Recap: The Amazing Spider-Man: The day Peter Parker found his father's briefcase it changed his entire life. Inside he found a formula that led him to Oscorp where he found these strange mutant spiders. One of which bit him transforming his DNA giving him superhuman spider powers. Peter had difficult times ahead of him losing his uncle and trying to figure out what the formula his father had left meant. He quickly learnt having these powers gave him a great responsibility he shouldn't take lightly. Peter hunted for his uncle's killer but in the process found he had a bigger calling helping people with these powers instead of using them for revenge especially after one particular dinner with the Stacy family after being asked over for dinner by the girl of his dreams: Gwen Stacy. She became his biggest confidant, the one person he could confide everything to, and she helped him stop his awful creation. Peter gave the formula his father left behind for him to Dr. Curtis Connors.
Once Connors got ahold of the formula things went wrong when his boss breathing down his neck for results. So, without waiting for a proper testing period he used the early developed formula on himself transforming into the Lizard who wanted to turn everyone like him. He wanted to create a world without weakness something he thought he was doing by using a machine to disperse the toxin across the city. Peter, the police, and Gwen all came against him to stop him. Gwen's father tried to stand against him but failed only managing to give Peter enough to switch the toxin with the antidote Gwen created for him and all lizards like him. Once the Lizard was destroyed Peter ran to Captain Stacy's side only to watch him slip away. Before he passed away Captain Stacy had only a few things to say. He wanted to say that he was wrong about Peter, that the city needed him, and that he wanted Peter to leave Gwen out of it because the people closet to Peter would get hurt if anyone found out who Spider-Man was. So, Peter tried to stay away from Gwen, he missed her father's funeral because of it. When she asked him about it she realized her father must have had a hand in sending Peter away from her.
Recap: The Amazing Spider-Man 2: Afterwards Peter had said that making promises you couldn't keep were the best kind he returned to Gwen's side to be with her leaving her fate in her own hands. Gwen choose to be by Peter's side no matter what kind of danger was brought upon her because of it. She wanted to be with him and it was wrong to deny those feelings. Peter continued to save the city as he and Gwen grew ever closer. An accident occurred giving a man named Maxwell Dillon power over electricity. Gwen found out at Oscorp he was causing power surges all over New York not that anyone knew that, instead Oscorp was looking into figuring out how to stop them.
Electro as he dubbed himself used his powers to attack the Stacy family in retaliation against the late Captain George Stacy. Spider-Man stopped him at every turn, saving Simon at school, Gwen at Oscorp, and finally the city at a power plant. Peter used a plan concocted by both himself and Gwen to stop Electro from finally destroying them all. But it wasn't everything Peter and Gwen struggled through. Peter found out after Gwen ran a few tests on his DNA that his father tailored his spider formula to Peter's DNA making sure that his powers were no accident. These gifts, these powers, and all the incredible things he can do were because his father planned for it. The only question Peter didn't have an answer for was why? Why did his father make a formula tailored to his DNA that was supposed to be for curing and regrowing limbs?
Summary: The Amazing Spider-Man 3: Graduation and summer have come and passed. Now Peter still has those same questions, he's struggling to answer them. He's dealing with work, Spider-Man, his aunt, his apartment now, and most importantly his girlfriend. Things take an unexpected turn when a new enemy comes to the city threatening to tear Peter's world apart at the very seams. This villain will stop at nothing to see his plans through just as he has before. Peter discovers this villain's link to his parents and what that means for him. The worst of it all is his nightmares are only beginning. What happens when the people he cares for most are in danger? When their lives are threatened? What happens if he can't save them? And what happens if they pay the ultimate price?
Guess you'll just have to read and find out.
