Peter Parker loved the weekends. He could relax, maybe help Aunt May around the house a little, and, of course, kick some supervillain butt.

He had been up maybe an hour when he had seen the newscast on channel five. He was with Aunt May, eating some cold cereal in the kitchen. On the television was Electro, trying to seem all-powerful while robbing a bank.

"What a terrible man." Aunt May said, shaking her head in disapproval.

"Aunt May, I'll be right back, okay?"

"I hope your not going to that bank, Peter." She said, taking a break from her Honey Nut Cheerios.

Peter threw on his jacket and started to go up the stairs, getting his automatic camera and his costume.
"Jonah will pay me a lot for shots of this, Aunt May." He said once he came back down.

"Just be careful, Peter."

He gave he a kiss on the cheek. "You know I always am."

Spider-Man was darting to the scene of the robbery in no time, his camera in its usual spot on his belt. The bank was about twenty minutes by car, but maybe five or ten by web line.

Electro had bags of money at his feet inside the bank. He had a dozen people inside with him, weeping on the ground with their hands over their heads. A hostage situation would be perfect. He knew the NYPD wouldn't dare risk the lives of these people.

Spider-Man crashed through a window, feet first, and landed in the top left corner of the bank. He placed his automatic camera on the ceiling. The place was a mess, with scattered papers and broken computers, and the bunch of people lying on the floor, and the broken desks.

"Electro, you predictable idiot, how've ya been?"

"You!" he staggered backwards, keeping the loot in sight.

"I take that as a, "I'm fine, Spidey! How are you today?". Jeeze, do you supervillains

have to be so rude?"
Electro sent a ball of electric power his way, and Spider-Man merely jumped to the side.

"You're aim is way off, Electro. Have you been practicing lately?"

He ignored him and shot another one at him, and this time all Spidey had to do was duck.

Spider-Man jumped up as soon as it passed him and did a spinning-kick right to Electro's face. He went tumbling backwards and crashed into a desk.

"You better get some rest. You'll need at least eighteen hours of beauty sleep to get rid of that bruise."

"I'm just getting warmed up, Spider-Creep." Electro said, getting up and wiping his face.

"Now, I know I've told you a zillion times, but that mask looks like a starfish eating your face."

Electro roared, sending bolts of lighting in his direction. Spider-Man jumped up and did a split in mid air to avoid the first, then landed and quickly did a cartwheel to the left, almost stepping on one of the hostages.

I gotta get him outta here before he actually hurts someone! Spider-Man figured. He sent a glob of webbing into Electro's eyes, and that was enough to make him so humiliated that he wanted to rip the webslinger in two.

Spider-Man was dodging Electro's bolts of lighting as he sprinted up the side of a building. The police took this cue to rush in and get the hostages the hell out of there.

Another bolt just missed his head by a few inches.

"This is fun, wallcrawler!" He crackled. "I think I'll run you around the city all day."

Spider-Man leaped from one building to another, trying to confuse Electro.

"Isn't that kind of repetitious? I mean, come on. All day? Dont'cha have somewhere to be?"

"You'll know the second I'm through with you, webhead!" Electro screamed, frantically trying to fry the spider. "'Cause you'll be dead."

"See? I love your flawless logic. I think you'd make a great president. With your nonsense you'd run the entire country to the deepest corner of hell, and without stopping for any directions!"

Spider-Man shut his mouth after lighting bolt barely missed his hand. He could feel some of the shock through the architecture of the building. While Spidey was distracted with that bolt of lighting, Electro got smart and sent almost a spray onto the roof, where the wallcrawler would be by the time the spray got there. Spider-Man had never really been electrocuted by Electro before. He shook for a few seconds, then fell to his knees.

He looked at Electro confusingly. He didn't remember him smart, or strong.

"I've been gone a while. I've been charging up, especially for you. I'm gonna teach you a lesson you ain't never gonna forget."

"Yep. Sure. Is this supposed to be one of those things I'll remember when I'm dead?"

Electro gave a smile.

He put his hand up, ready to strike.

To Spider-Man, it is situations like these that make being annoying really useful.