side, you had no homework tonight, and you knew that fellow Spidey here did patrol nightly, at least thats what the news reported. All you needed was one more slip up.

How you were going to get it? It was a long shot, but you had an idea. First, it required a tracker. Luckily for you, you had a free class period still left, where you could make it. You knew Ned had a free period during the same time, and he was a little more savvy when it came to building stuff like trackers and coding them. While you could build the physical tracker, you needed him to make sure it was actually usable. 

"What is this for again Y/N?" Ned asked, as the put the finishing touches. He really should ask these things first before giving all of his help you thought, but didn't think to much of it, as right now it was going your way as Ned doing that had allowed you to think of an excuse. Because if Peter was Spiderman, chances were that Ned knew, and you didn't want Ned alerting Peter now. 

"Uh, it for my bird, yeah. My mom got a new bird, so she asked me to make a tiny tracker that we can keep on the bird? So we knew where she was?" You lied, your voice betraying you and becoming super high as you realized that you didn't think birds wore collars? But Ned didn't think so much as he just handed you the now finished tracker with its 'instructions manual' as Ned liked to call it. It was literally a square sheet that had some code and a url scribbled down, but sure, lets call it an instruction manual.

"Cool thanks Ned!" You waved goodbye, ready to intercept Peter. The idea was that since Spider Man went on patrol right after school ended, and since most students had a backpack, that Spider Man had to drop it somewhere and come pick it up after his patrol. Where if you waited there, you would be able to see Spider Man's identity. 

Right as you exited the classroom, the bell rang, singling the end of classes, so really just great timing. You went back to your locker to grab your remaining books, and found Peter doing the same. Or at least was until Flash and his friends came by, pulling all of Peter's books at the ground. 

"Here, let me help you Peter" you offered, kneeling on the ground, grabbing a stack of books. You carefully put your tracker in between the books, grateful for Flash for once, and handed the books back to Peter. As Peter thanked you, you felt a small amount of guilt come along, as you realized what you were doing to your friend, your best friend. But the plan was already in motion, so no going back now.

You went to a nearby cafe, pulled out your laptop and started looking at the tracker using the 'instruction manual'. You had to admit, Ned did a really good job, and his manual did prevent a headache from coming. 

While the page was loading, you pulled up a site that showed recent superhero sighting, you new that it was known for being very recent, so you waited until Spider Man was seen before looking at the tracker. This way, you could go to were the tracker says Peter was at, and if you found it to be true, then Peter wasn't Spider Man, and you wouldn't investigate further. You were really only interested to see if Peter was Spider Man, not to find out who Spider Man is whoever he is. 

And if you wound the backpack alone in an alleyway, you would wait and hide until Peter came back for it. Because unlike lucky you, Peter actually had homework that night.

After 10 minutes, you got the go signal, well you mean you got the notification saying that Spidey was seen swinging around. Going back to the tracker, you copied the coordinates given into the internet to find the intersection. It turned out that today was your lucky day, as the Peter, or at least his backpack was only a couple blocks away. You quickly left the cafe and went there, ready to find out the truth. 

You were sad but happy to find Peter's backpack in an alley by itself covered in web fluid. There was only one thing to assume from this scene, but still you had to stay and find out. You hid behind a dumpster for a stinky 3 hours (seriously you would need several showers after this) and waited. And waited and waited, until low and behold you heard movement. 

When you peered over the dumpster, you saw Peter without his mask on, in his suit looking for his backpack, which apparently had disappeared without you noticing during those said 3 hours. 

Not knowing though what to do with this new information, you took a picture of Peter discreetly, so that way when you were ready to confront him, you would be able to help him. For now however, the case of Spidey was closed.