One
Peter Parker woke up not to his alarm clock, not to his aunt, not to his beautiful girlfriend, but to the sun shining too brightly through the window with no curtain to keep the bright light out. He really needed to get on that. The window needed a curtain and several other things in the small old apartment. At the beginning of August Peter moved out of his Aunt's house into a small rundown neighborhood in New York and into a small rundown apartment building in it. It wasn't much of an apartment but it belonged to him and that was enough. He had enough privacy through his window which was now letting all the morning sunlight in to come and go as he pleased through his own fire escape. Which was good considering the fact that in his spare time he put on bright red and blue spandex and went out to help the police and the city in any way he could. Most people would recognize him as Spider-Man.
It was important that no one knew where Spider-Man laid his head down at night or who he spent most of his free time when he wasn't out protecting the city with because they would be in a lot of danger. And he also had a feeling that a certain late police captain would come back to haunt him should anything happen to said person. Just thinking about what happened almost a year ago now was enough to make him shudder. He remembered watching the life go out of his girlfriend's father's eyes knowing there was nothing he could do to stop it or save him. In the end the captain had asked for one thing and one thing only: to stay away from Gwen. Peter didn't think it was because the Captain didn't like him or thought he wasn't good enough for his daughter anymore or that he needed some kind of mental examination but because the life he was choosing to lead would put Gwen in harm's way. More than anyone should ever be. Peter had agreed wanting to give a dying man his last wish and peace of mind as he went to the next life but afterward Peter realized how much the captain had been asking him to give up.
Peter quickly realized how much pain he was going to put both himself and Gwen through. Gwen more than himself in a way because she hadn't just lost a father, she lost both of them in one swift move, they were just gone. He saw the sadness lurking in her eyes all the time. Even when she tried so hard to make everything seem normal to her and her family, it wasn't. Something they had all revolved around was gone. A part of them was gone. He had seen the pain in her eyes at the funeral that day when she took a look up into the sky for the one person she thought she could count on, the one person who could take away some of the pain, and the utter disappointment when she didn't find him watching over her because he had chosen to hide like coward. He hadn't know what to say to her. He hadn't figured out how to explain he could never see her again because it was for her protection. Because every single time he said it to himself it sounded like a pathetic and lame excuse for something else. Peter hadn't been concerned for her safety before when he told her or when he asked her to run to Oscorp to make an antidote, he just trusted her.
Peter rolled his eyes thinking he was an idiot for considering that for one moment she would ever believe what he was saying when he told her he couldn't be with her anymore was actually coming from him. He should've known that she would see through him and see it was her father saying it. Peter also should never have even bothered with trying to break it off with her. It caused both of them completely unnecessary pain and suffering on top of what they were already going through. Peter should have known he would never be able to last in staying away from her. Not now. Not once he knew what it felt like to hold her close, what it felt like to kiss her, and what it was like being with her. Peter had a taste. Before when he could just watch from afar it wasn't so bad because he didn't know what any of that was like. All he could do was wonder but now he didn't have to wonder. He knew. That was far too much. Whenever he was hurt he wanted to knock on her window but he knew he couldn't. He had to stay away. He wanted her to patch him up and call him Bugboy. He had to stay away. It killed him to be so close to her all the time in school and know where she lived, be able to see her through the window if he swung by just right each night just to assure himself she was still breathing even if he had seen her only hours before. It wasn't enough. It was never going to be enough. So, instead of keeping his promise to a dying man he took the promise with both hands and threw it as far as away as he could.
"But those are the best kind." He had whispered to her during class.
The teacher had practically given him the greatest set up in the world to tell her that he wanted to apologize for being such an idiot. For making a promise without her. For hurting her. And most of all for not being there when she needed him the most. He knew she had needed him there at that funeral even if it was to just be her tissue, that would've been enough. But instead he had been trying to abide by a promise he made which in turn broke her heart something he had never wanted to do.
Peter remembered the rush of excitement that ran through him when she took him back. He honestly hadn't known what to expect that night when he landed on her fire escape with his heart in his hand and his stomach twisted into knots. He wasn't sure if she was going throw him out the window for being such a jerk to her or if she would throw herself into his arms with joy. Peter was pretty sure going into the situation it was going to be more of the former than the latter just because he had been a jerk. What kind of boyfriend doesn't show up to his girlfriend's father's funeral? That screams jerk if nothing else. Instead she just calmly wanted to know if he would bale on her again but he promised he wouldn't be going anywhere, that he was leaving this decision in her hands. Peter wouldn't choose for her again, she would choose for herself. She was free to walk away at any time because she was terrified of losing her life.
