I am Spider-Man, a superhero in New York.
I am a good neighbor to New Yorkers and a good role model for middle and high school students around the world. I help others. I love fighting thieves and robbers. I prefer to help old ladies cross the street. I was never corrupted.
A while ago, I participated in an academic exchange group organized by the school and went to nearby Pennsylvania. As a result, something big happened in New York while I was away and the Daily Horn sprayed me like crazy, saying I'm a coward and I ran away without a fight, even though I was innocent.
Daily Horn owner J.J. Jameson is a total miser, taking it out of my paycheck and desperately pulverizing me – a good neighbor recognized by New Yorkers, Spider-Man.
I like to stay in the Empire State Building and look out over the whole city. This place is off the beaten path and the cold wind is bleak. I think this is a place reserved by God for me to think about life.
A beautiful, pure and peaceful sanctuary.
Until I met that bastard, a despicable, arrogant fellow.
And he even told me that I was still very young and immature.
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"It's so hot, hot, hot, hot."
Spider-Man took the hot dog (really hot) he just bought in one hand and quickly climbed to the top of the Empire State Building. He really likes this place. Every time he travels as Spider-Man, whether he is happy, lost, melancholy or hesitant, he will come here and look away in silence, his mind will always miraculously calm down. This is his holy place. Few people come here. He also likes to keep good things in a place where he feels comfortable.
Like this hot dog.
The stall next to the Daily Bugle sells the most delicious hot dogs. It's the most accessible and thoughtful place in New York.
"It's so hot *Huff* *Huff* *Huff*!"
The hot dog was mouth-blown to cool it, in an attempt to not burn himself while swallowing. Spider-Man repeats his required daily courses and enjoys this process.
Then, suddenly, he realized that there was an extra person in the building with him and he was surprised. Except for regular sightseeing tours organized by some schools or cleaning workers, it was the first time he had seen a single person come here.
He scratched his head and slowly leaned his body, as he was a little away from him. He felt he should at least go up there and say hello, share his experience of being overwhelmed by heights, showing the sympathy of the good citizen Spider-Man.
Getting closer to the man standing next to the railing, he began to hear the man's murmurs.
"It would be nice if I had brought some water balloons... maybe I enjoy a horse... or just dog piss..." the man muttered these words, thinking about throwing them across the balcony of the building he was in at the moment, to screw him. someone unsuspecting below.
(A/N: From the sentence above, as anyone who has read the original work will realize that I will be changing the story, I don't really like this scene in the original, where Downey just pisses from that height without any concern and J.J. Jameson just slams Spider-Man in an article in his newspaper, and if that happened, Downey would be slammed in the newspaper for sure, along with Spider-Man by Jameson.)
Spider-Man went crazy to hear these murmurs.
And if this man carries out any of his plans, his sanctity of this place is sure to be tarnished by this vile man.
If it is done, the world will no longer be colored, everything will be grey.
Spider-Man was furious just thinking about it, almost losing himself with rage, even thought about kicking this man down, in the name of his beautiful future.
"You, you… how dare you think of that!" Spider-Man was so angry that he couldn't speak properly.
Downey turned his head nonchalantly, tensing his body for battle, just as he turned he saw a clown wearing a red and blue leotard. He immediately recognized who that person would be.
Downey's tense body gradually relaxed in his recognition, he thought he would attract some villain or some weirdo from this universe, to take advantage of his melancholy so that it might disadvantage him at his lowest and most vulnerable point.
"This is the Empire State Building, the famous Empire State Building in New York, the world famous symbol of New York City! How dare you think…" Spider-Man pointed at him tremblingly, this is despair, thinking of his dream being shattered.
Spider-Man wouldn't normally act like that, even more so for random phrases from a stranger's thoughts, only he could sense this man's seriousness in his seemingly casual phrases, as if at any moment he could just unzip his pants and piss in the open air.
(A/N: Reference to the original work.)
"I know this is the Empire State Building, I'm not blind."
Downey was expressionless, looking up and down the rookie hero, focusing on Spider-Man's thin figure, finally smiled proudly as if he had noticed something, showing a disdainful expression: "You don't have to be angry just because you can't satiate a woman. Even more with their size, there are other ways to satiate them."
Downey speaks each word contemptuously and looking down at his groin area, signaling something.
Spider-Man is a bit slow, but when he looked into Downey's line of sight, he realized what he meant, it drove Spider-Man mad with rage and he collapsed into a fetal position from the momentary stress overload he received from Downey's words.
Before long Spider-Man recovered and quickly stood up, pointing the finger at Downey.
