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Boring.

Not a word that Todoroki Shoto would've thought would come to him during the U.A. practical exam for recommended students, but that's what came to him. He sat in the recreational room along with the rest of his recommended peers. According to policy, their recommendations were meant to substitute for their involvement in the practical either because they didn't need to, or couldn't. This was just a waste of time in his eyes in order to scout the school before hand and get a clue on where to go and what to do with himself.

In his case, it was probably to give the rest of rabble a chance. They were all painfully average, barely an impressive quirk and quality among them. The rest of his recommended peers didn't impress him either. A rich girl with admittedly good looks, a smirking jabber mouth of some girl and an eyesore. Nothing to draw his attention away from the screen before him.

For some reason that Shoto couldn't fathom, they were allowed to watch the rest of the applicants as they went through their practical exam.

Was it some kind of incentive to take notes? To analyze those that could become their teammates? Their classmates and peers?

Unlikely, but Shoto would believe anything at this point. The applicants on the screen went about with no armor and barely a special set of gear among-

Hold on, what was that?

Shoto leaned forward and he was vaguely aware that the other recommended students had stopped talking to each other. All of their eyes were glued to the screen as a red and gold suited student with a spider insignia on his chest smashed his way through faux villains like they were paper. Punches shredding the green tank-robots, kicks severing heads with ease…

And then spider legs just grew out of his back and cut down any that his fist missed!

"Is that his quirk? That's super cool!" Tokage Setsuna chirped, leaning forward.

"Jeez… are the robots that weak or is this dude that good?" Honenuki Juzo mused with his arms crossed.

Yaoyorozu Momo remained silent, sight transfixed as the red-gold examinee flung… something out of his wrist and… was he flying?!

"Whooaaa, a hookshot! Like in the Zelda games! This kid's rad!" Setsuna beamed.

Shoto narrowed his eyes.

Who was this kid?

(X)

"Ah yeah!"

The sound of exploding metal was music to Peter's ears. Swinging through the false city, Peter felt more alive than he had in months. This was what he was missing. Swinging around, beating villains, doing something good.

Being Spider Man!

Oh how he missed this.

Swinging around a building, Peter saw a line of One and Two Pointers. His HUD blew up, tracing a path in between the faux villains. Not wasting any time, Peter cut his web and fell like a meteor towards the tank. The machine's red eye only had time to look up at him before Peter crashed straight through it with a diving missile axe-kick, severing it in two.

And he wasn't done there.

When the Two Pointer swiped with its claw, Peter flipped over, sticking along for the ride. On his impromptu slingshot, Peter was sent speeding towards a One Pointer. Twisting in the air, the boy from Queen's sailed over it, webbing it as he went. With his feet on the ground and a mighty heave, he swing the One Pointer in a devastating throw. What faux villains were close enough were smashed to pieces by the world's most unorthodox bowling ball as the webbed-up clusterbot knocked them out like pins.

"Striiiiike!" Peter cheered, laughing. "Oh yes it's good to be back!"

The webbing went slack as the 'ball' smashed into a Three Pointer. It screeched as its parts tried to keep it upright, but the effort was wasted when Peter kicked off its head as he swung by. He slung some web back for the ruined head and charged at a One Pointer.

"Wade's on the breakaway! Does he handle it? He lobs it to-!" Peter threw the head up, avoiding the One Pointer's strike and used web to bring the head down to his hand, going for a one-handed slam dunk.

"JAMES!" Peter roared, pushing down on the air and then slapping his chest before giving out a cheer. The robot, now headless and the projectile head used to slam now slag, fell lifeless to the ground.

With all of the targets destroyed, his HUD went back to scanning for villains.

It wasn't Karen, but Mr. Stark really outdid himself with the neural interface. He outdid himself on everything that he built, but this is so cool! Every time that something came into view, his HUD would mark it red.

Even his suit was buying into this whole video game idea!

He heard explosions and he walked around the block. Peter saw Glasses running down the street. He turned around when he saw the row of broken robots. And he thought Peter wasn't taking this seriously. Swinging over a building, he saw some guy with silver hair, no mouth and six arms blink in surprise. Peter waved, and one of the six arms hesitantly waved back.

Wiping out another line of web, Peter followed the sound of explosions. He turned the corner and the building he was latched to shook. Danger flashed in the back of his head, and he wiped out another line as fast as he could. He pulled himself up just as the window under him shattered. A tank marked with a three exploded from the building like an angry god, uncaring of the three story fall that was to come. Even as gravity took hold it leveled a turret at him, and way too many missiles popped out.

"Oh no you don't!"

Peter's web shooters became machine guns, webbing up the barrels. The red eye blinked, then knew no more as the missiles detonated in their casings. The explosion shot Peter into the building, and from his back he felt the spider legs catch him in his fall.

"Ugh, I don't remember that ever happening to Mario." Shaking himself off, he looked up and saw the red eyes of three Two Pointers. Every one of their tires screeched, rushing towards him like their brother before him.

"Bring it on WALL-E's!" Peter screamed.

He jumped to the ceiling, barely dodging the first of his attackers. Dropping down, he webbed the closest villain's turret to the right, forcing it to fire on its friend. He ducked just in time to avoid a hit, and an Iron Spider leg cut through his would be attacker like butter, goring it.

On instinct, he webbed the wheels of one, freezing it in place next to the window. Like a madman, he rushed forward, knocking the villain and himself out of the building. Gravity took care of that as the robot exploded in a mighty crash.

Though that had nothing on the real sound of commotion. Peter swung into what looked like the biggest clearing in the center. The remains of broken and destroyed robots littered the ground as his peers went to work breaking everything that they could see. But there was one that didn't look like he was doing to good. A small boy with what looked like grapes on his head ran for his life, a Three Pointer hot on his trail.

Its turret was raised and Peter slung towards the small kid. He slung his webbing down, grabbing the kid and pulling him to safety as he looked back, firing another rapid fire set of webs to clog up the missile vents. He slung to the ground with ease using his nanite-spider legs, easing the grape-haired kid.

"You okay?!" Peter asked.

"I had him right where I wanted him in my trap you jerk, what was that for!" The bratty kid spoke with a lisp. Peter tilted his head.

Whelp. Guess he's okay.

"Good to hear! I'm having a good day too not gonna lie! Good luck on the exam!"