As Peter rolled over in his bed pulling the pillow over his head to block out the light he mused that they were both far more scared of losing each other than losing than own lives. To be honest Peter knew if it ever came down to it he would lay his own life down before he would let her lose hers. But the problem probably was going to be both of them were more than happy to die for the other as long as they other doesn't die. Trying to figure out how that would work in any situation always gave him a headache so he tried not to think about it and just hoped against all odds they would never find an answer.
As for his new apartment it wasn't very much and he had only been living in it for a month as September just started and today was the first day of classes for him at Empire State University. He knew he would probably had to get up soon anyway to get ready for his day but he wanted to enjoy sleeping as long as he could. His apartment had been something he had been working on non-stop for the last month trying to make sure as much of it was fixed before school started back up and he would have even less free time. So, in the last month he had painted, he fixed the light in the kitchen, the front door squeak, the bedroom door, the windows, among others, but most of all fixed everything in the bathroom because everything had been leaking which almost flooded the apartment. Something that had been a source of amusement for his girlfriend. Something he did not find funny in the slightest.
It had been a warm summer day in early August when everything that could go wrong which went completely wrong just because it could. He had been trying to find a leak in the bathroom which had become a mystery leak in the last week he lived here because that's how long it had been bothering him. He could not seem to find the source or what it was coming from. Was it the tub? Was it the toilet? Was it the sink? He had no idea.
So, in an attempt to find the leak he found himself underneath the sink in his bathroom with a flashlight going over everything with a fine tooth comb in order to find the leak which was annoying him more and more by the second because it was constantly letting water into his bathroom floor. In the middle of examining every inch of the sink he heard his front door open and close. He heard the light footsteps of his girlfriend as she walked into his apartment looking for him, a moment later he heard her call out for her boyfriend to give his location.
"Peter?" She called. "Are you home?"
"Bathroom!" Peter called back.
"Any particular reason you're under the sink?" She asked giving him a once over. The small apartment had no AC instead he had box window fans and all the windows open trying to cool it off. It worked to a certain extent and then it was still hot so he was without a shirt at the moment. "Half naked with your wrench?"
"Oh, you know I'm just relaxing with my wrench." Peter said teasingly. "I thought this would be a good place to just hang out. Besides its slightly cooler down here by a degree or so."
"Oh, okay." Gwen agreed sarcastically. "Just thought I should ask. So, I have another question; should I be jealous of the wrench you're relaxing with? Or should I just get a therapist on the phone now to save some time?"
"Should have gotten a therapist on the phone when I told you I was Spider-Man." Peter said.
"Good point." Gwen agreed siting down on the toilet.
"Should get one for yourself too since you never bothered to question the whole Spider-Man thing, instead you just went along with it." Peter teased grinning at her. "I think you're just as crazy as I am."
"Oh, I know I am." Gwen grinned. "I already have an appointment set up for Tuesday."
"Okay, good." Peter smiled looking back at the sink. "Ow."
Gwen raised her eyebrows at him and held her hands up as if to say that she didn't do it. Peter rolled his eyes in response to her action before returning his attention to the task at hand. He wanted to find the leak. He didn't want to put up with a wet bathroom floor anymore or else it was really going to drive him crazy. There was a really good chance he might tear the whole bathroom down and just start over.
"So, what are you really doing under the sink with your wrench that you're not using to fix anything?" Gwen asked curiously.
"There is some kind of leak in this bathroom." Peter stated plainly. "I trying to find it. I have my wrench because I just want to fix the annoying leak the moment I find it because it's been irritating me for the last week and I've had it."
"Can't find where it started?" Gwen asked.
