Here's another Spider-Man fan-fic.

Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Spider-Fan

Disclaimer: The Prince and the Pauper belongs to Walt Disney, and Spectacular Spider-Man belongs to Sony and Disney, and the characters from that and any other Marvel character I use belongs to Marvel Comics and Stan Lee.


Prince Ben and Peter Parker

Chapter 1: Just Like the King

For many years, England was ruled by a wise and good king, and the people flourished and were very happy. But eventually, the good king became ill and darkness fell over the countryside. As the king grew weaker, his king of the guard, a ruthless and cruel man named Norman Osborn, saw his chance to rob and terrorize the people of England. And worst of all, he did it in the king's name. It seemed that no one could save the kingdom of England from the thieving Captain Osborn and his ruthless henchmen. Until one day several years after the king became ill.

()()()()()

Peter Parker and his dear friend Eddie Brock were talking by their snow cone cart in winter as Peter held up several old twigs.

"Kindling." Peter said. "Fresh kindling, right here. Can't cook dinner without fire… Right?

No one bought a single stick of firewood, and Peter's stomach roared in anguish. He hadn't had a decent meal in months and just barely survived on what he and Eddie shared.

"Man, I'm hungry." Peter said as he rubbed his stomach.

"Snow cones." Eddie said. "Snow cones here. We've got all kinds of flavors. We have plain, lime, and lemon."

No one came here either.

"So Eddie how's business?" Peter asked.

"If no one takes any of this stuff soon, I'm gonna have to eat these myself." Eddie grumbled.

"Well it could be worse." Peter said optimistically. "Come on guys, secret handshake."

Eddie and Peter shook hands, high fived each other, and did an Egyptian style of dancing for a few seconds and put their heads together.

"You always knew how to cheer me up, bro." Eddie said with a smile.

"Trust me." Peter said with a smile as he felt in his heart it was true. "One of these days, we'll be eating just like the king. We'll have lots of turkey and ham and potatoes and corn and-"

"Ice cream, cookies, and pie!" Eddie finished with a smile.

"Fruit tarts and cobblers as piled as high as Eddie." Peter called out.

"Give me a suckling pig to make my belly big." Eddie said with a smile.

"I'm just a little guy." Peter said as he took a spare wheel and held it out. "Give me a pizza pie."

"I'd have a happy place next to the fire place." Eddie said as he knelt by the butcher's.

"I'd like a hat to wear." Peter said as he put a bucket over his head for a laugh.

"And thermal underwear." Eddie said with a gasp as a winter wind rushed by.

Eddie then put an old rag around Peter's neck like a cloak as Peter held up an unsold piece of wood.

It would be appealing,

Just to have the royal feeling.

Doing everything a little bit like a king.

"Like a king!" Eddie called out.

"Like a king!" Peter replied.

"Just a little bit like a king." They both repeated.

I . . . Would love to live just like a king! (Just a little like… Just little bit like…)

Just then, Captain Osborn and his men, who many nicknamed, the Goblins, drove by in a large carriage. As it passed, Peter sighed and knelt beside the castle wall. It couldn't hurt too badly to see inside.

"Hello?" Peter asked as he knocked.

"Who goes there?" A skinny man with light brown hair asked.

"I'd just like to-" Peter began when he saw the man gasp and open the door.

"Come right inside." The man said with an oily manner.

"Wow." Peter said. "Thanks."

Peter had never really had too much experience with the guards, so maybe all his and Eddie's friends just exaggerated.

()()()()()

As the prince left, Jason sighed with relief when Captain Osborn stepped on his foot, and he felt like a lion had stepped on it instead of a slim man.

"What do you think this is, Lieutenant Phillips?" Captain Osborn asked. "An open house?"

"But sir that was the prince." Jason explained.

"Then who's that you twit?!" Captain Osborn snapped as he held Jason up to the window, and he saw the outline of Prince Ben sitting in his class.


Well that was a nice beginning, wouldn't you say?