"Hey come back!" Peter was already running and was swinging back to the melee. "Those points were miiiiine!" His voice was drowned out. He didn't see any traps from his initial view… so maybe he was lying? He did't mind either way, there had to be some time left for the kid to get some points. It had to be a while, ten minutes wasn't long enough to do much. He'd gotten lucky with how many robots he'd run into. Was that enough to pass? Actually did they even say how many points that you needed to have to pass?

A scream of frustration knocked him out of his thoughts. Below him, a spiky black haired boy was wrestling with a massive Two Pointer. He was holding it back, but Peter could see the worry as a One Pointer rushed forward, spear arm ready to gank the edgy redhead.

No seriously, his arms had edges.

Peter dropped to the ground behind it and fired some webs, grabbing hold. The robot jerked to a stop. Peter heard a few beeps, and it suddenly got a lot harder to hold this thing back.

Wait, that gave him an idea.

"Hey Edgy!" he called, "Have a swing!"

The edgy boy's eyes glinted and he grinned a toothy grin. "Now that's what I call manly!" he screamed.

Gritting his teeth, the boy turned, throwing the Two Pointer over him right as Peter cut the webbing. The overzealous One Pointer went off full tilt into the tumbling Two Pointer. The two scrap heaps blew apart, leaving Peter and the black haired boy safe for now. The boy ran up to the costumed hero. "Bro that was radical!" He then fully looked him over. "And your costume is awesome! Your parents pros or something?"

"Doesn't even crack my top five, and my role model gave it to me." The quip came out on reflex, but the boys red eyes beamed with delight.

"That's awesome man! You came prepared!"

"S-sure," A pressing concern arose over his new edgy-armed friend, was the number of faux villains in the square. Despite the students, they were getting overwhelmed. "Gotta run! Peace!" Peter's body moved on autopilot, throwing out another line towards the growing swarm of students and robots alike. Time was precious, the exam important.

But what kind of friendly neighborhood Spider Man would he be if he didn't look out for the little guy?

(X)

"Come on come on! We're going to miss it! He's gonna ace this and I'm not gonna miss it!"

"Takeyama, it's been three minutes. And I'm sure you're not even allowed to watch."

Yu pouted, Nemuri felt the urge to smack her understudy with her whip. She was about to observe the Practical Exam to take part in Evaluations, but not even a minute in and she's already in Big Sister mode seeing her understudy and kouhai Takeyama Yu, the superheroine Mt. Lady, outside her office and begging to watch. Yu was an intern once at the female-only firm Nemuri used to be a member of and she would call her senpai if only for old time's sake. Now she's gotten mouthy and whiny and snarky and bratty and-

Really, nothing has changed about her. Aside from Yu becoming a full time pro in Musutafu. She felt proud to see that intern become a hero, albeit one that can be a bit loud and a glory hog. Her heart was in the right place... but right now, her mind was not!

She maybe alumni but she isn't faculty! Most importantly, she couldn't let Yu know of one of the teachers inside the Hall of Judgement was a far weakened All Might, who was set to join the faculty this year as a teacher. Yet Yu possessed a one track mind (a blessing and a curse in Midnight's opinion) and alumni are allowed on campus, per Nezu's policy. Giving her the entryway to go to her office and pounce on her senpai for a chance to watch the Practical.

She also dropped the bombshell of adopting a kid, who was an acquaintance of her grandparent's acquaintances that she didn't tell her senpai about for the last ten months and change until now. Oh, since she took in some American kid who was an acquaintance of her grandparents' acquaintances so he could get into U.A. using her good word as extra sauce to get in. Strangely, he couldn't get apply to the American Hero schools Manton or Xavier? Odd.

"We've missed the start of the exam!"

"Yu-chan, calm down," Namuri said, tapping her old friend on the shoulder, trying to be soft and easy on her. "You're not allowed to-"

The words died in the X-Rated Heroine's throat as the blonde grabbed her arm.

"Is get to the monitor room right now!"

With strength betraying her quirk, Yu dragged the older woman down the hall. For a second, Nemuri felt what every purse must've felt on a sale day. The two seconds of travel time felt like an hour, and only when Yu finally found the monitor room could Nemuri pry herself free. She frowned, and the black haired minx of a heroine tore a part of her skintight costume.

"Sorry Takeyama, you forced my hand." Nemuri muttered as the pink mist from her quirk, Somnambulist, seeping into the blonde. The blonde looked dizzy. "Take a nap."

"But I… wanna see… Peter…" She mumbled, eyes becoming sleepy as she slouched against the teacher. Nemuri caught her and set her down against the wall. Before long, the woman was out like a light. She patted her friend's head and strutted into the darkened room after inputting the key code.

"You're letting light in. And you're late." Muttered Aizawa Shouta, Eraserhead, from across the room with a cross look.

Nemuri shrugged. Inside, the famed 'Hall of Judgement' was in full swing. All of the teachers, sans herself, were in their assigned spots, looking over the dozens of monitors streaming the feed from the different battle centers. Cementoss glanced over from his seat, offering a kind smile. Ectoplasm and Snipe only gave a nod while the famed mousy principal kept his eye on the prize. Toshinori Yagi, All Might, sat right beside him in his skeletal form.

The final hero in the room and the only one that wasn't in his seat was the insomniac and long dark haired Aizawa. Like always, the Erasure Hero looked like he'd spent the last two days staring at paperwork.

Given the term being so close, she wouldn't put it past him.

"Got a reason for your tardiness?" His eye twitched, and Nemuri couldn't resist flashing him a smile.

"I'm here every year to check on our cute little students to be of course~"

Aizawa stared at her nonplussed, "I meant with whoever was outside. I heard voices."

"Oh that? Just Mt. Lady. She wanted to watch her ward perform buuuut, confidentiality." Nemuri made her way to her seat, eyeing Toshinori.

"How long till your friend wakes up?" The Symbol of Peace asked.

"Fifteen minutes to a half hour give or take. Girls get over my quirk faster than boys. So, what did I-"

"Look at him go!" Nemuri was cut off by Thirteen's excited gasp, and her sapphire eyes turned towards the camera feeds from Battle Center B.

The red-and-gold suited hero was slicing through robots like a knife through butter, thanks in no part to those metallic legs on his back. And he was busy using his webbing to pull students away from falling hazards or robots about to ambush examinees! "That his quirk?" She asked. Yu wasn't very specific on Peter Parker's abilities when they chatted. She only said that Peter would 'ace it' and that she wanted to witness it.

Guess she was not exaggerating.

