Spiderman One-shots!!

Kidnapped

    Hey guys, Jelly here
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     Unwelcoming frigid water pierced Peter's skin, efficiently waking him up. Peter looked around, searching for the source of his now, soaked attire. His eyes stopped on a man standing fairly close to him with a now empty bucket. The man was about six foot one, pretty muscular, and definitely smelled.
The man had smirked at him, "I'm glad you're finally awake. "
"I guess I really did need a nap." Peter laughed. "I don't want to be late for breaking out of here and getting you arrested, so thanks for waking me. " Peter joked.
     The man frowned the moment Peter said the word arrested. He didn't think this kid would have the guts to talk back to him, let alone say anything other than plead for his life.
"What makes you think you can get away from me, little boy?"
"Well, you don't seem to know what you're actually doing, old man." Peter retorted.
     Peter never really knew when to shut his mouth, but he realized he should have when the man pulled out a knife, so, he decided the best way to get out of this was to distract the man. And how he would do that you ask, well by opening his big mouth once again!
"I mean, you didn't even tie my hands correctly and we are close to the street, I mean I can here people outside. I bet I could yell and someone would here me." The man seemed to notice this and he began to internally freak out. Peter continued, even after realizing the man grabbed a knife.
" Man, I was having a great day, too! But, of course my luck had to end." This wasn't a lie, Peter had actually had a pretty amazing day.
     "I actually woke up on time and I wasn't even late to school. Flash, someone you don't know, was absent because of some sort of cold which meant I didn't have to deal with any name calling or being shoved around. I also remembered to pack a lunch, which never happens. Happy, you also don't know him, picked me up after school and we went to my second home, where I messed around with my mentor. Then my friends and I had an awesome prank war, I ended up covered in some glittery goop, but don't worry, I got them back by covering them with glue and feathers. Anyway, after a shower, my friends and I had dinner, which lead to a food war, resulting in another shower. Then we watched a movie about crazy people running around in costumes thinking they were saving the world. After that I decided I should head back home and that's how I ended up meeting you."
     The man looked at Peter in amazement, "Why aren't you screaming?" The man was very perplexed.
     "Dude, I can leave whenever I want!" Peter exclaimed.
     "Not without telling me Stark's codes first" The man said, showing Peter his knife. "I saw you leave his building."
     "So that's why my spidey senses were going off." Peter mumbled to himself. "Sorry, I can't actually tell you that, plus it's past my bed time, so... I should be on my way!" Peter exclaimed happily,
     The man lunged at Peter with the knife, Peter's eyes widened almost comically. He jumped out of the way, the knife only grazing his arm. "Dude, not cool!" Now I actually have to put a bandaid on, my aunt will probably question me!" The man, now done with this kid's rambling, lunged again, stabbing Peter in the stomach. "At least it is easier to hide this stab. I can't hide the scratch on my arms, it's hot and my aunt would be only more suspicious if I wore long sleeves in the middle of summer." The man went to grab Peter's neck, but found himself laying on the ground gasping instead. Peter smiled to himself as he dialed 911. He tied the guy up and walked to the door, he turned around as he reached the door, and said "You should take a shower, your stench just might kill your cell partner."
     Peter continued home, but before he went into the apartment he ducked into an alley. Maybe I should stop going into alleys that's where all the bad stuff happens, he thought to himself. He pulled a first aid kit out of his bag, which he found in the alley where he was knocked out. He slowly lifted up his shirt to reveal his stab wound. He cleaned it out and wrapped it up. He then changed into his spare clothes getting rid of any and all signs of blood. Once finished he went up yo his apartment.
     "Aunt May, I'm home." He called out.
     "Hey, sweety, how was the internship?"
     "Great, we fixed up some robots, I'm off to bed, see you in the morning, good night."
     "Good night, I larb you."
     "I larb you too." Once Peter was in his room he cleaned his wound again, stitched it up, then went to bed. Falling into a peaceful sleep.

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