It was lunch time. No matter what table I choose, I always get surrounded very quickly by other students. It was a pro and a con of being the most popular kid in school. My friends Peter and Edward were sitting over in their usual spot together.

"So Harry what were you going to do for the last two school periods? I have plans for tomorrow, you'll be there right?"

"I intend to attend class for the last two classes. I'll be there tomorrow, I promise."

"Thank you Harry." Peter was sitting with his superhero friends. It was the only reason I never sat with Peter anymore. He spent more time with them in the beginning, when they first arrived. Then it kind of turned into when I tried to sit with them they were kept away from the table. Tomorrow I was going to try sitting with them.

I was going home from my friends house when I heard a bank's alarm go off. It was right next to me. It was that kid who'd came to school today. I stepped in his way and he noticed me. "Give me those jewels and you can leave peacefully." He nodded.

"Aww. You caught me. Here you go." He handed me the jewels. "Bye! I gotta go!" He ran. I went in to see if the guards were there and they were they grabbed me and put shackles on my wrists. I was surprised.

"I got those stolen jewels from the guy who stole them. I want to return them to you." They sat me roughly in a chair. A few minutes later and the police arrived. They came in and grabbed me and led me to the car as one of them staid behind.

"… These jewels are fake. See if he has the real ones!" They started patting me down. They found no jewels. "Check the footage!" I was sat in the car. "Wait here. Don't go anywhere."

"But sir! I can tell you who took the jewels!"

"Right." They slammed the door… they don't believe me. Damn it! It took a few minutes but the police came out and got in. "So who took them?"

"A guy in a red and black suit." I don't really know his name…

We reached a jail and they dragged me out before leading me to a cell. It took a half hour for them to come back. "Those jewels are fake. Do you have a number of someone who can come pick you up?" I nodded. I still had those shackles on.

I had been rolling on my bed, trying to get comfortable. I was also watching the television. South Park and then Family Guy! Then maybe I'd watch a movie before doing some of my homework. Harry had done his already. He'd also already gone out. Norman said he could, or that's what he told me.

I lived with Harry and Norman because at a very young age my parents died. I was basically part of the Osborn family but I and Norman had a job while Harry did not. Norman wanted Harry to continue Oscorp… I think.

After I did my homework, I had also left. I had gone to get yogurt! I love yogurt! It's one of the things that can calm me down when I go on a… what Peter calls a rampage. Sometimes I get pissed, start throwing things near me and then I put my suit on, it's a suit that is always with me like it lives inside me, and I run around town doing things. Like random things.

I was walking home when I heard my phone go off. "Hello."

"I need your help! I'm being held at Riker's Island and I've been accused of stealing jewels but I didn't take them! I promise! I don't want Dad to hear about this. So please, if you don't mind, come get me!" I nodded.

"I'll come get you." I hung up and called Peter.

"Hey Eddie." Peter said.

"Peter, we have to go rescue Harry. He just called me and told me that he was taken to Rock for stealing jewels and almost getting away with it but he says that he didn't take the jewels and I believe him. Even if I didn't I'd go rescue him, I just wouldn't involve you. Right now he's just being held since the jewels were discovered to be fake. But he doesn't want Norman to hear about it and-"

"Say no more Eddie, I'm on my way."

"Meet me at Jackson Heights."

"That's in Queens right?"

"Right."

"Soon as possible. Bye Pete." I said.

"Soon as possible. Bye Eddie." I headed toward Jackson Heights.

I got there first. I started looking around for Peter, eager to get this plan under way. We need to get this done quick before anyone notices. Lucky for me the only person I have to keep an eye on is Norman Osborn. I spotted Peter and ran up to him. "I already came up with a plan on how to get him out. I've discovered something new I can do." I can open doors with key holes or any type of lock mechanism for that matter just by using my suit. "No longer need keys for anything. We have to go now Peter!" I said and he nodded. We made our way towards the prison.

When we got there Peter took off his costume to talk to the guard and Peter and I went in. We were met by a guard. "What is your business here?"