Peter nodded looking over the old rusty pipes. Most of them needed to be replaced anyway. This apartment was practically falling down around him. Not that it was surprising the landlord was terrible at fixing anything. The day he moved in he saw a plumber leaving the landlord's apartment, it explained so much about why it was in the shape it was in. The man couldn't change a light bulb. So, Peter was glad for all the times he had paid attention to his uncle when he was fixing things around the house because all of that training was coming in handy trying to make the apartment habitable.
"No, and it's been bugging me all week." Peter grumbled. "If I can't find this leak I'm going to tighten everything in the bathroom to try and get rid of it."
"Going nuclear on your bathroom, I see." Gwen teased. "Nice to see you're keeping yourself busy."
"More like I'm going to go insane without a resolution to this problem." Peter shook his head. He was still examining underneath the sink to find the leak.
"Uh, Peter do you realize that the floor is wet?" Gwen asked softly. "Over here."
"Are you kidding me?" Peter looked over at his girlfriend. She was pointing to a puddle on the floor in the middle of the bathroom. "I swear someone must be doing this to me as some kind of sick joke." For a moment Peter stopped and eyed his girlfriend carefully. "You're not behind all of this, are you?"
"I can't believe you would accuse me of such trickery!" Gwen teased.
"I don't hear a denial though." Peter pointed out. "And of course I would accuse you of such trickery, that's just the kind of person you are. I know, because its one of the many reasons I love you so much."
"I didn't do this to you, Bugboy. I promise." Gwen smiled warmly. "But I'm more than happy to try and help you find the actual leak."
"I'm pretty sure its coming from the sink and by pretty sure I mean I have absolutely no clue." Peter shrugged. "I'm going to go with plan B. Just tighten everything until my floor is no longer getting wet. Let's see how well that works out for me."
Gwen raised an eyebrow as she sat back to watch her boyfriend as he picked up the wrench in his hand, hefting the weight in his hand for a moment before he brought it underneath the sink. She watched as he carefully began tightening anything that seemed loose or anything he thought might tighten more than it already was. Every once and a while the pipes could be heard groaning under the pressure because Peter could tighten it past the point it should be because of his strength. She watched quietly as Peter worked under the sink without any comments. Peter periodically bit his lip as he worked. Everything seemed to be going so smoothly right up until something slipped and the pipe burst. Once the pipe burst it doused Peter completely from head to toe in water. Peter spat water out holding his hands protectively over his head his limbs flailing as he tried to get away from the spraying water. Peter shook his head back and forth splashing water droplets all across the bathroom as he pushed himself out from underneath the sink to where his girlfriend was looking at him with wide eyes. For a moment Peter just sat up his torso soaked with water looking at his girlfriend who looked so surprised which quickly wore off. Instead Gwen began laughing.
"It's not funny." Peter shook his head. "That was awful."
Gwen continued laughing at her boyfriend while Peter returned his attention to the sink which was still spraying water across the bathroom. And he had thought a small leak was a problem. This was quickly escalating into a much larger problem. If it wouldn't be so suspicious he would just toss the sink out the window along with the tub and the toilet so he could just start over without anything in the way. However, Peter thought people might not understand how an ordinary man could heave all the bathroom appliances through the window by himself when it normally would take a few men to move them. Instead he settled for grumbling at the sink spraying water making his life all that much harder by soaking the universe on him. He picked up the wrench he had dropped on the floor to try and shield himself from the water.
Peter quickly tried to tighten whatever it was he had loosened which caused the small tsunami in his bathroom. Once it was tightened Peter found there was a good inch of water on the floor of his bathroom expanding on the small puddle that had been there before. Somehow the small puddle of water didn't seem like such a problem now considering the amount of water he has now. At least, with the small puddle all he had to do was grab a towel to mop it up. Now, he might need a raft of some kind just to get to the door. And to top it all off not only had he not found the leak he had been looking for in the first place but his girlfriend seemed very amused by everything that had just transpired in his bathroom. She was sitting on the toilet laughing wholeheartedly at her boyfriend. Peter frowned at his girlfriend quirking his lips at her as he waited patiently for her to stop laughing at him.
