No Chimney? Whaaa??

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- One month later -

"Peter, honey? Can I come in?"

A woman twisted the doorknob, fighting a lock Peter had designed. Peter shifted in his bed. Both Niobe and Peter were covered in dirt from a fight the night before.

"No!" Peter said.

He reached down to Niobe who was unconscious on the floor. Peter slapped her arm until the Jedi budged. When their eyes met, he held his finger to his lips. Niobe nodded. They had been out all night rescuing people from a fire. They had forgotten his age, his obligated schooling.

"Peter, class starts soon, honey. And you have to take the bus today, my car is in the shop. Remember?"

Peter frantically tried to get out of his Spider-Man costume, while Niobe watched him stumble around.

"Give me second, I'll be out! I'm gonna get the door! Just give me a second," Peter said

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"Give me second, I'll be out! I'm gonna get the door! Just give me a second," Peter said.

He shoved Niobe towards the closet.

"Peter, please just let me in, alright?"

Peter climbed about in his room, moving among the walls and ceiling.

"I'm...trying to get...!" Peter said.

Niobe squinted in confusion at his antics but buried herself among the clothes in his closet as asked.

"You have a final today, are you ready?" The woman said.

"Yes! Just give me a...!"

Peter dropped his boot and the shoe landed on the switch for the automatic lock on his door, which accidentally unlocks the door, Peter drops down onto his bed and pulls the covers on himself.

"Whoa! Don't come in! Stay outside! I'm so naked!" Peter said.

"Peter! For goodness sake!"

As Aunt May is about to enter Peter noticed his Spider-Man boot on the floor and quickly shoots out a web to grab it and pulled it under the bed covers.

"You'll be late again..." she said.

Aunt May noticed Peter lying in bed under the covers with only his face showing which is covered in dirt.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just...I'm very naked right now," Peter said.

"What happened to your face, it's filthy?" She asked.

"It is?" He asked.

"Yes," she said.

She reached to clean away the dirt. He pushed her hand away with a light touch.

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