Characters: Pete, OT Billy, anyone really.. anyone but Magneto. He's banned.
Setting: On the subway, NYC metro tunnels, around nine pm
Content: Nothing terrible Summary: While out of costume and heading home, Pete bumps into some other heroes off the clock
Pete glanced his watch for the third time as the subway cart came to another stop. New Yorkers shuttled on and off as the cart rumbled to life again and made it's way slowly to Queens. With one hand glued to the railing and the other his backpack, Peter glanced outside the window of the cart and into the darkness of the tunnels outside.
It had been a long day. Lately every day in costume seemed to be a long day, but that was the least of his troubles tonight. Normally Peter would have simply web slung home but from this side of the Bronx it would take him to midnight to do that. He was already going to be past curfew, Pete allowed himself a small sigh as a new flow of people shuttled on. Well, it least he'd only be an hour late this way.
Still Peter Parker allowed himself a small satisfied smile, he done well. Webbing up bank heist that could have gotten some people killed. The criminals had been using some kind of black market super tech with sonic blasters. Usually that was more of the Avengers fair, but those clowns were always too busy fighting amongst themselves than actually doing any work. So it was left to those with great responsibility to be late instead. Ah well, Peter didn't mind. He kinda liked the thrill of a good web shot to the face.