"Are you done?" Peter asked patiently.
"Not a chance." Gwen laughed again.
Peter shook his head looking down at his wet chest and then over to his girlfriend. Peter folded his arms across his chest before he placed the wrench on the ground. He turned back to his girlfriend with a grin spreading across his face widely.
"Want a hug?" Peter asked teasingly.
"No," Gwen shook her head. "No!"
Peter followed his girlfriend out of the bathroom into the rest of the apartment with his arms open and waiting to hug her tightly. Gwen moved to the other side of his small apartment trying to keep away from him. She was holding both of her hands out to him to keep him back but he just stopped on his own with an amused smile playing on his lips. She wouldn't be able to get away from him. Peter smiled warmly at his girlfriend. She smiled back like she had something up her sleeve as well.
"You're trapped. What are you smiling about?" Peter raised an eyebrow at her.
"I just have to stay away from you long enough for you to dry off." Gwen grinned. "The air will do what you won't. And if you try to get wet again I'll be free to leave."
"What makes you so sure I won't catch you before?" Peter asked. He edged a little closer to Gwen but she noticed and began to edge away as well. She gave a small shake of her head with a small shrug of her shoulders as she smiled at him. "You think you can get away from me? I'm Spider-Man."
"I'm so scared, Bugboy." Gwen teased. "You're not wearing your web-shooters. So, what are you going to do crawl on the walls or the ceiling?"
Peter shook his head briefly for a moment before he went to lunge at his girlfriend who moved out of the way towards the front door to the apartment. Instead of going after her he grabbed his backpack sitting on the floor pulling out one of his web-shooters. He quickly snapped a web blocking doorknob on the front door. Then he webbed his girlfriend pulling her to him with a retract of his webbing. Gwen crashed into his torso with a smile on her face despite the fact that she was getting soaked by her boyfriend. Peter wrapped his arms around her tightly locking her body to his so she wouldn't be able to escape him. He smiled softly at his girlfriend who seemed so relaxed in his arms. Gwen slipped her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her as well. She pulled him down to her so she could kiss him. For a moment he pulled away teasing her but she just rolled her eyes at him yanking down on his head to kiss him passionately. Peter smiled into the kiss with his girlfriend who he could hear her giggling.
Gwen let her head rest down on his shoulders once they pulled apart. Peter gently let his hand gently stroke up and down her back as they leaned against one another.
"I can't believe you really thought you could get away from me." Peter whispered.
"What makes you so sure I didn't let you catch me?" Gwen asked teasingly. "Maybe I wanted you to catch me."
Peter pulled away so he could look at his girlfriend and not just the top of her head. He was shaking his head with his mouth open to say something but it was at that moment the bathroom decided it would be a good time to explode. The toilet seemed to be doing its best impersonation of a geyser as it sprayed water across his bathroom. Both of them jumped apart at the sound of the lid of the toilet slamming into the top of it. They both looked into the bathroom where the water was quickly raising and seeping into the rest of the apartment to soak everything else. Peter turned to look at Gwen who had started laughing. He couldn't help but wonder if she had finally cracked or was starting to slip on him.
"I think we found your leak." Gwen giggled. "But it seems to have increased exponentially."
"You think?" Peter asked rhetorically.
Peter ran into his bathroom and grabbed the towels from the rack dropping them onto the floor in his bathroom to keep the world from getting completely soaked. He stacked some by the door on the floor to keep the water from escaping into the rest of the apartment. It was bad enough the bathroom was soaked, he didn't need the rest of the apartment to be soaked as well, and he really needed to stop the water. After the towels were on the floor he shut the water off on the toilet. Peter looked around the room for a moment trying to figure out what he wanted to do next while Gwen stood in the doorway looking amused.
"Why is this so funny for you?" Peter asked. "It doesn't seem all that humorous to me. I don't see what the funny part is."
