Truth is... I'm a Stark

Woah

As Peter swung above the streets of Queens, he noticed a bike thief cutting a bike away from its chain then beginning to ride it up the sidewalk pushing people out of the way.
"Hey hold this for a sec?" Peter asked the thief once he had jumped in front of him, affectively blocking his path. He webbed the man's chest, sending him into the air. "Hey is this anybody's bike?!" Peter shouted to the crowd, he received no response. "No?"

Well this is just perfect.

What if the bike owner is just inside that store?

But what if the bike doesn't even have an owner?!

What if the bike owner has already left with someone else's bike?!

What if IT IS the 'bike thief's bike??!!

Oh what to do, what to do.

Junior had an idea: "Okay does anybody have a pen?" The teen hero looked around. "Do you have a pen?"

After he found someone to lend him a pen, he quickly scribbled a note, placed it on the bike and swung away. The note red:
'Is this your bike? If not, DON'T steal it.
- SPIDER-MAN'

Peter was pretty proud of coming up with that foolproof idea on the spot like that. The cops would come and take care of the bike thief sooner or later and the bike itself would return to its owner safe and sound; people in the city were totally trustworthy.
...

Oh wait.

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Peter was standing on a roof when a random guy on the ground called up to him, "hey, you're that Spider Guy- from YouTube!"
Peter was excited at the idea of being recognised, "call me Spider-Man," he hollered back, reciprocating the same positive energy the pedestrian and given him.
"Okay Spiderman, do a flip!"
Peter gladly complied, this was around the fifth time someone had asked him that day, but he didn't mind; he loved helping people and making them happy - it was his core motive as Spider-Man. Junior just needed to make sure he didn't get too wrapped up in the glory of super heroism or go way in over his head.

Not after what happened last time...
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A suspicious looking man was trying to open a car, he looked as if he was stealing. Junior jumped onto the roof of the car, startling the man.

He threw a web over the man's face and slammed it into the car. "Hey buddy! You shouldn't steal cars it's bad."

"It's my car dumb *ss!" The guy shouted at Peter before the car's alarm went off.
The people in the surrounding flats came out to complain.

"Hey shut up!" One woman yelled from her window.

"I was just trying..." Junior tried to explain himself but was cut off.

"You can tell him this was my car."

Oh God, I messed up.

"I work at night."

I'm sorry.

"This is not your car, it's his car!"

Defend yourself Peter, uhh umm.

"But - but he was - he was..." he began to protest but trailed of at the end.

Nice work Stark. This is so embarrassing.

"Every day with that damn alarm."

Sorry sorry sorry sorry.

"Don't make me come down there you punk."

Hey do I know that old guy?

"Hey Gary how you doing?" An older woman called out to her neighbour.

Gary, I thought his name was Stan?!
Unless...

Nah.

"Hey Marjorie how's your mother?" The familiar man replied with a smile.

After giving an awkward apology to the 'car thief' Junior quickly swung away.
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Whooping with delight, Peter swung, performing flips and tricks just for the fun of it.
"Mmph," he groaned as he smacked, face-first, into a wall. "I'm okay!" The hero assured no one in particular before continuing to swing above buildings.

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Peter sat on the edge of a building, absentmindedly kicking his legs of the ledge, his mask rolled up half of his face, with a sandwich in one hand and his phone in another. The sky was a faded ombré of milky pinks, blues and yellows; a telltale sign of the oncoming night. But the teen didn't need to worry about anyone becoming suspicious of what he was doing on a random roof, this late in the evening; the team was on a mission, his mum was on a business trip so he was staying with May who was working a late shift at the hospital that day.

"Hey future me! Here's today's report: I stopped a bike theft, I couldn't find the owner so I left a note. I helped a lost Dominican lady, she was really nice and bought me a churro," the smile on his face slowly morphed into a frown, "I just feel what could I be...doing more y'know. Like, it's been a while since... since Uncle Ben... And I've gotten better - I'm not as stupid as I was. I'll still stay and the ground and everything but I can still do better. Dad, Aunt Nat and Wanda fight evil robots and save thousand if lives. And here I am doing flips and helping old ladies cross the street like some over-glorified Boy Scout. And they say Uncle Steve is lame...wait, ugh I wasn't meant to remind myself of that. Suit lady stop recording please," Peter sighed.
"Why did I bring up the not-car-thief...and the churro," he scolded himself.

"You seem upset Junior," the AI replied voice sounding as concerned as a computer could be.

"I'm fine-" he cut himself off. Four men with large guns were entering a nearby store.

"Finally, something good," he muttered. His eyes blinked owlishly under his mask when he realised what he just said, "um I mean bad, very very bad," he rushed to correct himself.

As he swung closer he noticed that their guns were...glowing?

Woah.