"Where the hell is he?! Where'd he go?!?"

"Don't stop! Just keep running!"

"Christ, how'd he find us?!"

"It doesn't matter! Quick! Here!"

Three men rushed in to an alleyway, all wearing ski masks. They sat behind a dumpster, panting and gasping for air. They looked around, clearly seeing if they were followed. While they looked down the alley, a masked man in a blue and red suit silently slid down next to them, hanging on a web upside down. He pretended to look around with them. "Phew... I think we lost him, fellas!" Spider-Man said pretending to pant. They all jumped and turned.

"Oh shit!" Said one of them, swinging a fist at him. Spider-Man easily dodged the fist, and spun off the web. He flicked his wrist and a web shot out of the web shooter, and on to a man's face. As he struggled spidey shot a string at the two others, then pulled on the string. Both of them crashed in to each other hard. "Ooohhh... No one wins in a head butt..." Spidey said with a sense of fake sympathy. He went over to the guy who was left, standing in front of him as if it were a western shoot off. "You feelin' lucky, punk?" He asked him in a rough voice, then laughing "sorry, sorry! Couldn't resist!" He pointed his hands like it was a gun, and pretended to shoot. As he did shots of web hit him , sticking him to the wall.

He tied everyone up, left the money hanging from a string as the police pulled up on the scene.
Just another morning for peter Parker... His Saturday morning consisted of doing a quick sweep of the city... Looking at his watch, he groaned a bit. He remembered aunt may telling him that he had lunch plans with the Rogers today!! Peter sighed. He knew he would be late.... 

Spider-man swung through the city, doing flips and twists as he let go to follow the momentum, trying to quickly make it home.