"Sorry," Gwen smiled. "I can't help it. Your bathroom is just cursed, It doesn't like you all that much, I can't help but find it just a little funny that you can't walk away for more than two seconds before something goes horribly wrong. Plus, the look on your face when you saw the toilet was priceless. I was wishing I had your camera or was wondering if I could find it fast enough to get a picture of the face you made."
Gwen couldn't stop teasing him about the whole water geyser thing in the bathroom for the rest of the night because she could. He managed to clean the bathroom and fix the toilet as well as the sink to make sure that wasn't going to leak on him as well. For some reason Gwen found the whole situation rather funny so she continued to mock him about it constantly just because she could. Peter didn't find cleaning the bathroom and fixing it didn't put him in a warm and fuzzy mood but it made his girlfriend rather happy. For the most part everything he needed to fix in the apartment was pretty much done but it had been a long process getting to the finished point.
His relationship with Gwen couldn't possibly be any better. They had fixed everything they needed to with their mini break-up when he made a promise to her dying father. Peter knew he had hurt Gwen by not showing up to her father's funeral but he did his best to put all the pieces back together over the last few months with her. He knew the one year mark was beginning to approach with school starting just like the one year mark for his uncle's death was also beginning to approach. He didn't know how Gwen was going to feel about her father's anniversary but he knew the feeling wasn't going to be on the light side of anything. Just like he knew his feeling about his uncle's wasn't going to be any good either. Peter wanted to do something for her but he wasn't sure what he would do. Aside from those small bumps everything between them was going rather well. Today they both started their classes for college at Empire State University. He supposed most people would be nervous on their first day of school, especially when starting a new school but honestly after everything he's had to face down in the last year suddenly school didn't seem like such a big deal anymore.
Peter chuckled about one thing though, today was different than every other first day of school he had since he started kindergarten when he was little with his aunt and uncle. Every single first day since he started school every year his aunt drove him to school without fail. Whether she was sick or if she had to work or anything, she always drove him to school on his first day of school. He never knew why, but then again he had never bothered to ask. It was one thing the two of them had shared every year when she took him to school. She would ask him if he was excited or nervous or if he even wanted to go back. Then she would change the subject completely so they were debating something else together because it took his mind off of school until they got there. Then she would park the car and when he was little she would walk in with him but as he got older it gradually changed. She would park the car but only get out and hug and kiss him goodbye. Then she would park the car but only hug and kiss him inside so she wouldn't embarrass him because that was never the point. Once he got to high school though she dropped him off with a small kiss on the cheek and a goodbye. He figured she altered each year for him because she didn't bring him to school to embarrass him but to comfort him.
Peter could remember when he first went to school it was the last thing he wanted to do especially without his parents to take him. He remembered that his mother always took him to these monumental things but now she wasn't here to do that. So, his aunt kind of took over to help him out, to protect him. She stepped up for him and it ended up being a tradition for them. He supposed it was strange that this would be the first time in his entire school career that he wasn't being taken by his aunt.
He sighed rolling over in bed his thoughts that had been running away from him kept him from being able to fall back to sleep that morning. So, instead he just gave up trying to fall asleep. He pushed the pillow after from his face almost immediately regretting that decision since the sun was still shining too brightly through the window almost blinding him because his eyes were adjusted to the dark. Peter groaned closing his eyes tightly trying to block out the sunlight but it didn't seem to work very well, the sun insisted on being very irritating this morning. After a few moments his alarm clock began blaring loudly throughout the room making him even more frustrated. He slammed his hand down on the alarm clock hoping to just shut the thing up without smashing it to pieces. Once his hand hit the plastic he heard a small creak making him open one eye to cheek the clock to make sure he hadn't killed it. It was still there but for a moment the numbers on the front flashed almost like they weren't sure whether or not they wanted to continue working or just give out altogether.
Once he was sure his alarm clock wasn't going to have a fit and die on him he sat up in bed thankful he wouldn't have to buy yet another alarm clock. In some ways Peter thought he spent more money trying to replace everything he's accidentally broken in his inability to remember to control his strength. He ran his hand through his hair tiredly, not wanting to actually leave his warm comfortable bed. For the first time in a month his apartment was rather comfortable to be in, it wasn't 100 degrees causing him to sweat where he stood like he had been all month. For once it was actually nice to just be sitting in his apartment aside from the glaring sun streaming in the window to annoy him.
