What if Peter hadn't gone out after the argument? What if Uncle Ben hadn't died? I believe that the arguing would have continued as Peter would continuously use his powers to improve his life at school.
Peter skated down the dark street with a large grin on his face. He was ecstatic that the formula had worked; would have a new arm in a few months. Furthermore, despite breaking the backboard at school Peter had only received a few hours of community service. It had been completely worth it seeing the dumbfounded look on Flash's face as he was unable to take the ball out of Peter's hand.
Uncle Ben hadn't been pleased though, and Peter knew he was in for it when Aunt May heard. Facing the two of them together was like going into battle with a two headed dragon. Uncle Ben had already given Peter a cruel and unusual punishment by completely embarrassing him in front of Gwen. But Gwen was another reason for Peter's large grin, as Uncle Ben's embarrassment had led to his first conversation with Gwen (if you could call it that).
Suddenly, Peter was jolted from his thoughts by a pothole in the road causing him to do a summersault and have to run after his board as it continued to roll down the street. Picking up the board Peter turned a corner and hopped on it for the last few yards before he was opposite Uncle Ben and Aunt May's house. Uncle Ben was sitting outside on the porch with his arms crossed and a stern expression on his face. He stood up and took a step forward as Peter hopped up the steps to the porch. He failed to register Uncle Ben's facial expression and began to walk past when his phone rang…
'Not so fast' Uncle Ben said sternly, grabbing peter's arm. This forced Peter to step back and look up at his uncle who had refolded his arms, the phone continued to ring.
'Don't answer that, I'm just glad to know its working' Uncle Ben said at a louder volume this time, his anger beginning to show. Peter looked rapidly up and down from his phone to Uncle Ben with confusion. He opened his mouth to protest his confusion but Uncle Ben cut him short by shouting 'You owe your Aunt an apology! Big time! Go on, go in there and take it like a man!' Peter took a large gulp as he looked towards the window where he saw Aunt May pacing, that wasn't a good sign!
Peter walked sheepishly through the door, turning into the living room to meet Aunt May's harsh stare and clenched jaw. 'Peter where have you been its 1 o'clock in the morning!?'
Looking down at the floor peter brushed his hand through his messy brown hair and mumbled 'look im sorry Aunt May I got distracted…'
Uncle Ben interrupted then by shouting 'distracted?!'
'peter you should be ashamed of yourself! I thought you knew better than to let your Aunt walk twelve blocks from the subway station home in the middle of the night!'
Peter continued to stare at the floor while his Uncle ranted about responsibility, only looking up when he mentioned 'your father'.
'look peter you're a lot like your father and that's a good thing, but your father lived by a principle which was if you could do something good for someone you had a moral obligation to do so!'
Tears began to form in Peter's eyes, both of sadness and rage. How dare Uncle Ben imply that Peter had failed his father!
'Alright uncle ben so where is he? Didn't he think it was his moral obligation to be here for me! Instead of leaving me here with his ancient brother'
Peter stepped forward as he continued to shout 'where's my normal family? Where was his moral obligation?'
Uncle Ben stepped forward to meet Peter's gaze. Whilst Peter was taller, Uncle Ben was far stronger which intimidated the scrawny teenager. Peter immediately took a step back and looked down nervously brushing a hand through his untidy hair.
Uncle Ben took another step forward and in a quiet but stern voice said 'room, now' pointing upstairs. Peter ran upstairs taking two steps at a time wiping tears from his eyes, while Aunt May collapsed onto the Sofa and Uncle Ben leaned back against the wall.
hope to make this a story with several chapters :)