Peter Parker's Family

Grounded

[Peter's POV]

I glared at the wall in front of me, pouting slightly.

Aunt May grounded me ever since she found out I've been going out in the middle of the night, leaving me stranded in my room for 2 months without tv, my phone or my video games and I could only go out for school, dinner and the internship at the tower.

I wasn't really bothered since it would just give me more time to patrol the city however Mr. Stark decided to ground me as well, taking away my suit and my web fluid.

Apparently he thought being shot and stabbed was a big deal and was pissed off because I didn't go to the hospital after I sustained my minor injuries.

So now here I was, glaring at a blue colored wall with nothing to do.

Deciding to do at least something, I decided to try and find my secret stash of comic books.

Walking towards my closet, I opened the door before looking through my pile of dirty clothes.

'Wow, I really need to do my laundry'

As I looked through my pile of dirty laundry, something red and blue peeked out from the side.

Pulling it out, my eyes widened and a bright smile formed on my face.

'My old Spider-Man suit! Wow, I haven't seen this in ages'

The old suit brought back some amazing memories, causing me to let out a sigh as I remembered the good ol days.

That's when an idea popped in my head.

'I'll just wear this! It still looks good as new'

Excitedly, I quickly took off my t-shirt and my jeans before replacing them with my homemade suit.

'It's a bit tight but nothing I can't handle'

Adrenaline pumped in my veins as I attached the spider web fluid to my wrist, shooting out a string web to make sure it worked.

'Thank God I always keep extra web fluid with me'

With a bright smile, I quickly locked the bedroom door before I quietly and slowly opened my bedroom window.

As the warm sun shined in my face, I happily jumped out the window, the sound of the harsh wind being music to my ears, before quickly shooting a string of web towards a building and swinging across.

*Hours Later*

[Peter's POV]

I landed onto a trash can, my nose tingling as the smell of garbage reached my nose.

Quickly, I ran towards my backpack, which I securely webbed to the wall before I began my patrol, before taking out an extra shirt and some grey sweats.

I took off my mask before hurriedly taking off my suit.

I replaced the suit with the extra clothes before stuffing the suit into my backpack and looking up towards my window.

'Crap it's closed! It must've closed by itself when I left'

Taking in a shaky breath, I quickly made my way towards the front of the apartments before making my way up the stairs.

Slowly, I stopped once I was on my floor before fast walking through the hallway.

In a matter of seconds, I was in front of my door however I hesitated as I turned the knob slowly.

Opening the door slowly, I winced as the door made a semi loud creaking noise.

The apartment was eerily silent as I closed the door behind me.

Looking at my watch, I let out a small gasp as I noticed the time.

'It's already midnight!'

Biting the inside of my cheek nervously, I quietly made my way towards my room, thankful we didn't have any squeaky floorboards.

Once I reached my room, I turned the knob ever so slowly before quickly walking in.

I closed the door as quietly as I could before letting out a breath of relief.

'Thank God!'

However my small victory moment was over the moment I heard someone clear their throat.

Gravely, I turned around to be met with a pissed off May, "Hello Mr. Parker. Back so soon?"

I nervously rubbed the back of neck before smiling uneasily, "A-Aunt May! H-Hi!"

"Really Peter, hi? Where were you" Aunt May asked, glaring daggers at me.

Biting my lip harshly, I tried to think of a lie, "I-I was at the towers, with Mr. Stark. H-He called me in, apparently a big emergency. Said I had to go pronto."

Before she could say anything, a figure emerged from the shadows, a scowl evident on his face, "Try again Mr. Parker."

"Holy shit!"