Whump!

"Shoot... Mr.Stark's gonna kill me..."

Peter Parker managed to drag himself out of the dumpster that had conveniently broke his fall, and had obviously hurt. "Five hundred and seventy-six web shooter combinations, and not one of them worked... That makes zero sense..."

A little jingle alerted him to a text that arrived on his phone. It was from, surprisingly, Tony Stark:

'Hey, kid. New task. Call Happy, and he'll brief you. Good luck.'

Peter whooped, crying, "Yes!" and pumping his fist in the air. "It's about time!"

Peter had been Spider-Man for all of nine months, and legitimately nothing had came about a new mission. Well, unless you want to count what happened about a month ago with Adrien Toomes.... But we won't do that.

He frantically pressed buttons on his cell phone, meaning to call Happy Hogan. "Stupid gloves... work, dang it!"

A very tired voice answered the phone. "Kid, what do you want? To be debriefed, or what?"

"Yeah, yeah. What's up?"

"New student at Midtown High: (Y/N)(L/N). Supposedly, the parents of this kid are known Hydra fugitives, unknown to their own child. Observe and report. You got it, Parker?"

His ego deflated, Peter agreed to the mission. Observe and report? That's it? So not fair. He fought Captain America, for the love of God.

Maybe if he could pull this off without a hitch, they'd assign him something harder...

Shoving his phone into his backpack, Spider-Man shot a web and swung away, anxious to start his mission.

A/N:
Hey guys! I'm RunawaySpider, but you can just call me Runaway. I hoped you like this chapter, cause next you meet Peter~

Have fun, Web-Heads!