Peter sighed knowing he was going to have to face his day so he may as well just get out of bed and get started on it already. He pushed up from his bed kicking away the last of the covers on him and went to the window. The streets outside were already filled with people trying to get where they needed to be. He could hear horns honking, people screaming, and other normal New York sounds through his open window. It felt like home, like he belonged. Peter sighed knowing how much he loved this city. Somewhere off in the distance as he shut his window tightly and locked it he could hear sirens wailing as fire trucks raced off to help someone out. Peter sighed knowing there was nothing he could do to help at the moment, he tried so hard sometimes to keep Spider-Man to just at night but over the summer the lines ended up very complicated because he had the time during the day to race off and help people. His job revolved around Spider-Man anyway, so if he wasn't out helping people he would've had nothing to do all day. Now, he had school to think about so he was trying to limit himself. Something his girlfriend was positive he could never pull off in a 100 years. Gwen just giggled when he told her what he was planning so he could actually make time for school. She shook her head with a small laugh explaining that any time someone was in trouble and he could help, he would, because that was who he was, and it was never going to change.
He supposed that she was probably right. He would never be able to help himself. He would always try to help people because he could. Peter scoffed as he made sure the lock held in place, he tried helping people before he had the power to make any kind of difference because it was who he was. As far as his girlfriend was concerned at that point he realized he had no argument against her. Instead he opened his mouth like he had a leg to stand on and shut it just as quickly because he realized that she was right.
Peter sighed deeply as he went into the rest of his apartment which wasn't quite as bright as his bedroom and headed for the kitchen because he was starving. His cabinets were filled with food and not pots and pans because to be honest Peter rarely used the stove or the oven in his kitchen to cook. Any home cooked meals in containers in his fridge were from his aunt and from Gwen. His aunt liked sending home meals with him whenever he came over which had to be at least once a week or else Peter was afraid his aunt might think he was dead or something since he doesn't have time to call. Instead he spends time over there once a week and once he's home he finds new meals in his backpack with a set of instructions on how to reheat them. Gwen on the other hand gives the food to him and demands he take it home so she knows that he's eating something relatively healthy instead of just junk food which is what makes up most of the food he has in the apartment. There are few cabinets in his kitchen that don't hold food and those hold what plates he has, glasses, and bowls.
He walked into his kitchen opened the first cabinet to grab a bowl and then he grabbed a spoon along with a box of cereal from the cabinet which he poured into his bowl to get ready for his first day at college,
Later that same day Peter was sitting out in a small courtyard at school his mouth wide with a yawn as he stretched leaning back in his chair a little ways. He had only one class left today and he was actually looking forward to going to this one a little more so than the others he had earlier today. As another yawn slipped through his mouth he felt two hands cover his eyes.
"Bored already, Bugboy?" Gwen whispered softly into his ear. "It's only the first day."
"The first day is always boring to me." Peter shrugged.
He could hear Gwen giggle softly into his ear as she kissed him softly on the cheek before coming around one side of the bench so that she could sit down with him. She dropped her bag down by his next to his feet with a warm smile as she turned to look at him. Peter slipped an arm over her shoulders so he could pull her closer. As always she was wearing a skirt with a blouse, knee high boots, and her famous headband. Peter returned his girlfriend's smile with one of his own as he pulled her closer. He felt absolutely no resistance as he pulled her to him. Instead she just melted into his embrace.
"Well, we have the next class together, will that make it less boring for you?" Gwen asked with a grin.
"Of course," Peter nodded. "But if I do manage to fall asleep anyway feel free to smack me in order to wake me up."
"I always do." Gwen nodded teasingly.