"You, you, you…you are extremely shameless! Nobody gave you any education…?" Spider-Man says fuming.
"Education?" Downey said: "Of course, your aunt gave me a lot of education in bed at night, why? Did not you know? And what's the problem with staying here, I'm not doing anything wrong."
(A/N: Out of curiosity, I'm thinking and making Peter's Aunt May be the same one from the most recent movies, comment what you think.)
"Which…? What did you do to my aunt." Spider-Man yells loudly at Downey, as if he wants to kill this guy in front of him with his eyes.
Downey said contemptuously, "What? Is there a problem with her dating someone? Especially someone as charming as me, plus my performance in bed is excellent."
Downey hints with his speech to Spider-Man some hidden meaning with a smirk at the corner of his lips and a single look.
Spider-Man shook his body and nearly passed out on the ground, understanding the intricacies of his speech. That was a blow to her youthful mind, even more so thinking about her dear aunt being corrupted by this bastard in front of her. He couldn't believe his much-loved aunt would be contaminated, he goes into denial at the mere thought. The most important thing was that the blasphemer still did it with peace of mind, as if it were natural.
Downey straightened his clothes, squinted and looked away. It is said that standing on top of the Empire State Building in New York, you can see the other five states.
As a symbol of New York City and the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building is condescending, overlooking the city, the small mountains, the design is vigorous and magnificent. It is truly extraordinary and refreshing to feel the world.
Spider-Man calmed down and realized that the person in front of him is quite unusual.
How did he get up? The door to this roof is clearly locked, as long as you look back you'll know.
"Brother, how did you get up? It's so tall here, but you're so short... I mean, you're really short compared to this building, would you be a dwarf in this comparison or an ant... Even though you're about 1.8 meters tall, you still it's a little ant compared..." Spider-Man jumped up and asked curiously.
"So how did you get up?" Spider man.
"I just went up." Downey
"What a coincidence, I also just went upstairs." Spider-Man speaks dripping sarcasm into his statement.
Downey simply told him seriously that this building is very tall and he can take the elevator to the upper floors because he has a very high level pass. So he climbed on top of a ventilation duct outside and climbed along the wall for a while.
Spider-Man's response thinks it's 'nonsense'. 'Does he want me to believe that he climbed the Empire State Building climbing the wall by climbing, and he doesn't look like he was bitten by a spider, so he could just climb the wall easily, right?'
There is so much nonsense about him, this person is not a good person at all.
"It's not that I don't believe you, it's really unbelievable to believe. Your ability to tell lies is as big as this building and it's enough to sweep the world with this…well, I just can't believe you…" Spider-Man chattered, questioning Downey hard, hoping he could get a reasonable explanation or take him downstairs and send him to the police.
"Can you still come down?" Downey asked suddenly.
The little spider was a little confused and unconsciously replied, "Of course, that's easy. I can go up and of course I can go down easily. By the way, you still haven't told me the truth, you are very rude."
"So can you carry me down? I'm tired." Downey waved his hand, looking very heroic, his well-built body exuding a more dominating aura, oozing unconsciously.
Spider-Man groaned at the demonstration, completely helpless and tired of the conversation to complain even more, he didn't even have the strength to hit this person. How can there be such a brazen person in this world?
Not far from the Empire State Building, a small drone flew by, giving everything a bird's-eye view of the view that unfolded from the top of the building.
Downey has previously discovered him. He began to think that it was a spy device launched by some organization or institution to test his fiction and collect relevant information, also in an attempt to arrest or kill him outright.
But he found he had guessed wrongly. This drone was chasing the little spider in front of it. Where the little spider went is where the drone flew, he was extremely arrogant and disdainful in covering up.
Far from Downey's location, at the headquarters of the Daily Bugle, newspaper owner J.J. Jameson, looked at the video passing by with beaming eyes and got excited, laughing uncontrollably.
Though the image is muted, he was able to read a few sentences here and there by lip-reading (thanks to Downey and Spider-Man for missing the bottom of his mask), more or less understanding the context of the conversation, already thinking of one article for the newspaper. This is the most basic quality of a media person.
Spider-Man, you bastard! I'll finally be able to deliver a hell of a punch to your morale!
"Parker! Parker! Peter parker! I have something I need you to fix... Parker? This shit is absent from work again, I want to deduct his salary!" James yelled.
With a series of hastily issued orders, the feisty and feisty boss Jameson greeted a large number of people, gave orders, and as he rarely wrote articles in person these days, it took a while to finish. But he had already prepared the theme right away.
"Spider-Man Shock! The Aunt Hunter!"
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