[GARBAGE STORY] Spiderman or Peter?

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'Venom' only comes out at night. I've been in the sewers for a little over a week. I am wanted by shield, and if you know where I am there is a 5,000 dollar reward for my capture. But I still have to save the day from bad guys. Arin found my old suits and canisters so now he has the spidey look. The only thing is the clothes are really baggy on him. So the public knows hey there's another spider. He calls himself Spidey kid. So now I have a side kick. But it'll be pretty okay.

------GWEN POV------------

Peters been missing for nine days now. I haven't slept in six. On the news they are playing footage of a black gooey human thing, and they're saying that's him. I am worried. If that thing is Peter.... I don't even wanna think about it. Peter, I love him so much, I look pass the fact if it wasn't for him my dad would still be kissing me goodnight. He told me along time ago that when he gets scared he hides, in the sewers. It's actually pretty nice. It's near where the water is purified and put back into the ocean. It's huge, and no one goes down there. He has a fridge and a rocking chair down there. It's very dark, but his night vision helps him see. It's the perfect place. I want to tell, but they'll hurt my Petey. Pros and Cons that's the way to go. Pro they'll find Peter. Con Peter will be mad at me. Pro I'll know he's safe. Con he'll be taken away. Pro I want to see him. Con he doesn't want to be seen. Pro-

"Gwen." I hear someone whisper, at first I thought I was going crazy, but I heard it again. "Gwen!" I look at my windowsill. "I have my cloaking suit on, let me in." He whisper shouts. Peters Okay!!! And he doesn't look like a black blobby thing!

"You're alive! And not a black thingy!" I screech.

"How do you know about that?"

"It's all over the news, who cares about that. You're safe!" I say while stretching my arms around him. He smelt, like salt water. Then I realized it wasn't him, it was me I haven't bathed in 3 days.

"This is serious!" He shouts while neglecting my hug, jerk. "The 'blobby' thing is pure evil, and it's been taking over my body, and it's getting worse. I had an out break just a few minutes ago! I can't think straight and- AHHH!!! You need to call the police and tell them my whereabouts. Please, for the sake of New York!" He's begging me, he's so cute.

"Okay." I say slowly. I pick up the phone.

"911 what's your emergency."

"Hello, I know where Spiderman is."

"Sweetie, where are you located?"

"Left 2nd, turn onto Hudson blvd. and right til you see the green house."

"Where is Spiderman?"

"He's in my living room, but he's not black, or blobby. He told me to call you, so he can be safe, and so the city can be safe. He's just sitting on my couch."

"Where are you calling from?"

"My kitchen."

"Can you put him on the phone."

"Here you go Spidey."

----------------PETER POV------------------

"Hello is this Spiderman?" The lady says. I think she's from Jersey.

"Yes." I say with a tremble in my voice. "I'm scared, and I just wanna be in shields security. Before another out break happens."

"Darlin, we're right around the corner from mrs. Stacey's house. Can you hold on."

"Yes." I nod. I look out the window to see 15 police cars, Tony with his suit on, Captain America, and the director of SHIELD. They knock on the door.