"Doesn't look like it, it sprouts in and out at a whim. Plus he fired some sort of sticking shot. Or webbing." Snipe mused.

"Has to be, see some of the shots he missed? Forms like a spider's web. Fits given the spider-symbol on his chest." Yagi concurred. "But that suit… is very well crafted. Nothing I've seen since those prototype suits the Shield Foundation would make on I-Island…"

"And it seems he's gotten an understanding of the exercise down pat." Nezu beamed, Parker using his webbing to keep a lamp post from falling on them before slinging through the battlefield. "Speed. Power. Utility. Able to act on instinct and without hesitation. Gather information from the high ground. He is showing loads of promise. He's already at forty points Villain Poin-! Oh, actually make that forty-five now."

"And that's not even counting the possible Rescue Points he is accumulating once we go over the tape in closer detail!" Thirteen said with an impressed air.

"Parker certainly is talented," Cementoss mused from his chair, scratching his… flat chin. "Although I feel we may have to put in some limitations on equipment going into next year…"

"Talented doesn't cut it," Ectoplasm commented, "Look at the way he maneuvers his webbing, his acrobatics, and the way he pulls himself to his target and destination with blinding speed. Only one who has him beat in speed is the Iida kid on the ground. You don't learn those moves on the playground."

"It certainly speaks to his skill." Nezu leaned back in his chair, beady eyes examining Parker's footage. "When you consider his power, it does remind me of something." He turned towards Yagi, he looked back, but his eyes were on monitors regarding Battle Center's A and B.

"Yeah, makes you wonder where he got that experience…" Aizawa grumbled. "What do we know of this Parker's background? Aside from that one vigilante report in Musutafu."

"Apparently he is from New York, family members all deceased." Ectoplasm looked over the electronic file. "Takeyama Yu, hero name Mt. Lady, is his guardian here in Japan." Nemuri could spot Aizawa's eyes narrowing down at her.

"Peter is talented! I mean, if we're going by that vigilante report he committed ten months ago-" Nemuri spoke in Parker's defense.

"You don't have to worry about his report," Cementoss said, "If ignorance is a crime then I'm afraid all of us need to be put away. We all committed that once or twice as youngsters." She let out a sigh of relief. "Besides, they're more lax on it in America than here in Japan. Plus… I don't think we can look at a gift horse in the mouth, considering how exemplary Parker has performed thus far."

"Though this costume of his certainly gives him the edge in this test. Yu-chan wasn't kidding when she said Peter would be able to ace this no sweat." Nemuri watched as Parker now used his spider-legs to gore another robot. Now he's over fifty Villain points! She let out a whistle. "It's almost unfair."

"Not really Midnight," Snipe turned towards the minx, "The preliminary test are still a daunting task, regardless of experience or talent."

"Astute as always, Snipe," Nezu smiled, "Like the other students, he doesn't know how many villains there are in the center nor their locations, even though he has done a good job finding their location by utilizing the high ground with his acrobatics and web-slinging. With their limited time and the vast area, the challenge of accumulating points is daunting even for the most talented of our applicants. Some use information gathering to plan out assaults, while others use speed and maneuverability to get ahead of their peers."

He paused, taking note of a certain screen depicting the foreign boy winging over a building to land atop a three pointer with a diving drop kick. He then took a robot head, kicked up on his feet a few times like a hockey-sack, and kicked it at a one pointer.

He's closing in on sixty.

"He's joy-riding, thinking this is all a game." Aizawa growled, no longer leaning with his back to the wall but with his shoulder, eyes focused on the monitor where Parker is. The way he treated the robot parts as props for playing around… irked him. "At least that wild child in Battle Center A." His red eyes due to lack of sleep saw one blonde applicant tearing through robots like paper, looming over the wreckage. "Is taking this seriously."

"You sound frustrated Aizawa-san." Thirteen turned her head towards her colleague.

"If he was taking this as seriously as that blonde exploding kid." Aizawa closed his eyes. "Wouldn't surprise me if he got to your Villain Point record, All Might."

Yagi perked up, looking back. "You're… certainly right. But… Parker, has been doing other things too. He's been helping his fellow examinees in acquiring points and saving them!" He let out a soft smile. "It's going to be interesting to see the total value for the rescue points when we go over the ta-." But his face fell when he saw one monitor… one with a green haired boy just struggling to even tag a robot and get point and take part in the feeding frenzy. Nezu leaned forward in his chair.

"Though remaining calm is a huge advantage, as well as possessing raw power. The best students use a combination of all of these aspects to excel. They're the ones that rack up the highest scores. And both Peter Parker and Bakugo Katsuki are exemplifying this in spades." The monitors beside them, with the blonde haired Bakugo Katsuki roaring into battle with his hands firing explosive blasts into a throng of robots, while the armored Peter Parker fired web-shots to some robots and used his spider legs to fling himself upwards, bring them all together… right to be sliced like how an apple gets sliced in an apple-slicer appliance, then slinging out to avoid the explosion, firing a web-line to pull an examinee out of the explosive radius.

The Iida child, who was watching all of this was befuddled as Parker slung by, giving him a salute, and deposited the examinee to a safe distance before slinging off to the next. He looked back at the examinee, blinking and trying to absorb what just happened.

Parker has to be knocking on sixty-six at least now. They're almost evenly matched! Him and Bakugo! But the lead belonged to Bakugo of Battle Center A, if only by a hair. And Bakugo was focusing solely on destroying the robots. Parker was busy saving and destroying.

This was going to be one talented freshman class coming in.

However…

"Is it time?" Yagi asked.

Nezu nodded, "Yes, Ectoplasm, begin the true test."

If it weren't for his ever present grin, Nemuri would've thought that Ectoplasm was laughing. He reached forward and flicked the Yaruki Switch.

And the entire building shook.

(X)

Peter heard rumbling and saw building quake and shake and he turned. And… a robot that towered over complexes and buildings appeared, looking like some robotic mobile fortress. This…

"The Zero Pointer WALL-E!" Peter said aloud, seeing many of the examinees stop in their tracks, utterly paralyzed at the sight. The robot lifted up an arm and Peter saw it bring it down, sending a massive shockwave of dust and debris and force down the street!

He noticed countless examinees run the opposite direction, including Glasses and Red and… wait there was a kid down there! Why isn't he moving!

Peter pondered what to do. Fight the thing? He lost count of his points after thirty or so… eh should be okay right? Or flee, like how Present Mic suggested? His interior thought process was in motion until his HUD spotted someone… underneath the debris! It was a girl! She was trapped!

