Bang Bang Maxwell's Silver Hammer

Came down on her head

The alarm clock blarred. Peter slammed his fist on the off button, and forced himself out of bed. He shivered as his body hit the cold of the room. He lumbered to the bathroom and forced himself into the shower. "Fuck" he swore in shock, the water was freezing! He jumped out of the shower and tried to raise the heat, nothing! The water was making the entire bathroom cold at this point, so he shut it off and gritted his teeth.

"Well, no shower today. I wonder if the sink is cold to." He muttered as he turned to brush his teeth and dry off. Sure enough, cold as an Alpine spring.

He ran the brush under the water and covered it with toothpaste with his right while he toweled off with his left hand. Done!

He spit out the remaining toothpaste and grabbed a cup to rinse his mouth out. Shit! He'd forgotten how cold the water was! He forced down the icy water and it hit him, the rent strike! That meant the gas was going to be out, no hot breakfast this morning. He kicked open the door and stormed back into his room. Angrily he grabbed clothes at random from his dresser before storming down stairs.

At the Kitchen table sat Uncle Ben and Aunt May, todays issue of the Daily Worker sat on the table between them. On the center of the table was a steaming carafe and the old kerosene camping oven Uncle Ben still kept from the war. They had been deep in conversation, but looked up when Peter walked in.

"How are yo-?" Aunt May started as Peter walked in.

"The hot water got shut off" Peter interrupted angrily.

"Peter, don't interrupt your Aunt!" barked Uncle Ben before returning to his conversation with Aunt May "Damn it! Mrs Perkis needs the hot water, they'll put her in the grave mark my words!" Uncle Ben slammed his fist on the table

Aunt May put a comforting hand on her husband's shoulder and began to but Peter beat her to the punch.

"You thought about, I don't know, paying your damn rent!" Peter yelled, slamming both hands on the table. "I'm going to start my new school without showering, because you two just can't swallow your damn red pride and pay your fucking rent like normal members of society!" Peter grabbed the carafe and ran out onto the street, pulling on his jacket as he went.

Peter was breathing hard as he got to the bus stop. He checked his watch, 6:03 AM. The sun was just rising over the two stories of Queens, and he was sharing the stop with some old friends. He smiled, at least this day wouldn't be all bad.

"Hey Parker, thought we said never to show your face around these parts no more." Yelled Flash Gordon, as he advanced on Peter with his gang.

"Hey, what's up Flash! New jacket, it's so nasty it distracts from your ugly mug." Peter said in greeting to the older boy in the leather jacket.

Flash stopped, raised his arm and grabbed Peter into a half armed embrace!

"Nice one, nerd!" he said giving Peter a friendly punch on the arm "Still as smart as ever, even going to this new school!"

Peter slipped out of the older boy's grip.

"Yea, gotta get the bus to Times Square and then grab a subway to Wall Street."

"Wall Street" Debra, one of Uncle Ben's coworkers, whistled, "Damn our boy is moving on up!"

"Hey, hey. I'm just the same as you guys, I just went to school, more than once a month!" Peter retorted "Speaking of which, you're going to school Flash, what's the occasion?"

"Not what, who!" Piped up Flash's little sister Merry Jane

"Shut up, twerp" Flash muttered

"Felicia" Peter said, knowingly "What's she got you doing this week?"

Flash shoved his hands in his pockets and kicked the ground, like a convict "Ok ya caught me, we're gonna meet for lunch everyday this school year but she made me promise to at least attend class in the morning. She wants me ta get muh edumacation!" Flash affected an Appalachian accent for the last sentence.

Peter snorted "Yea, good luck to her!"

"Damn she must be fine our Flash is going to school for her." Debra hooted

Flash tried to form a retort, but Peter and Debra's bus arrived before he had to. Peter jumped onto before the doors had even finished opening.

"See ya, Flash good luck with Felicity." Peter called out the doors to Flash

"Damn it" Peter muttered, he'd forgotten his student pass!

"Peter Parker?" asked the bus driver

"Y-y-yess" Peter stammered, looking up for the first time, suddenly aware of how cold it was.

"Your folks came on a few stops back, asked me to give you these." Said the old man behind the wheel, he had a wore a large bushy mustache and a friendly smile. In his hands was Peter's student pass!

"Th-th-thanks" Peter stammered as he took the pass and slouched down the bus to the first untaken seat.

"Your welcome, true believer!" the bus driver called

Once he was seated he pulled out on his headphones and walk man and set his Beatles cassette to full blast.

Back in school again Maxwell plays the fool again.

Teacher gets annoyed.