Peter WHY...

It was around 8 PM when Peter decided to take a stroll around the city. The night was cool, with a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees that lined the streets. The city lights illuminated the sidewalks, casting a warm glow over the bustling city.

Peter was wearing a grey hoodie, his black mask, and sunglasses to conceal his identity. As he walked, he kept an eye out for any signs of trouble. 

Let's see if there's any action tonight, he thought, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation.

As he approached a musical instrument store, he noticed something unusual. The front door was slightly ajar, and there was a black van parked nearby with its engine running. His senses immediately went on high alert. Looks like I've found tonight's entertainment, he thought with a smirk.

Quietly, Peter approached the store and peeked inside. He saw four men inside, rummaging through the shelves and grabbing expensive instruments. They were armed with knives and guns, clearly not afraid to use them. Outside, a fifth man was waiting in the getaway van, keeping an eye out for any unwanted attention.

Peter slipped inside the store, staying in the shadows. Time to take these guys down , he thought. He moved swiftly and silently, positioning himself behind one of the robbers.

"Hey, buddy," Peter said in a low voice, tapping the robber on the shoulder.

The robber turned around, startled. "What the—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Peter delivered a swift punch to his jaw, knocking him out cold. The noise caught the attention of the other robbers, who turned to see what had happened.

"Who the hell are you?" one of them demanded, brandishing a knife.

"Just a concerned citizen," Peter replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'd recommend putting those down before someone gets hurt."

"Get him!" another robber shouted, pulling out a gun.

Peter moved with lightning speed, dodging the bullets as they whizzed past him. He leaped into the air, delivering a powerful kick to the gunman, sending him crashing into a display of guitars.

Let's hope the store has an insurance.... Peter thought.

The other robbers charged at him with knives, but Peter was ready.

Alright, let's do this, he thought, weaving and dodging their attacks with ease. He grabbed one of the robbers by the wrist and twisted it, forcing him to drop his knife. A quick elbow to the face took him out of the fight.

The last two robbers tried to corner Peter, but he was too fast for them. He spun around, delivering a series of punches and kicks that left them dazed and disoriented. With a final, powerful punch, he knocked both of them to the ground.

"Well that was fun." He said to himself.

Outside, the getaway driver heard the commotion and decided to investigate. As he approached the store, Peter grabbed a nearby drumstick and threw it at the van's window, shattering the glass. The driver froze, unsure of what to do.

"You're next," Peter said.

The driver turned to run, but Peter was already on him. He tackled the man to the ground, knocking him out with a single punch. With all five robbers incapacitated, Peter quickly gathered the stolen goods and placed them in the van.

"Now let's make an art", Peter said to himself.

Using his webs, Peter secured the robbers to the van, ensuring they wouldn't be going anywhere. He then used his web again on the nearby lampposts, creating a makeshift barrier to prevent any escape attempts.

As he finished, he heard the distant sound of police sirens approaching. Perfect timing, he thought, satisfied with his work.

When the cops arrived, they found the robbers webbed to the van with the stolen goods. Peter watched from a nearby rooftop as the officers apprehended the criminals. I guess I did a pretty good job tonight, he thought with a grin.

As the police secured the scene, Peter silently slipped away, disappearing into the night. He felt a sense of loss, knowing he made a mistake by using to much noice. I should have been more silent, I didn't even get to take anything valuable. Dammit, he thought. 

"Let's just hope there will be another robbery or assault near me, Maybe I should start stealing." Peter said to himself.

"Nah to much work and I might get caught when SHIELD shows up."