"Oh shit!" Peter yelled, flinging his web to a nearby building. He made up his mind, flying towards the girl and boy. "Gotta get to them!" He flung himself, getting closer to the robot.

Get them to his web? No… too far. In this case… Gotta make a diversion! Peter aimed his web shooter towards the Zero Pointer behemoth…

Only for his spine to tingle and he aimed it the other way, avoiding a human-sized bullet heading towards the robot! Peter landed on the side of a building as he looked up with widened eyes.

And witnessed that green haired kid in the teal jumpsuit rear back his fist…!

"SMAAAASH!"

With a roar, the kid obliterated the the face of the robot with one punch!

Does… even the Hulk had that kind of power? He heard the Hulk stopped a Chitauri Space Whale with one punch… but never obliterate it!

"Whoa…. That was awesome!" Peter yelled out, seeing the giant robot, the one that was an obstacle for all the examinees… crumble in a heap! Then he noticed…

That kid was falling!

"Oh crap baskets! I'm coming!" Peter slung down, firing webbing at the kid and bringing him with an embrace, despite the utter agony the boy seemed to be in. Peter was about to fire another web sling towards a skyscraper to fly to safety until he felt someone touch his arm… Wait, what happened to his fall? "Hmmm?" He was about to spring his Nanite legs to stop it until he saw what occurred, seeing that same girl who was pinned under the rubble, now floating atop a missile pod right beside him, many feet above the ground! Cute round face, chocolate brown hair in a work out jacket and normal T-shirt. Very cute too!

Wait. Floating? "Whoa… I'm floating! Like I'm in space or something!" Peter exclaimed in English as he floated downward… then tapped the floor with his feet as the pod came down with a crash. She muttered "Release" weakly in Japanese too…

"Hey, you ok-" Peter asked in Japanese before pausing, seeing the girl look… really ill. Then she proceeded to barf and the boy looked away. "Oof… uhhh… well… you're unharmed right?" She gave something of a thumbs up. He then looked at the boy in his arms, the green haired youth looking up at him with wide eyes.

And freckles.

Hold the phone.

"Wait. You…" Peter murmured.

"Aren't you that hero from… that giant villain…" Green hair muttered, before seizing up and stifling his moans. He was in massive amounts of pain it seemed.

"You're that kid!" Peter exclaimed. No way! This kid… was the one he had a "Hi Bye" moment when he got here! He looked like that same kid he would jog by sometimes and-

He was that kid! They were one on the same and-Oh crap he's hurt! "Whoa whoa what's wrong!"

"Let me go! Let me go!" Green uttered, writhing and squirming to get out of Peter's arms, even if the act made him howl in pain. Peter held him with both of his arms, but his hand gripping Green's right shoulder only made it worse. He writhed out of Peter's grasp and was crawling on the ground.

"Dude serious what is-" then Peter saw his bloodied, bruised, and mangled legs, and reverted from Japanese to English. "Oh my god your legs! Medic! We need a doctor in the house! Anybody! Oh Jesus Christ!" He covered his face. "Aaaagh thats Gordon Hayward and J.J. Watt combined but worse! Fuck!" He exclaimed, backing off as his nanites slid down his face, feeling his stomach turn in knots.

Seeing the girl look nauseous staring at him. the pain expressions from Green combined with his legs and-oh fuck his arm is the same. No limb should be at that angle.

…

Not a good idea to have cerea-

Peter turned around, going behind a piece of debris and hurling. The brunette continued to puke, as if sympathetically this time. And Green continued to mutter "Need points! Need points! Just one!"

"Time's!" Called out Present Mic's voice over the loudspeakers. "Up!"

Green's paused, snot and tears dribbling down his face as he looked to be utterly crushed. As if someone just took out his heart. Brunette stopped, resting on top of the pod and Peter finished excising his breakfast as he took deep breaths.

"Hey Green", Peter mentioned, calling him 'Midori', making the boy turn his head around, as if that was his name and Peter paused. He… looked destroyed. His eyes…

Were the same as his own, many months ago.

"We-" He paused. "Gotta get you to a doctor. Stat."

(X)

"Good lord… did you see that kid in Battle Center B?" Juzo said with his arms crossed. "He took out the gimmick with one punch!"

"But at a price," Momo pointed at the green haired boy who had his face in the dirt, even though the red-gold armored boy, now possessing brown hair and fair distinct caucasian features, was by his side, talking to him. "That quirk he has… has some serious backlash it seems."

"Yeah, but jeez! Talk about power! Could sink an entire cruise ship or rip a plane in two with a single punch!" Setsuna exclaimed as she sipped some water. "Still, how the heck can that kid even be a hero? Personally, the foreign boy talking to him? Now that's hero stuff right there!"

"Are you referring to his combat abilities? He seemed to be on par with that berserker in Battle Center A." The elegant brunette stated, as the wavy haired girl beamed.

"Yeah, but like, did you see how Spider-guy was just flying around tagging and saving others? Heck, I saw him help other students get points when it was a straight competition!" Setsuna grinned. "Seems like if he was focusing on just robot killing he may have outdone angry blondie there.

"Spider guy?" Momo said aloud with a quirked eyebrow.

"Yeah, emblem on his chest. It's that of a spider!"

"Well that's not very heroic. Spider's are usually ugly and creepy crawly." The wavy haired brunette didn't seem to care about her pony-tailed counterpart.

"Well he's making them look mighty cool if he ask me. How many points did he get? I mean, he got a lot by the five minute mark, had to have been like, dozens right?"

"He has a lot, like, I lost count after thirty-five or so. Maybe he was doing it out of charity?" Juzo wondered. The lipless-boy turned towards the bi-color haired boy who was quiet, glaring at the screens. "What do you think? Todoroki?"

Todoroki Shoto was silent, eyes on Spider Guy. That suit… it just fell over like sand all over his face. The spider legs that sprouted and shrank with no storage compartment in sight. Was it his Quirk? No… Explain the web from his wrists? Or his incredible power and speed and agility. Or how he avoided the green haired kid as if… he knew he was coming.

How did someone this talented not get a recommendation. This is absurd.

"That kid, the foreigner." Shoto said aloud. "He fell through the cracks."

"Why he didn't get recommended you mean?" Setsuna asked. The dark green haired girl shrugged. "Well, it happens. I mean, some of the best heroes come from nowhere."

