A/N: SHITSHITSHIT sorry to the few people who looked at the summary and saw that it said 'any friends' I MEANT MANY FRIEND! PETER DOESNT HAVE MANY FRIENDS THAT WAS A TYPO AND I APOLOGISE.

-i.g

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Peter Parker was having a pretty great day for the first time this year. Flash hadn't bothered him all day, his least favourite teacher hadn't asked anything of him and no one was in trouble so he didn't have to leave school half way through just to save anybody, so in total, he was pretty much in a good mood, not knowing his mood would be killed instantly once he had gotten home.

Peter went to unlock the door to his apartment, not sure as to whether his Aunt May had come home yet. Before he opened the door though, his spidy senses had put him off, he then instantly knew that something was wrong. He took a deep breath in and walked into the door. He was shocked to see the apartment trashed and his Aunt May.. lying on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. He instantly rushed to her side to ask her what had happened.

"May??! Are you alright?? What happened? Did someone come in here and trash the place?" Peter asked his tone being confused and concerned.

"Ahh Peter... the boy who just doesn't stop asking questions every single second." She laughed. Peter scrunched his eyebrows together in a confused manner. "Aunt May?" He questioned.

May sat up and put the glass of wine down, not without taking another sip of it. "I lost all my money, Peter. I'm gonna get it all back though, I just need to win this one time." May said, a glisten of deviousness in her eyes.

Peter looked even more concerned. "You.. bet all of your money? Even the money that Mom and Dad left me for a way for me to go to college?" He asked her quietly. May got up and walked to the kitchen, bringing the wine glass with her, Peter hurriedly following behind. "Aunt May??" He questioned again.

She brought out another bottle of wine and was about to fill it out in the wine glass when she decided to answer. "I didn't touch your money, Peter. But the next thing I'll be betting is the apartment, I'll for sure win this time." She laughed to herself, throwing the wine glass at the sink, ignoring the fact that she broke it and grabbed the entire wine bottle instead. Walking back to the couch she was suddenly stopped by Peter. "May.. what about me? You can't bet the apartment! Or get yourself into these messes or.. or do all this to yourself." Peter told her, ignoring the angry face May began to posses.

"I'll do whatever I want, Peter. I make the decisions in this house and I say that I'm going to bet it. I hope you understand I'm doing this for you." She told him sternly, Peter just frowned at her response. "Now go to bed." She ordered him, popping open the bottle of wine.

"No." He told her. She suddenly stopped walking. "Excuse me?" She asked him. "I told you no. I'm finished with all this drinking business. It's been going on for so long, all the betting and drinking. I'm sick of you making YOUR own life miserable and mine. I came home today in the best mood, thinking you were finished all this drinking and betting like you'd promised me last week. But no, here you are sitting on the couch, drinking out of a bottle of wine like a pathetic idiot." Peter almost yelled at her. He instantly regretted a few of his words, a few. May looked at him in digust instead of sympathy.

Then suddenly a loud noise was slapped right across Peters face. May had slapped him. He rubbed his red cheek and held in his tears. May, his own Aunt did something no child deserves. "Take that as a warning. I'm going out again. If you go out while I'm gone you'll regret it." May spat as she walked to the door, not holding anything back.

As she slammed the door behind her, Peter walked to his room and instantly started putting on his Spider-man suit, tears falling off his face. He jumped out the window and started flying off to nowhere.

"Peter, your emotional state is very high and you seem to very much be in distress, would you like me to notify Mr Stark of this?" His A.I Karen suddenly said. "N-no t-thankyou K..-karen" Peter replied as he swung from building to building. "Notifying Mr Stark now." Karen informed him, making Peter even more distressed. "NO NO NO Karen! Do not tell Mr Stark!" He exclaimed. "Notifying complete." She told him, Peter just sighed and swung to the nearest building he could sit on.

"Perhaps this wasn't such a great day after all." He said to himself.

A/N

I would like to take this moment to say that WE ALL LOVE MAY AND JAZZ SO DONT @ ME COS OF HOW I'VE MADE HER SOUND IN THIS STORY! ITS. A. FUCKING. AU

Thankyou for your attention bye

-i.g