It was a relatively normal day for Peter- or, as most people call him- the one and only spiderman. He was just saving the city in his half-spiderman half-sweatpants outfit, you know, like a totally good superhero who definitely is serious about his job, totally. He had just stopped a train from running over a children’s hospital (I don’t know how this keeps happening) and was now resting, sitting on the edge of the hospital’s building, eating a burger like an animal, although, he wouldn’t admit to it. Then, something caught his attention…

…Was that.. was that somebody swinging around the city? Building to building? With webs? Like.. like him?

Nah, no way, just gonna ignore it. Just some random, stunt person, just ignore it…

Spoiler alert, yeah, he didn’t ignore it. He immediately went swinging after that person (after finishing his burger, of course), and caught up to them, sitting on the edge of a building, just like he would.

“Hey, uh, person, I couldn’t help but notice that little stunt you, uh, did. Totally cool.” He said, still trying to read if they were actually just a stunt doer or an actual spider person, which he was still sceptical about, to be honest.