"Well sir, we came to pick up Harry Osborn, the one who was-"

"-wrongly-" I made sure to put that in there.

"-accused of stealing from a jewelry store."

"Right this way." He led us into the building and we were met with another guard. The one who led us here left after giving an explanation.

"You two don't look old enough to be his guardian or parent. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask you to leave." To leave? Okay time for Plan B. I walked out of sight before activating my suit. I ran down the halls trying to find Harry's cell. I found the next hall full of guards. I walked up to Magneto's cell and ripped it off the hinges. He smiled. I ran to the next cell and ripped that door off, letting Loki out. Finally I ran to the other side and ripped off another door, letting Doctor Octopus out of the cell.

I turned to the guards. I smiled as a fun thought appeared in my head. I got on my hands and feet and started running at them, looking up at them to make sure I hit them. When I got near, I ran faster and ducked my head. The end result was that they were all bowled over. I smashed them to knock them out before going back to where I started from. So… his cell had been there the whole time? Well maybe those bad guys will keep them busy. It's supposed to be anyway.

I put my hands together and started banging on the cell door to get him out. I heard guards coming and used my tentacles to keep them from interfering with my plans. Then I heard someone shout out at me. Harry was trying to urge me on and urge me to stop. He couldn't make up his mind.

"HEY! Stop that! Get him!" I was kicked away from the cell door by Spiderman/Peter. I needed to skip Plan B and go straight to Plan C.

"Hey! Hasn't anyone told you how to take no for an answer?" I growled at him, angrily.

"Ssspiiideeerrrmaaannn!" Peter looked into the cell to see Harry. I made a fist and right when he looked, my fist made contact with him. I used my tentacles to grab hold of the door, ripping it off the wall. I tried to grab Harry and rescue him but I got kicked in the face by Spiderman. I growled, even more angry. I turned on him. Leave me alone!" I ran at him, I grabbed him and stopped running to slam him on the floor before throwing him as hard as possible onto the wall, hissing at him before turning back to the guards. They were beginning to shoot guns at me. I charged at them but again Spiderman stopped me.

We fought all the way out of the hall and into a bathroom. "Eddie! What were you thinking?!" He demanded as I put the suit away. I'd done what I had intended to do in the first place.

"Exactly what I did. I would have shown you what I learned but when I approached the gate keeping Harry in there I was attacked so I just did what I do best. Now we have to go get Harry and run. Come on!" I ran out the door. We ran back to the hall and I grabbed Harry and ran. If Norman could hear about this he'd be so proud! We were cut off by some of the guards. I would have used my suit but I knew a losing battle when I saw one. Sure I'd get revenge but not right now.

"Grab them!" We were grabbed.

"Who can you call to come get you?"

"Parents or guardians, just to make it clear this time." said one of the guards. We have to call Norman. I felt my heart sink. He's going to be angry, pissed, displeased, all of those things and more. Well all you can do is smile through the pain. The guards picked up a phone and dialed Norman's number first. Shit!

"Hello, is this… the Osborn residence? It is? Oh. Well I have some kids here. Two of them gave me your number… You do?" He put his hand between the receiver and looked at the one who seemed to be in charge. "Can he talk to them?" He nodded and he talked into the phone. "One minute please." He motioned them to bring me over. I put on a stiff smile. I am not looking forward to going home. Do we have to do this? I walked over and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Edward?" I gulped. How to do this the most softest way possible?

"Hello… Mr. Osborn…"

"What were you thinking? How could you try to break Harry out of prison? You know they were just holding him."

"I know…"

"You are in deep trouble when I get you home."

"I know…"

"Not only are you in trouble, you are also grounded."

"I'm sorry…"

"Sorry does not cut this type of behavior Edward Osborn."

"I know… I just-"

"I want to speak to Harry now." Oh shit. I looked over at Harry. He was already blushing and looking very uncomfortable. "Did you hear me Edward?"

"… okay." The guard took the phone after a minute and then handed the phone to Harry. Harry looked at nothing but the floor.

