Hola! Don't kill me... but I actually wrote this about a year ago (much to my embarrassment). The only reason I didn't publish it earlier was that I wanted to publish a complete story for once, rather than it becoming another abandoned piece, which seems to happen quite a lot with me, unfortunately. However, I have written the first eight chapters, although they are very short. Hope you like it!

"Hey, Spidey! Need a hand?"

Something lands behind me, and I web the nearest guy to the wall before looking over my shoulder to see Iron Man standing a few metres away. Oh my gosh. Iron Man.

I'm just thinking that I'm about to embarrass myself and go all fanboy on him when my spider senses go off, and I drop to the ground as a hail of bullets fly over my head.

Suddenly, an oversized frisbee flies past me and into a second story window.

I hear a scream as it hits someone and bounces back out. I turn around to see Captain America standing at the entrance to the alley, shield in hand.

"Nice of you to join the party!" I say as I leap onto the side of the building and start climbing. When I reach the window, I peer inside.

A man is rolling around on the floor, wailing and holding his bleeding nose.

"I'll take that!" I stick a web to the gun and pull, bringing it to my hand. "And you…" I shoot a web at him, pinning his arm to the floor. "Stay."

"Is that all of them?" I hear someone ask from outside.

With a running start, I throw myself out the window and bounce off a couple of walls before landing at Captain America's feet. "Yep. There was just the five. Thanks, guys." I straighten up and offer my hand to the blonde man, who shakes it warmly.

"Good job son."

"So…"

I turn around, and as I watch, Iron man's mask lifts up to reveal the face of Tony Stark.

"You're the elusive 'Spiderman' that everyone's talking about."

"That's me." I struggle to keep my voice calm, even though I'm resisting the urge to ask him for his autograph.

"Well," he says, his voice conveying no emotion whatsoever. "It's good to finally meet you." He gives me a small smile, and I return it before realising that he can't see my face.

"You too. I mean… I'm so excited… I mean, it's such an honour to meet you, Sir… uh… Iron Man. I mean… Mister Stark?" I feel my face heating up beneath my face.

The man standing in front of me just chuckles. "Relax. And you can call me Tony. We might see you around." He flips down his mask and activates his repulsors, taking off.

A car pulls up at the end of the alley, and Steve attaches his shield to his back. "Well, it was good to meet you Spiderman." He turns to go but pauses. "By the way… you might want to get out of here before the cops arrive."

With that, he jogs over to the car. As he opens the door, I see a glimpse of the driver. Black Widow. Freaking Black Widow! Then they're gone. It's the sound of approaching sirens that draws me back to the present. I punch the air with my fist before firing a web above my head and starting off home. "Best. Day. Ever!"

How was it? Terrible? Average? So-flipping-awesome-that-you-want-to-marry-it?

I apologise if there any errors, feel free to point them out in the comments :)

Next chapter up soon!