It turned out that he didn't have to swing around much. He could see smoke and Iron Man and Falcon flying above some bigger street near the Avengers Tower. He made his way towards them, as they seemed to have some trouble with their foe.
„Hey guys! Need some help?"
He swung into the fight between the Avengers and some robotic ... dogs? Just... bigger.
„Awww, those doggos are sooooo cute! Hate that I have to fight them."
He still started webbing them up. The robots didn't seem to be too intelligent as they just ran up to him head on. Just like normal dogs, they couldn't do more than biting and scratching him. Only some of them could spew fire, but most of it wasn't that bad. Also they didn't have much protection. His webbing got into the robots and destroyed most of them.
„I'm surprised you haven't already defeated them. Even though it's just the five of you."
It was really just Falcon, Iron Man, Hawkeye, Captain America and the Winter Soldier.
And Hawkeye was the one speaking up. He was sitting on the roof to the building Spider-Man was currently climbing up.
„Could you please just shut the f*** UP!"
Spidey was kind of taken back by the visible hatred of the archer, but after looking closer it seemed that none of the heroes liked him. They either avoided him or looked at him disapprovingly.
„Did I do something to make you hate me? It's not like I'm a villain or something, you know?"
As no one answered him he just continued webbing the dogs up and quipping a little less than usual. He then quickly left the scene.
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Spidey was sitting on a rooftop near the cafe he was at with Mr. Wilson and Mr. Barnes. He was pondering over his meeting with the five Avengers.
„Why were they even like this! It's not like I did anything bad, right? It couldn't be that they just had a bad day, Mr. Wilson and Mr. Barnes were so nice when I wasn't in my costume... Did I really do something as Spider-Man? Maybe they read the Bugle? I mean, they only hate Spider-Man, the heroes who show their faces are way better portrayed. Oh man, what even is my live..."
Peter laid back and closed his eyes. He started mumbling again.
"I should've taken one of those doggos as a pet. Maybe there are still some of them lying around. I could just take a look and get one now."
"Or you could just not do that."
Spidey twirled around. His Spidey-Sense didn't warn him, so he thought he was alone. But apparently not. Iron Man was standing behind him. Now that he realized that, his Spidey-Sense did actually ring a bit. But he was so used to it, never being quiet since he lost his home, that he didn't realize. He was probably too lost in thought to realize anything.
He jumped to his feet. He still felt hero-worship overwhelming him besides the fact that he was ignored by Iron Man in their fight and his disapproving tone, when he caught him talking about the robotic dogs.
"Oh my god! You actually came to see me! I am honored. Is it because of our fight just now? Do you want to scold me for helping you or..."
"Could you just STOP talking for ONE moment? Is that so hard for you? You want to know why I'm here? Well, guess what, you are a MENACE! "
"Oh, I knew it.", Spidey whispered. Of course they read the Bugle. Where else would they get that name from. But he wasn't even that sure that no other news station used the name. It was just that the Bugle talked about him the most.
Iron Man just continued talking besides Spidey's reaction.
"You hurt people with your powers thinking that you are doing something good and that people should worship you."
"Well, that hurt. It's not like..."
"You are not.helping.anyone."
After that it was quiet. Nobody said anything. Iron Man had said what he wanted to say (well, at least the most crucial part) and Spider-Man was trying to hold back tears. Not that Iron Man knew. That's what Spidey's mask was for. He tried composing himself to the point that his voice would sound emotionless before speaking.
"You now, I'm still gonna help my people. You Avengers don't have to mind me. I'm just gonna leave you alone and try not to run into you again. You should do the same if you hate me that much. Goodbye, sir."
After that Spidey let himself fall from the building, thwiping a web in the last moment and swinging away from a stunned Iron Man. Tony then shook his head.
"Hmph, he will see what comes from hurting people and ignoring us."
With those last words Tony also made his way home. What he didn't know was that he was the reason a 14 year old boy was now sitting in an abandoned warehouse and crying himself to sleep.
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The adorable Spider-Man (who is misunderstood by everyone)
FanfictionPeter Parker has nothing left. He lost everything he loved. His parents died in a plane crash. His uncle was shot by a mugger he could've stopped. His aunt was killed and erased from this world because of his own incompetence. And to put a cherry on...