"Still… the way he fought and handled the situation… whenever he wasn't acting like a fool and playing around." The heterochromic eyed youth growled. "Looked like a pro. He has to have had experience."

"Do we know the name of this kid?" Juzo asked.

"Nope, but I can't wait to meet this Spider Guy!"

"Spider Guy…" Momo muttered off to the top of her lips, seeing the boy call out for help for the green haired one. "The way he went about fighting… saving and helping…."

Shoto remained silent, gripping his hands. His aim is to become the next All Might… without using… the old man's quirk. The blonde haired berserker looked easy to read, given his mannerisms during the battle. But this Spider Guy…

Might prove to be a very troublesome rival indeed.

But, today certainly was not boring at least.

(X)

Iida Tenya was befuddled as he sucked in oxygen, gazing at the scene of that American he scolded from before trying to bring some comfort to the green haired mumbler from the written exam.

How… And why.

It was utterly astonishing when he noticed a red-gold armored individual flying and flipping amongst the buildings and landing in the melees. And using a combination of some metallic out-of-nowhere legs, kicks and punches and… spider webs, he was trashing U.A. finest practice robots. Was this the best U.A. had to offer for applicants to attend their academy? Or was it simply the American's sheer and raw power? His quirk puzzled him. Was it the suit, the legs, the web, the feats…

But he also noticed the American… was having fun. He heard him hooting and hollering and sounding as if he was treating this as some sort of recreational activity, and it irked the blue haired heir to no end, motivating him to push harder.

Yet while Tenya was busy kicking robots into scrap, he noticed the American… saving others from falling debris, robots about to ambush or overwhelm applicants, or other hazards. He even helped some acquire points!

And on top of that, he rushed in to save that girl from the Zero Pointer, when it was in everyone's best interest to run and avoid it in the closing minute of the exam. And it wasn't just him… but the mumbler too.

Neither of them hesitated to save her.

Tenya blushed. Of course, if this wasn't a test he would have too! He was just caught up in the heat of the exam is all! Perhaps…

Did those two saw something beyond the point-accumulation of robot slaying? Some… deeper meaning? The judges had to have seen them act. And U.A. was a school for heroes….

"Very nice very nice," A kind old voice snapped Tenya out of his thoughts. He turned and like with the rest of the examinees noticed the famed U.A. nurse Recovery Girl. Everyone was happy, but Tenya barely noticed the American look up from the green haired boy, still trying to console him before he noticed the old woman's presence.

"Hey are you a doctor! This guy needs help! His arms and legs are pointing in different directions!" Recovery Girl frowned, and slowly made her way over. The American got out of her way, sweating and nervously glancing at the boy below. "He hurt himself pretty badly when he took out the Zero Pointer WALL-E, can you help him?"

Recovery Girl smiled at him, "Oh course, that's why I'm here. Here, have some candy young man. And your Japanese is quite good, if I do say so myself, even with your American accent I can tell you speak fluently."

The foreign boy gingerly accepted the offered candy.

"Um thanks but the kid…"

"I'm on it, don't worry." Recovery Girl finally looked down at the boy, "Oh my, were you hurt this badly by your own quirk sonny?"

She puckered her lips and gave him a big fat kiss. Tenya felt himself blanch, and the American outright dropped his candy with his jaw dropped. Then her quirk started to work. Before everyone's eyes the boy's broken arm and legs slowly mended themselves back into the proper places. The American let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you. He had me worried there for a second… Like, he looked like Gordon Hayward mixed with Marshon Lattimore and-"

"No thanks necessary sonny, just doing my job. Are you hurt as well?"

"Oh no, I'm fine, thanks."

"Well get yourself cleaned up. Wouldn't want you to go home smelling like sweat and dirt now would we."

"I'll ah, get right on that." The American boy nodded.

Recovery girl beamed a small smile and glanced around "If anyone else needs healing just say the word. If not, you youngsters should all head home, you've done enough for today. You'll know your results within the week."

Tenya nodded. Of course, the exam was over, and the judges needed time to review all that transpired. He joined the crowd of students that didn't need healing in walking towards the exit. The American however, started walking in the opposite direction. Where on earth was he going? Did he hit his head during the exam and not remember where he came from? "What's he up to?" Tenya mused to himself aloud.

"Where are you going young man?" Recovery Girl called out, seeing the boy walk into the city. "The exit is that way!"

"Oh, i'm gonna check the rest of the city." The American said, as if it was matter of fact. The old woman raised an eyebrow.

"If you're trying to score extra credit, I'm afraid there's none here." Recovery Girl shook her head, only for the foreign boy to look confused.

"Extra credit?" Now it was Tenya and Recovery Girl's turn to be perplexed.

"Isn't that what you're going for?"

"I was going to try and find anyone I could and help clean up. The city here is a mess anyway." The boy mused, hands on his hips as he looked over the battleground of ruined robots.

Clean up? Half of the city is destroyed, and it was a practice city at that. It was U.A.'s jurisdiction to do with it however it wished. Did he not understand that?

Tenya's eyes widened. Wait, it's part of U.A. That made it school property. This site was a Practical Exam. Does that mean this is just another classroom? It's possible, U.A. is the best and its resources need to match it. Clearly he misjudged this Ameri-this kid if he was able to look this far ahead. Cleaning up the classroom after an exam, of course! How could he have been so dense! He truly is more observant than he had thought! Recovery Girl laughed heartily, patting the boy on the leg.

"Oh that's sweet of you, but U.A. has drones already out and cleaning up this mess. As for helping everyone else," she paused as drone came down the street with a medical stretcher and an injured applicant, "We've got that covered too. Just leave it to us."

"Alright," the American said with a nod. "If you insist."

Recovery Girl smiled and reluctantly, the American joined the crowd. Like sand, his suit overtook his head, returning it to the mask that Tenya had seen through the exam. He noticed him standing there and he waved.

"Hey Glasses, do good on the exam?"

"I…. Hope so."

"Well, did you feel good about it?" He asked, walking past.

"I-Of course. I felt like I did my best."

"Sweet! Congrats, and best of luck to ya!" He then trotted off, leaving Tenya alone.

What a strange boy with an even stranger suit. He must have had professional help and backers to have a suit of that caliber. Other examinees parted and made way for the foreigner, whispering in hushed tones, all in awe.

(X)

That was it.