Peter shook his head quirking his jaw at his girlfriend as she teasingly ran her hand through his hair with a grin. Gwen just smiled at her boyfriend fisting her hand in his hair at the nape of his neck to pull him to her so she could kiss him. Peter resisted as a joke for a moment causing her to roll her eyes at him in return. Peter chuckled softly leaning in to kiss his girlfriend gently.
"Hi," she whispered when they pulled away.
"Hi," he whispered back.
"So, what happened today?" Gwen asked softly. She rested her forehead against his. "You're actually on time to school today?"
"Nothing exploded or interrupted my morning causing me to be late." Peter smiled. "Besides, it's the first day. I should try to make a good first impression."
"Since when do you care?" Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Good point," Peter chuckled. "Nothing major happened that required anybody needing Spider-Man's help so I was able to just come right to school today. I heard a couple fire engines this morning but it was someone having a heart attack. I heard it on my make shift police scanner."
"Ah, okay." Gwen nodded in understanding. "Ready to head over to class?"
"It doesn't start for another five minutes." Peter pointed out. "I'm never that early."
"I am." Gwen smiled. "Let's go."
"Do I have a choice?" Peter asked as she got up holding her hand out to him. Gwen thought about it for a moment before she shook her head. "That's what I thought."
Peter took her hand as he got up stooping to grab both of their bags slinging both of them over his shoulder despite his girlfriend trying to take hers from him. Peter gently swatted her hand out of the way insisting that he was more than capable of holding both of the bags by himself, that they weren't too heavy for him.
"Of course," Peter grinned. "I'm sure yours will be soon enough considering the amount of books you'll probably have. I probably won't be able to hold it for you then."
Gwen swatted at her boyfriend's chest as he laughed at her. He caught her shaking her head so in response he kissed her catching her off guard. When he pulled away he grinned widely at his girlfriend whose anger at him dissipated with the kiss. She glared at him like she was mad at him because she was unable to remain mad at him. Peter did his best to keep himself from laughing at the look on her face because he didn't think it was going to help at all.
"You're terrible." Gwen shook her head. "At least I don't keep spandex in mine."
"Now that – my wonderful girlfriend – was a low blow." Peter shook his head. "Where else am I suppose to keep the rest of my spandex if not in my backpack?"
"The closet," Gwen teased.
Peter wrapped an arm around her waist feeling one of her arms wrap around his shoulder blades to hold him close. Gwen only giggled softly as she let her head rest on his shoulder as they walked. Peter reveled in the feel of his girlfriend pressed closely to him as they walked to class together.
Class went relatively smoothly. It was an advanced sort of chemistry they were taking. It was a very independent class as most of the basics should have already been learned by either some class or job like the one Gwen holds at Oscorp. Peter, of course, had the basics for the class because of school but always because he took an interest in the things they were learning about. Because of the nature of the class they were all paired together with Peter and Gwen both paired together because they sat down at a lab station together. Neither of them were fazed by it, it would probably just be an excuse for them to spend even more time together.
Peter never dozed off during the class because they were already moving around putting together a small experiment to showcase what they already knew in their partnerships. Gwen teased him about managing to remain awake but Peter said it was only because he was moving, plus he was afraid of what Gwen was planning to do should he end up falling asleep. He also had to point out that if he made one wrong move they could blow the school up. Something like that was bound to keep a person from falling asleep while they're working with extremely dangerous chemicals. Gwen gave him that one but teased him on the rest. After class the two of them ended up parting ways because she had to get to Oscorp for work and Peter wanted to patrol to try and keep somewhat normal hours. He thought it might also look strange if Spider-Man altogether disappeared during the day whenever school started. Might be a giveaway to how old Spider-Man really is or what he spends his time doing. Instead he wanted to ease into returning to his patrol only at night.
So, Peter changed into his normal spandex lined with latex just in case because he never knew what kind of crazy man he was going to run into next. And headed out into the night as it started to get dark outside over the ever constant city. He brought his camera with him to patrol the streets as the well known Amazing Spider-Man.
A.N. Hope everyone enjoyed chapter one. There's plenty more to come. ;)