(Harry POV)

I stood up, nervous to face my dad. I know I didn't do anything wrong but he would still be disappointed that I didn't tell him where I was going. And the fact that I called in Pete and Eddie to bail me out of trouble. I thought I was in trouble before? Just imagine how bad it'll be now. I walked over to the guard and took the phone.

"Harry?"

"Dad… I'm sorry…" That was all I said as I listened to Dad scold me on the phone.

"Sorry doesn't cut it Harry. What were you doing outside? I thought I told you to do your homework. Not only are you in trouble for leaving without telling me where you were going, but you also dragged Edward into this. You are not only going to be punished but you are also grounded, do you hear me young man?" I blushed as he finished his lecture. When he finished I handed the phone to the guard. The guard finished up the call before looking at Peter. I sat down next to Eddie. The only thoughts going through my head were 'So dead. So dead. So dead. So dead.'

"What is the number you have?"

"Sir, some of the villains escaped while that big purple guy was here." One guard said. I looked over at Eddie. He just gave a stiff smile.

"I'm sure that purple guy had his reasons Parker."

"Shut up Eddie." I looked away and stared at the floor.

"He wants to talk to you." said the phone guard. Peter looked at us.

"It can't be that bad. Go ahead." I said. A real man owns up to his mistakes. That was something my father said once. And then that man makes up for his mistakes. I'm so dead. So dead. So dead. So dead that tomorrow I'll already be buried.

"The sooner it's over the better." Eddie whispered.

"Hello Steve." Pete squeaked, then coughed. "Steve, I-I can explain… Ahhh. I wasss… helping Eddie with his homework." I heard Eddie chuckle and couldn't help but laugh myself, giving a weak smile. He's going to kill me. I'm not supposed to do this type of thing. "It was Deadpool! This is all his fault, I promise, Steve. I would never have gone out if it wasn't for him! I needed to get him to stop so I called Spiderman and he said- … I know Steve… That part was Venom… Yeah. Okay." He gave the phone back before sitting down.

"You're lucky we're letting you go home. We've got a search for the real jewels going on. We didn't find your fingerprints on that fake jewels you had earlier and there seems to be two sets of prints so we'll keep them."

"Thank you so much sir."

"And you are also lucky we aren't going to put this on your records."

"Thank you sir." He's going to kill me. I tried my best to stop repeating that because the more I did, the more nervous I got and harder to not whine it got.

When I looked up from the floor, almost relaxed again, I was nervous all over again. Dad was here. SHIT! I looked at Eddie before looking at the floor again. He doesn't know it's me, he doesn't know it's me- oh, who am I kidding?! He knows!

"Harry, Edward, follow me." He waited and I stood up, putting my hands in my pockets. I stared at the floor as I followed.

"Bye." Peter whispered.

"Bye." I whispered back.

"Bye." Edward whispered. "Good luck."

"Good luck."

"Good luck guys."

"Hurry it up. We have a long drive back to the house." We picked up our pace, we were no longer in a pack. Eddie grimaced when the door slammed shut behind us. Dad said nothing. Not on the way back from the island, and not when we were getting into the limo. Dad sat in his seat and we sat in ours. There was a window separating us from him. No one said a thing.

When we reached the house, Dad got out and we followed his lead. I would love to pass out right now or something to just get away from the coming punishment. When we got inside was when Dad spoke. I cringed, he'd surprised me.

"Who wants to go first shall go to my office and I will be there shortly. The other will wait in the corner." He said that to us before turning away and leaving. I knew something was up when he didn't make us choose right then and there. I looked at Eddie.

"Should I go first or you?"

"What if we don't choose?"

"Are you crazy? You know what happened the last we decided to do that."

"The look on his face was hilarious but… the result? Not so much."

"Don't make a joke out of everything!"

"Why not? Then some things would be depressing and upsetting more than they need to be."

"Me or you?" I wanted to go first, if only to get it over with. Then I won't have fear him anymore.

"I don't know! I would feel bad about choosing me but even worse for choosing you!"

"At least you have morals." I chuckled.

