Peter was sitting on top of a building in his Spider-Man suit eating a churro. He waited for Mr.Stark to call him and say he had a mission but it never happened. Yet.
Peter was optimistic.
He watched as people go about there life as he ate his food. He wondered what people thought of him. People praised him but he never understand why. He was just doing what felt right.
He always wanted to help people. When he got bite by that radioactive spider it just made his goal easier. He finished his meal and put on his mask.
He decided to go home early since he felt more tired then usual. Hopefully a good night sleep will help with his sleepiness.
He found his backpack that was surrounded by his spider web in a dark alley. He grabbed it and swung out of there fast hoping no one saw him. Well, anyone dangerous. He couldn't deal with anyone right now.
He swung back and forth until he made it to his aunt's apartment. Peter snuck in threw his window and took off his suit. He stuffed it in his backpack and threw it in the corner of his room.
He laid on his bed, grabbing his stuffed bear and fell asleep instantly.
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Spider-Man Oneshots
FanfictionSpider-Man Oneshots for marvel fans. This collection of oneshots I wrote are being edited but the book is completed.
