Dick: So how long have you been doing this whole crime fighting thing?
Peter: Honestly, kinda lost track around the 90s but a long time.
Dick: That's rough. You got any back up like a team?
Peter: Nah. Been on several teams but none that stick. I like doing things on my own.
Dick: Any family?
Peter: Nope. My parents were CIA agents and killed by the Red Skull, the leader of Hydra, when I was young-
Dick: W-wait-
Peter: I was adopted by my aunt and uncle but when I got my powers, I let a robber go and that same robber killed my uncle-
Dick hearing aggressive running in the distance: Pete stop-
Peter: Yea and after being spider-man for a while I was hated by a news organization, was accused of killing my first girlfriend's dad-
*Aggressive running speeds up*
Dick: Pete, stop he is coming-
Peter: And then she died in my arms after I tried to catch her with a web but didn't factor in the momentum. And I have been non-stop struggling since.
*Aggressive running stops*
Dick: Oh no... he is here.
Peter: Who-
Bruce Wayne bursting through the wall holding a robin costume: SO, YOU'VE STRUGGLED ALL YOUR LIFE AND ARE, OR CLOSE TO BEING, AN ORPHAN??
Dick: PETE RUN!

