The test was over, but the work had just begun. Aizawa Shouta would have the names on his desk within the hour. All Might had already left to go prepare for film evaluations. Principal Nezu worked in strange ways, but he'd worked with the mouse long enough to know how he thought. He'd throw both Bakugo and Parker into his class, no doubt about it. The rest were up in the air, but those two were set. The berserker genius, given his 100 on the written exam, and the foreign enigma, who got a 70 in his written… but aced the Practical with flying colors; both in his room for him to observe and mentor.

Oh joy.

He was too tired for this. Also who the hell was banging on the door?

"Guess she's up," Nemuri mused.

Oh, right, Mt. Lady. Aizawa opened the door and tilted his head to avoid an overzealous fist hitting his shoulder. The young heroine, right now dressed in casual, yelped in surprise and embarrassment, and Aizawa already felt a stab of annoyance. "Quiet down, this is the hallway, not the locker room."

"Sorry," she said, hanging her head. "I just wanted to see how Peter performs is all…"

"You can be apologize by answering something for me." Mt. Lady perked her head up, "What's Parker's quirk?"

Yu blinked, then narrowed her eyes. "Why do you want to know?" Her eyes brightened a second later. "Did he do well?"

"I-"

"Of course he did, he'll never let me down!" Yu squealed even as Aizawa felt his eye twitch.

"Am under no obligation to tell you." he finished through gritted teeth, "Parker's results are official U.A. information and are under strict confidentiality. Regardless of you being an alum I can't just say-"

"That he did great Yu-chan!"

Aizawa groaned and turned around and glared. God damnit Midnight. Ever heard loose lips sink ships? Never open Pandora's Box? At her friend's answer, Yu went from excited to beaming with pride. "Really?!"

"Yep, he'll be somewhere in the top ten at least once we get everything settled down."

"Midnight you're not helping," Aizawa groaned.

"Oh lighten up Eraser," Nemuri gave her fellow teacher a good natured pat on the back, "Yu-chan knows not to let anything slip. Right?"

"Hehe, yeah, totally."

"That didn't sound very sincere." Nemuri smirked, and the blonde waved her arms.

"I won't tell! I promise! Please don't put me asleep again."

"Please put her to sleep again," Aizawa droned. Two sentences and he was already ready to clock out of this conversation. Unfortunately, he still had questions. "Takeyama-san, his showings say he's got a lot more experience than just one vigilante report would suggest," the black haired man stated with crossed arms "You wouldn't happen to know about that, would you?"

"Well y-you see-"

"Oh don't be such a stick in the mud Aizawa," Nemuri said, waving the comment aside, "It's not like the kid couldn't have a teacher before now. Probably had one with his family before they passed away or something."

"Y-Yeah, that's it. He did have a mentor in America!" Mt. Lady added, "Speaking of Peter, I should probably go find him."

"Aww, but we just started," Nemuri pouts.

"I'll tell you everything next time you're in Musutafu, drinks are on me," Mt. Lady promised.

"Who is his mentor? Who gave him his suit? Answer me!" Eraser demanded, but Yu had already untangled herself from her friend and rushed down the hall as fast as her legs could take her. Aizawa narrowed his eyes, only for Nemuri to scoff next to him.

"He's not the worst we've had. Relax."

"The records don't add up." Aizawa growled to which Nemuri shrugged.

"So what if they don't? He's not the first with a shady background that we've let in, and he won't be the last. He's a hero in the making, you know that, don't you?"

"Hm." Aizawa huffed. Despite his grievances, the kid did spend most of his time saving people instead of rushing villains, largely because he was able to destroy the robots so fast and with such efficiency. But that didn't stop him from wondering and his inquisitive nature to ask the big questions. Too many facts didn't add up. This kid just happened to have a vigilante report during Mt. Lady's debut? He just so happened to be a friend of the family to get him guardianship? He just so happened to have tech worthy of a professional hero? The report came from the Musutafu Police Department, same one that cooperates with Mt. Lady's hero firm…

One unknown he could let slide, two would get his attention, three was begging him to question it. Four was a bright neon sign inviting him in.

And he would. After all, Shouta would have all year to get what he needed. Both from Peter, and other outside sources.

(X)

Peter had changed out of his costume and back into his street clothes when he got on the bus heading back to the U.A. campus. Everyone was muttering and whispering at him, eyes wide and Peter couldn't help but blush a little. So this is what it's like to have your identity on display huh. Well… if Mr. Stark and the Avengers can handle some publicity, so can he. He would have to, since he no longer has to live a double life. He can be both Spider Man and Peter Parker.

Once he graduates that is.

Although no one is willing to sit beside him on the bus. He even spotted Glasses sitting up front, deep in thought and sometimes giving him a look, not hostile but rather musing, deep in thought. Peter let it slide though. He looked out the window, seeing the buildings of U.A.'s main campus until he heard a voice.

"Um, hello?" He perked up, looking over and it was the same brown haired girl from the Practical Exam who floated him and Green. She was out of her Practical Exam clothes and in her school's uniform, with a heavy jacket due to the February weather and a skirt.

Speaking of, he didn't see Green at all. Maybe he was on a different bus? Peter did come onto the bus first after all. Pony must be on a different bus too, as there was multiple buses for Battle Center B.

"Oh, hey. You're the float girl from earlier. Thanks for the save." Peter smiled. "Need a seat?" Not like he needed the save, since he would have used his web or spider legs to break his fall, but he appreciated the sentiment nonetheless.

"Oh, sure! And you're welcome." The girl placed her things in her lap and took her place beside him.

"I'm Peter, by the way. Peter Parker."

"Uraraka Ochako. It's nice to meet you, Parker-san." Ochako bowed lightly.

"Likewise." He turned back as the last of the kids filed in, and they were off, the bus moving down the road. And there was silence between them, with Ochako looking down.

"So… That green haired kid…" Peter mused. "He really saved your bacon, didn't he."

"Yeah! He did, when we get to the main campus, I am going to find Present Mic-san and ask him if I can hand over some of my points." The brunette stated, looking resolute. Peter perked up.

"That's right… he said he needed points…" Peter remembered, cupping his chin. He looked back at the girl who was looking ahead as they moved along the bus. "Wanna go together?"

"Eh?" Ochako turned in confusion. "You're going to hand over some of your points too?"

"Sure! I mean, the Zero Pointer robot may have cost, like, zero. But he saved you." Peter closed his eyes. "And this is a hero school. Green's quirk may be out of control, but he just needs tutelage and guidance. If a hero school doesn't let someone like him in, then that's just screwed up, don't you think?"