"Use a quarter or dime, a coin." Eddie said. He pulled out a half dollar. "I call tails."

"Then I call heads I guess." He tossed it three times, like we always did, and it landed on heads twice and tails once. I stared at the results. Shit. I took a deep breath before looking at Eddie. "I hope to see you again."

"Yeah." He said, finally downhearted. That's not what I wanted but I mean… I scratched the back of my neck while I headed for Dad's office. When I reached it, I knocked. No answer. I entered and sat down, waiting for him.

When he came in he sat at his desk. I refused to look at him. "Harry how many times do I have to tell you that a real man faces his mistakes? You should have called me instead of Edward and Peter. Your record could have been ruined because of that foolish mistake. Was it you who planned that prison break scene?"

"No sir, that wasn't me! I swear!"

"Harry! Do not interrupt me when I am speaking." I covered my face with my hands. "What happened? You couldn't have stolen those jewels so quietly and those jewels were fake." When I didn't answer he used a much firmer tone. "Harry, what happened? Answer when you are asked a question."

"Dad, all I can tell you is that a man in a red suit stole them. I thought the jewels were real and I was going to return them."

"Can you remember any more about the man?"

"He had black stripes for where his joints were in the costume and black eyes."

"Did you tell the authorities?"

"Yes sir, I did. I told them all I could remember about the man. They seemed to know who I was talking about when I actually did give the description I gave you. You do believe me, don't you?" I asked. I wasn't lying, I wasn't! I would never lie to my dad… most of the time, not when it really mattered.

"You didn't confront him did you Harry? He was carrying some type of weapon?"

"Well yes he had weapons but he didn't use them. I'm not hurt. I promise." Nothing more than a wounded pride."

"Harry come here." Shit.

"Dad!"

"Harry! Now." I opened my mouth but looking up at him, and seeing his expression, I got up and walked over to him. He pulled me across his lap. I cringed.

"Dad, please. Please don't." My only answer was him pulling down my pants. I gulped, preparing myself as much as I could. When the first smack landed, I yelped and jumped, trying to get off his lap. "Dad! Don't please. I'm sorry. I'll own up to my mistake the next time!"

"You said that last time Harry, and yet we're back here again. Had you just called me in the first place, not only would you be in less trouble but Edward and Peter wouldn't be in trouble either. Just because you wanted to be a child and hide from your poor choice."

"I was trying to do something good!"

"You could have gotten hurt Harry. Not only did you involve yourself in something that could have gotten you hurt, or own up to your mistake like a man, you also left the house without my permission. It is a school night, you should have asked to go outside and tell me where you were going." He moved me forward and started smacking my thighs. I yelped as I felt tears form in my eyes. I would ask him about the permission and telling later. If I have to do that, then I'm not exactly a 'man' am I? Of course, unlike Eddie, I keep my sass to myself. I know when it's appropriate and when it's not.

"I'm sorry Daddy, just please stop. It hurts." I sobbed when I got a fierce swat to my backside.

"Next time you'll do better?"

"Yes sir. Yes Daddy."

"Then I believe you've learned your lesson Harry." He pulled my pants back up and sat me on his lap. I hugged him. That was all I did. I hugged, breathing shakily.

"I'm so sorry Dad." I said a few minutes later.

"Now would you get Edward in here and stand in the corner?" I nodded. Do NOT question him right now. I got up and walked out of his office. I rubbed my backside when I got out of his office, trying to ease the pain away before I had to go stand in the corner.

When I reached the room Eddie had been left in I looked at him. He needs to be careful, Dad is not happy. "Eddie. Dad wants to see you now. Also, while he's beating away at you, try not to be a bag of sass at him will you? He will not appreciate it and you will not appreciate the results."

"Me? I'm never..." He couldn't even say it without laughing. "sassy. I'll try Harry. I really will. I agree that I probably won't like the end results." He patted me on the shoulder and I squeezed his.

"Good luck Ed."

"Easy for you to say, you already got it from him." I stood in the corner like I was asked to.