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Peter Parker, currently dressed in his Spider-Man costume, walked down a city street while munching on a hot dog. Ever since he'd saved the life of a hot dog stand owner, they were kind enough to give him one free hot dog per day for the rest of his life. He'd really appreciated it since money was always on the low side for him.

'Speaking of money, what am I going to buy Aunt May for her birthday?' he pondered, 'I don't suppose she'll want a hot-'

Wham

Lost in thought about hot dogs, he failed to notice his spider-sense warning him of someone running towards him from an alleyway. In his schock he dropped his hot dog on the pavement.

'Well there goes my lunch,' Peter thought before looking to see what ran into him. It was a little girl with long white hair, red eyes and a horn on her forehead.

"Sorry little fella, I wasn't paying attention," Peter reached forward to try to help the little girl up, only for the girl to flinch looking visibly scared.

'Well that's not a good sign...' Peter took a closer look at the young girl. She was a worn-out white dress, that looked more like an old pillowcase than something a person would wear. She lacked any footwear and all of her limbs were covered in bandages. Based on all this information and her previous reactions, whoever was taking care of this child wasn't doing a good job of it.

"Hey, it's okay I won't hurt you," Spidey lifted a portion of his mask up and smiled, attempting to reassure the girl but she still looked terrified.

"You should be more careful..." The little girl flinched at the sound of the voice coming from down the alleyway she had come from. Out of the darkness walked a man with short brown hair wearing a plague mask,"...We don't want to cause trouble for the heroes."

'That mask...' Spidey thought to himself, '...looks familiar, but I can't put my finger on it…'

"It's no problem really, but is the Medieval fair going on right now?" Peter joked pulling his mask down.

"Oh don't mind the mask, it keeps out the filth" the masked man said menacingly, "I haven't seen you before, what agency are you from?"

"Well, I'm just your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man" Spider-Man replied, "I don't belong to any particular agency."

"A vigilante huh?" said the man, "Well that's none of my business, but I'm sure there are places you need to be, and me and my daughter are running late for some important business. Let's go, Eri."

At those words, the little girl, apparently named Eri, jumped into Peter arms, "P-Please, please don't go," she sobbed quietly. Spider-Man put his arm around her back, holding her defensily. His eyes narrowing on his mask.

"You're daughter seems scared, Sir" Spider-Man said bitterly.

"Oh she's just afraid that I'll punish her for running away like that," he replied. Eri's grip on him grew tighter, as her whole body began to tremble.

"Do you punish your daughter often?" Spider-Man interrogated.

"Punish is a harsh word. I just meant a light scolding, that's all," the man said innocently,

"Theses bandages say otherwise," Spider-Man shot back.

The two glared at each for a moment, before the man in the mask gave a sigh.

"Alright, let's discuss this back in the alley, I'm sure we can work something out," the man said calmly, "Or are we going to have to get the police involved?"

Peter stood up, Eri still in his arms. 'This guy is making my spider-sense go crazy, he must have a really strong quirk. If that's the case I can't fight this guy here, too many people could get hurt. Can I really save this girl?' Peter contemplated.

Peter looked down to the girl in his arms. She leaned into his ear and cried softly, "J-Just let me go. I-I don't want him to hurt you too." Peter only gently patted her head in response, 'There's no way I'm giving her back. With great power comes great responsibility after all.'

"Don't worry I'm going to get you outta here," Peter whispered to Eri, "Just hold on tight."

"What are you waiting for?" asked the masked man, "Are coming or wha-" The man was cut-off as a webbing was suddenly stuck to his face.

As he was distracted Spider-Man webbed up the entrance to the alley, and took off web slinging in the opposite direction, holding Eri tightly in his arm.

"Welcome to Air-Spidey!" Spider-Man quipped, "Remember to keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times, and make sure your phones are set to airplane mode!"

Web slinging was both scary and thrilling for the young girl. She'd never felt like this before. Was this real, was she finally going to be free, or was this just another dream she was going to wake up from.

"Hey Eri?" asked Spider-Man, "I'm going to need a favour."

The little girl nodded in response. "I'm going to take you to the police station, when you're there I need you to tell them your name, and what your father did to you. Do you think you can do that?"

"Y-Yeah I think I can Mr...," she replied, "...Um, excuse me what's your name?"

"Oh you must have missed it. I'm your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man!" he said cheerfully, "And don't forget the hyphen."

" -Man will you stay with me at the police station," she asked cautiously.

"Well you see, I'm not really a legal hero..." Peter saw Eric frown, "...but I'll stay with you to make sure you're safe."

Eri face lit up with those words. She closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest, as Peter continued to make his way to their destination.

"Thank you -Man," Eric mumbled.

Just Another Day In The Life Of The Amazing Spider-Man.