"Say… you're right!" Ochako stated, before beaming. "Maybe if we give some of our points together, he can pass! I don't recall him having found a robot to destroy while I was busy floating them up and crashing them and helping others. And he did save my life!"

Wow, she was cute when she smiled. A country-homely style of cute. Peter nodded. "It's a deal then. So, does your quirk make you float things?" He asked, sitting in his chair as he began to talk and socialize with Ochako.

So apparently Ochako's quirk is Zero Gravity, her Quirk gives her the power to manipulate gravity upon touching solid things with the pads on her fingers. The targets then become weightless. She is able to activate or cancel her ability's effects by closing her fingers together, and saying 'Release'. But if she floats herself or exceeds her weight limit of three tons, she becomes nauseous, hence her losing her lunch after she saved him and Green.

"Wow… that's so coooool." Peter said in utter awe. Ochako blushed, rubbing the back of her head. "That must make things super easy around the house for ya."

"Oh it's not all that. I did catch you flying around the city earlier. You're super cool yourself. So, what's your Quirk like?" Ochako asked with intrigue.

"Well…" Peter scratched his chin. "How do I put this…" He crossed his arms and began to think hard. He couldn't just say it's his suit, or his strength or agility… Wait… don't Spiders themselves have super strength? "You know how Spiders have like, super strength?"

Ochako blinked and tilted her head in confusion. "I mean," Peter caught himself, remembering his vocabulary. "For their size? Relative to their size?" He said the last sentence in English, and the brunette perked up.

"Ohhhhhh, that explains your strength and agility! Like, ants themselves can handle up to many times their bodyweight relative to their size, and it's the same for you, but with spiders?"

"Yeah!" Peter snapped. "Like that. I don't really have a name for it so… Spider Feats?" He grinned awkwardly, and the girl laughed, making Peter blanch up. A qurik with a picture of a cute spider running with with cute footsies and bootsies instead of their tensile clawed legs. That painted a not-so-heroic picture.

"I'm sure you'll come up with a cool name in time. Then how does that explain the spider legs from your back and those zip lines you were using?"

"Oh those? That's from my super suit. My… mentor gave it to me." The American boy said as he rested in his chair, looking out as he held the bag containing his normal suit and the Iron Spider module. "Helped me enhance my abilities and use them to my very best."

"No kidding… You looked like a pro out there." Ochako felt the bus come to a stop, and looked out the window as she perked up. "Oh look! There's Present Mic-san. Let's go to him now!" The kids began to file out of the bus one at time, Peter standing behind (and being taller than) the brown haired girl. When they finally got off, the two of them ran towards the faculty building and entered the lobby in which the blonde haired DJ was talking with some staff members. The Voice Hero turned around, beaming as he noticed the duo.

"Hey hey hey it's my audience from the Written Exam!" He stated with a wide grin, pointing at Peter. "What can I do for you two? The Exams are over, so your parents will come along to pick ya up soon!"

The two stood side by side as Peter looked at Ochako. "Excuse me… but…" She paused, trying to find the words. "That curly haired boy, with the freckles… You know, the super plain looking one?"

"He also had green hair and took out the Zero Pointer with one punch?" Peter added. "I was hoping if we could give him some of our points?"

"Oh~?" Mic quirked an eyebrow, intrigued and amused giving his rising smirk.

"Yeah, at the end he was saying that he needed points. Just one point! That means he didn't get any points during the Exam right?" Ochako surmised. "At least… Can we give him some of our points? I think I got in the twenties or something?"

"Yeah and I lost count after thirty five or so." Peter waved a hand. "I got some points to spare, I would be more than happy to give him some."

"Exactly, he saved my life!" Ochako declared, and Mic's grin was enough to split his face in two.

"And he took out a robot that could have been a major danger to everyone. Like, if this was real life, that robot would have caused a lot of damage and would have been a danger to heroes and civilians alike." Peter exclaimed. "The fact he was able to take out that robot, saving potentially others and definitely saving Uraraka-san here, means that Green there is a hero through and through." Ochako quirked an eye. Midori?

"Green?"

"I dunno his name so…" Peter shrugged.

Mic offered a closed mouth grin, patting Ochako on the head. "Well, I'm afraid we can't just take and give some points, dear Listeners, but, you two don't need to worry about a thing." He said with a snap. "After all, what is a Hero Course that rejects those who saves others? That's anything but a Hero Course." He winked. Ochako and Peter perked up.

"So… he'll pass, right?" Ochako asked, hopeful. Peter remained silent, on the edge of his seat.

Mic snapped his fingers. "We'll go over the film, but… I doubt there is anything to really comb over. Your lil friend there gave it his all in the act of saving others, since there is a hidden bonus system to the test." He then showed a toothy grin. "As for how much your friend will earn, well, you'll see next spring~" Ochako and Peter perked up.

"So we both passed too?"

"Oh I bet, but as for how much points you both get from the Villain Point and the hidden bonus system? You'll just have to see." Mic snapped his fingers. "Now if you'll excuse me, I got some work to do, so two go on home and rest up. Asta la vista babes!"

"Oh! Oh! I know that movie!" Peter jumped, speaking in English. He began snapping his fingers and trying to guess the movie. "What is the name? Grrr it's at the tip of my tongue! Was it the one with the robotpeople or the masked alien guys?!"

"Right! Thank you very much, Present Mic-san!" Ochako bowed deeply. Peter did so, but not as deep as he was recovering overh is. The blonde hero laughed and waved his arm.

"Go beat the traffic kiddos!" Peter and Ochako rose up and looked at each other, beaming.

"He's going to pass! I'm so glad!" She chirped as the two walked out of the faculty building. Peter laughed and offered his hand to high five, which the young girl gladly accepted.

"I know, I'm happy for the kid. I… actually kinda know him."

"Eh? You do?"

"Yeah, lives around my neighborhood, or at least in Musutafu." The brown haired boy elaborated. "Seen him a couple times, but never had the chance to talk to him." They were walking back to towards the parking lot and line of cars, where other students were meeting up with their parents or awaiting pick up to go to the train station. "I'll definitely talk to him when I can though."

"Yeah, and I can't wait to see you back here Parker-san!" Ochako smiled. "Let's do our best to become great heroes!"

"Absolutely." Peter nodded, hands in his pockets as he heard someone call out for Ochako. He spotted a man waving at her in an old and dingy looking truck.

