Peter
I swing away from the orphanage and start looking for a good bad guy. Today is definitely one of the slower days. It's 5:30 and I've only caught a guy stealing a purse and a robber.

I'm just about to call it a night when I feel my spider senses go off. What now? I turn around to see Ironman. "Holy shit! Your the Ironman," I say as I stare at him. "You need to come with us."

"Whoops, sorry no can do. See unlike playboys this little spider has a bed time, so if you don't excuse me..." I say as I look down at my hands. My spider sense goes of again. I duck and turn to find Captain America who had just thrown his shield at me.

"You know it's not nice to throw stuff at a stranger right?" I ask as I think of a plan. "Thats it kid," Tony says as he starts to fire at me. "Woah woah!" I say as I try to dodge the repulser blasts.

I run in to something after I frantically tried to avoid the shots. It grabs me and holds me. Shit. Cap has a vice lock grip on me. "Come on man what did I even do?" I ask. I know I've been caught, but today I really cannot get taken anywhere.

I try to squirm free of Caps grip, but I am at a bad angle and can't find a good escape. Ironman walks over. "Kid you're coming with us," he says as he lifts up his helmet to reveal Tony Stark. "First of all what time is it?"

He looks at me weird before he says "7:30."

"Great guys just great. Really." I say out loud. I see Tony look at Cap with an annoyed expressionon his face. "You made me late. Now I'm in even more trouble," I rant out loud.

I feel Cap loosen his grip. Seeing my chance I quickly push through his arms and run down the building. I then shoot my web and make my way over to the orphanage as fast as I can. After I get changed I walk in as quietly as I can.

The light flicks on which makes me jump out of my skin. "Two hours late," mistress said with venomous hate in her voice. "Your punishment is going to be worse." I turn and see her in the waiting room.

"No food like before. You are going to get lashed tomorrow morning. You will be locked in the closet on Saturday, but Sunday you will help clean. Now put your stuff away and go to the closet." She says glaring at me.

I swiftly go upstairs set down my stuff take a shower and change. I go into the closet and sit down. I feel kind of dizzy and sick to. This is not going to be a good weekend. I think as I let sleep take over my weak body.

Steve
"Ok lets go today is the day!" I shout with excitement as I walk into our bedroom where Tony is still asleep. "Hey get. Up." I say as I start to poke Tony.

"What why?" He says with a yawn. "Adoption day come on," he perks up at the words. We've been waiting our whole life to adopt a kid and today is finally the day. We both get ready quickly, eat breakfast and then hop into the car.

"Lets try not to run over any kids this time," I say as Tony screeches out of the garage. "Hahaha your hilarious," he says as he rolls his eyes.

We park the car out side the building and walk hand in hand. Once we get to the top time seems to stop. It takes a minute before either of us gets our cool back and knock. A grouchy older lady cones to answer.

"How may I help you two today?" She asks as she looks us up and down. "We are here to adopt." Tony says as he starts to move forward. "Come on in," she says with a forced smile.

Tony
This lady is disgusting. This place is disgusting. I think I'm gonna puke. "This is a nice place you got," I lie straight through my teeth. "Would you like a boy or girl?"

"Boy," I say. "What would be the age range from toddler to teen?" She asks once again.

"Teen," Steve says as he looks around skeptically. "Ok, we have one boy teenager. His name is Peter Parker he has been here the longest which is over a year. He is also the oldest," her face was twisted up in disgust.

"Yeah I would like to see him," I said smirking at the lady. "Fine. He is on the top floor to the left." She said before going back to doing her own business.

Me and Steve went upstairs outside the room and knocked. There wasn't an answer at first, but then after a little bit we hear a "come in." I was first in the room. It was utterly awful. There was little to no bed and the walls were full of mold.

The kid didn't look much better. He was really thin and looked sick. "Hey," Steve whispers "thats the little guy you almost crushed." I roll my eyes.

"Hey," I say as I address the kid. "I'm Tony Stark-Rogers and this is Steve Stark-Rogers we are here looking to adopt."

He looks at me and Steve with weary eyes. Sheesh this kid needs a doctor. "Hi, I'm Peter Parker." He slurs his words a little bit. I turn to Steve I can tell he's thinking the same thing. We need to get this kid the hell out of here.