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Spider-Man had had a long day, and it was only ten o'clock. The Green Goblin of Must-Destroy-All-the-Things had struck and attempted to shut down the better part of the Brooklyn Bridge, with some degree of success, resulting in more work than necessary for Peter and the rescue workers in attendance. Secondly, he'd rolled out of bed at eight and was already late for school, on top of missing a test in his Biochemistry class third period.
And as a cherry on top of the whole debacle of a day, the Hulk had decided to let out his rage on the streets of lower Manhattan. Again..
"Really Hulk! I thought you had this rage monster thing figured out! Smashing bad guys is good, buildings is bad." Peter shouted
, attempting to keep up with the green giant. But naturally, Hulk ignored Peter's commentary and kept smashing.
" The things I do in my free time.." Peter grumbled and shot a web line to the nearest solid roof. He searched the street in vain for any way of slowing Hulk down. Spotting three identically placed lamp posts, he grinned broadly and swung directly onto the first of them.
He webbed a tight line around the base of the lamppost and proceeded to do the same with the others, weaving a well-spun web in his wake. Satisfied that the lines were wound tight, he jumped to the top of the post and yelled.
"You know, green's not a popular color for supervillans this season! How about being a good guy again?" Hulk, upon hearing the shout, turned toward the source of the voice and ran... directly into Spidey's admittedly rushed but well-laid trap. He pushed at the strong binds of the webbing and attempted to break free, to no avail.
" Good luck with that Big Green, you're not going anywhere until you can take a chill pill and free yourself." Spidey quipped, grinning under his mask. He thought back to his schedule for the day, guessing that it was around eleven in the morning. -Calculus.. English.. Crap! I'm missing Spanish! I'll be lucky if she even let's me in the classroom after being this late!-
" Take your time getting out pal! I've got places to be." He yelled while flipping away toward Midtown, praying silently SeƱor Moore wouldn't check the clock.
Unbeknownst to Spider-Man, Nick Fury stood on the other side of a video screen watching the whole fight with great interest. The Hulk was no pushover, and anyone who could stand up to him was well worth being monitored.
" He'll do. Tell Coulson to alert the team."