"Oh, that's my dad. I'll see you later!"

"Bye Uraraka-san!" Peter waved, and the girl trotted with a skip to her step towards her parent. The boy from Queens smiled and leaned against a tree, looking at his phone until he got a text. Yu was in the school looking for him and will meet him by her car.

He trotted out to the parking lot, ready to go on home.

(X)

The evening was a blur of enjoyment, with Peter and Yu going out for teppan again as they went over their day. Apparently Yu tried to crash the party at the faculty observing the practical exam, but she was unable to gain entry even though her senpai, Kayama Nemuri AKA Midnight, was one of the faculty members. The fact that she was amongst the teaching staff made Peter raise an eyebrow.

And gained a twisted fascination in hoping that the X-Rated Heroine may be his teacher.

But their dinner was enjoyable, him relaying what he went through during both tests. He felt confident in both the Written and Practical portions, and Yu confirmed that she has a good hunch he will pass. They finished dinner and went on home to their apartment.

With Yu being at her firm for a while, she got a raise and was able to get a new flat, albeit in the same complex. Peter no longer has to sleep on the couch or web-hammocks. He has his own bed, his own room. They got home, they took their showers and were turning in for the night. "So… I'll get my acceptance letter within the week?"

"Yeah, sometimes it's tomorrow. Sometime it is a week." The blonde shrugged. "Just be patient, tomorrow we got to get you school supplies. You start in March after all, and that's only a few days off." The brown haired boy nodded.

"Alright, I'm gonna hit the hay." Peter waved, going to his room. He closed the door, hearing Yu call out 'Good night'.

He took a deep breath, content and happy to realize that he's going to become a hero. Peter looked at his bed.

Sleep should be a welcome reprieve.

Not for him.

He shed his clothes, plopping down on the bed. He's making his big step into becoming a professional hero. His dream to help others. Become a Friendly Neighborhood Spider Man.

Peter closed his eyes and turned over, gripping the sheets.

…

He hasn't told Yu. He hasn't told a soul. His physiology hid it well.

The terrors he sees in his dreams. The nightmares.

His comrades and loved ones turning to dust.

Being choked by the Mad Titan.

Rushing into Mr. Stark's arms… before Peter turned to ash.

The numbness as his body crumples like burnt char.

The cold void of death.

Peter curled up, letting out a sigh as he tried to force himself to sleep.

Tomorrow is another day.

(X)

A week later, it finally came. Peter was on the couch fiddling with some old computer parts that he managed to salvage from the local dumpster. Yu had been mortified when he brought it in, but he couldn't just leave it. Quality parts like this didn't fall out of the sky and it kept his hands busy.

The bell rang, and Peter heard a single letter fall through the mail slot. His hands froze, and in the kitchen, Yu dropped something. As one, they leaned over to see what had come through. On that plain white envelope was a single stamp marked with the UA symbol.

"It's here!" Yu screamed in delight.

Peter walked over and picked it up, bracing himself right before Yu slammed into his back, hugging him/trying to get the letter. "Open it open it!"

"Easy!" Peter quickly ripped the seal free from the letter. Inside was a small handwritten note and what looked like a tiny arc reactor. Except without the energy or the glowing parts. Yu plucked the disk before Peter could ask and threw it on the counter. It clicked as it landed, and a large screen projected came into view.

"Behold! For I am here… as a projection!" The voice of All Might, the Symbol of Peace and Justice, dressed in a nice yellow pinstripe suit, boomed out of the speakers. Peter flinched, he was expecting something, but a booming picture of the Number One Hero exploding into the living room was not it.

"All Might? What is he doing in a U.A. letter?" Yu wondered aloud.

"I know what you must be thinking. Why am I here? Well it's to congratulate you on your exemplary performance in the practical exam a week ago, Young Peter Parker."

"Huh, that's new," Yu said, picking up her drink, "Since when did the Number One hero help with U.A. admissions?"

"For you see, you're not only looking at the Number One Hero, you're looking at the newest U.A. faculty member!"

Peter ducked just in time to avoid his guardian's spit take. "Say what?! Nemuri-chan hid that from me!?" Peter ignored Yu's rant and couldn't take his eyes off the screen. Even though the speakers, he could feel it. The raw charisma of the Number One Hero, the strength, it all poured out of All Might like a waterfall.

"And as a faculty member, I heard about you and Young Uraraka's request to give away your points."

"Wait what!?" Yu screamed before looking at Peter as if he destroyed a ceremonial urn. "What for?!"

"A kid I met saved a girl but he had no points, what was I supposed to do?" Peter asked.

"Truly admirable, both of you, but there is no need to worry! Like you might have guessed, the practical exam wasn't graded on Villain Points alone! After all, what kind of hero course would turn away someone willing to save others, regardless of the consequences to themselves? That's what heroism is all about, so there are Rescue Points!"

The screen flashed, and Peter's eyes bulged at the sight.

It was a name next to number eight.

"To Midoriya Izuku, 60 Rescue Points!"

The camera panned up to fourth place.

"To Uraraka Ochako, 45 Rescue Points!"

Another flash, and Peter felt his jaw drop to the floor. Cause right there, right next to the first place, number one, was his name.

"And to you, Peter Parker, 70 Rescue Points and 69 Villain Points, nearly catching my own record, you have passed at the pinnacle of the first year rankings!" All Might then took out a napkin, dabbing his forehead, ever present smile on his visage. "I'm going to be honest, you had me sweating there! But, this is not nervousness, no, but anxiety and excitement! And I'm sure you must be feeling the same too, Young Parker!"

He… he did pass, but at first place? Peter began to laugh in disbelief. He had a feeling he passed… but get to number one like that! Yu grabbed his shoulders and giggled, but he couldn't hear her. All Might's grin widened as he reached out to the screen.

"I know you've trained hard to get to this spot, so allow me be the first to say it."

All Might eyed the screen once more, and across the city, two boys heard the Symbol of Peace say the same words.

"Welcome, to your Hero Academia."

The projection shut off, and in a small apartment, a green haired boy couldn't stop the tears from flowing. In another, a boy not of this world smiled bright, getting watery eyed as Yu cackled, jumping up and down for joy.

He… he did it, didn't he?

Did you see that Mr. Stark?

Uncle Ben?

One step closer… One step closer to being the friendly neighborhood Spider Man he dreams to be.

Hopefully the dreams will be worth it at this point.