Perhaps it wasn't the best idea. Still probably wasn't the worst. Dressing up in spandex and swinging around New York was a bad idea. Not telling your family was even worse. Getting caught was even worse. Getting caught by Wolverine was the worst.
Not that he could have prevented it. He should have known that Logan would recognize his stench. And the same cocky attitude he boasted when around such a feared mutant. He should have seen it coming. Though hindsight was always fifty fifty.
The sad part was how easy it would have been to slip away, maybe be forgotten. Maybe have a few more weeks of Logan not knowing. But he had to blow it.
Peter Parker and Logan had an interesting relationship. Logan needed money for a bus pass and Peter, being the person he was, gave him enough for the fare. This led to his bus being attacked by another mutant by the name of Sabertooth.
And Ah what a battle that had been. He was sure that Wolverine still owed that taxi driver a new car though...
It had been interesting helping him escape the media before the government got involved. From then on, Logan would pop in on him and his Aunt when he didn't want to deal with some fancy school he taught at. Strange to think of such a short burly Canadian man as an American Private school teacher.
On one of his visits, Peter had noticed that his science project on magnets was sticking to Wolverine. Apparently the adamanium was a very strong metal that traditional refrigerator magnets couldn't resist.
His Aunt did have some nice magnets that were collecting dust after all. It would've been a shame to put them to waste. And if he may have not realized it until he had returned to the school, that was his own problem. He couldn't prove it was Peter. Although he did have quite the clue when Peter slipped one of his Aunt May's homemade ones by mistake. Since then, every visit he had spent at the Parker household, he had a magnet check done.
Aunt May had been more than happy to help. She didn't like when her magnets went missing and didn't seem to have a problem with a mutant in her home.
As it was, Spiderman didn't have to worry about his habit of covering the infamous mutant in magnets until recently. When Wolverine had decided to sleep after an exciting battle against Deadpool and Wolverine and Spiderman took him home, he couldn't help but leave a note.
Without thinking he wrote a quick message and placed it over his eyes, under a magnet he had stuck to the mutant's forehead.
Now however, being in Xavier's school days later, he was really regretting that choice. Who knew someone that short and Canadian could look so angry?
"Why don't you start talking bub?" He grunted. Peter blinked in confusion.
"You feeling okay? You're usually the one telling me to shut up."
Okay, more like fuck off, but the idea was the same.
"Start talking," he growled revealing his claws. Peter audibly gulped.
"Well... You know how teens go through an awkward-"
"Kid. You ain't given me the talk. I doubt that this is puberty. Unless you want to tell me your some kind of alien."
"No... But Ah-"
"Just talk Spiderman."
Peter shut his mouth. Oh this was awkward.
"Talk," Wolverine growled. Peter did talk. He mentioned his Uncle Ben who Logan knew had been killed. The picture was coming together rather quickly for the short, burly, possibly alcoholic, Canadian bounty hunter/teacher guy.
Even odder was the fact he was okay with it. Though perhaps it was revenge. After all, not that he knew he was the friendly neighborhood webslinger, he no longer felt the need to keep him isolated from young mutant's at Xaiver's school. Hell, on more than one occasion he recalled being dragged out for a guy's day, under his Aunt's blessing of course, and thrown into the danger room full of trigger happy little mutants. Needless to say, many magnets were lost, and many costumes were torn from the time the two spent together. It only grew worse when Tony Stark joined in.
But that is another story.