Peter rushed home in a panic, arriving at his doorstep completely out of breath.
He had been in a great mood earlier. While at the Osborn Corporation, he'd used a formula left by his parents to help Connors break through a Gene Lock that had been baffling him. He'd successfully used a model to heal a White Mouse that had a broken leg.
Once Connors could confirm his experimental results were safe for Humans, this breakthrough could potentially save countless lives!
But as he left the Osborn Corporation and saw the sky darkening, Peter suddenly panicked.
He remembered Uncle Ben repeatedly reminding him at noon not to forget to pick up Aunt May. But he and Connors had been so engrossed in their research that they'd completely lost track of time.
It was so late; he couldn't be sure if Aunt May was still waiting for him.
Still, he rushed to Aunt May's workplace. However, Ben had already taken Aunt May home by then. Filled with worry, Peter didn't even have time to catch his breath before rushing straight home.
He saw Uncle Ben standing at their doorstep from a distance.
Ben's serious expression made Peter incredibly uneasy. Being scolded was secondary; what mattered more was that Peter didn't know if Aunt May had gotten home safely. New York nights weren't safe, and if something happened to Aunt May because of his negligence, he'd never forgive himself.
"Uncle Ben, where's Aunt May!" he shouted before he even stopped running.
The frantic sprint had left Peter exhausted, even with his enhanced stamina. He stood with his hands on his hips, his throat burning as if on fire, his body hunched over, barely able to speak.
Yet, his expression was filled with worry and fear.
Seeing him like this, Ben, who had intended to scold him sternly, softened immediately.
"Benny picked her up," Ben said. "He lied for you, saying you told him to go get her."
Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Aunt May was safe, the weight on his chest lifting. But he was also incredibly surprised and guilty. He remembered that it was Benny who had reminded him at noon not to forget to pick up Aunt May. Not only had he forgotten, but Benny had stepped in to fulfill his promise for him.
"I'm so sorry..." Peter was too choked up with distress to speak. He didn't even dare to look Uncle Ben in the eye.
Fortunately, perhaps because Peter wasn't as oblivious to the situation as he was in the original movie, Uncle Ben saw his worry and guilt. This made Uncle Ben less angry with him.
"Everyone slips up sometimes, Peter," he said gently, choosing his words carefully to avoid upsetting the boy too much. "You're a lot like your father. I think that's wonderful, truly wonderful!"
Ben meant every word.
Although Peter's father and he were brothers, they were completely different. Compared to his ordinary self, Peter's father was far more accomplished. Ben hoped Peter would become a remarkable scientist, just like his father.
"But your father always believed that with great power comes great responsibility," Ben said, walking over to Peter and putting an arm around him, offering a bit of warmth and comfort.
"You're growing up now. While May and I aren't your real parents..."
"What, no!" Peter's heart lurched at those words. He quickly looked up, wanting to say something, but Ben gestured for him to continue.
"It's okay, Peter. It's the truth," Ben said seriously.
"May and I don't object to you or Benny exploring things about your parents. It's your right, and we have no grounds to stop you. But remember, even though we aren't your parents, we love you just the same.
"I don't expect you to contribute much to this family, but I hope you won't make May sad, okay?" Ben asked. "Do you know what could have happened if Benny hadn't gone to pick up May today?"
"I..." Peter opened his mouth but couldn't speak.
On the way home, he couldn't stop thinking about the worst-case scenario – he could have lost Aunt May because of this.
Ben reached out and squeezed his shoulders. "You're not the only one who would think that. May would have been even more worried than you when she didn't see you!"
"Yeah," Peter could only nod, unsure what else to do.
The guilt washed over him, greatly diminishing the joy he'd felt from his newfound superpowers.
Ben didn't want to see him wallowing in guilt, so he comforted him. "The important thing is that you're both safe now. That's enough. Just remember not to do this again, okay? Remember, with great power comes great responsibility."
Peter nodded, his eyes red.
Just then, the house door opened.
Benny stood there, holding a Pork Chop in one hand, taking a big bite. Grease dripped from it as he leaned against the doorframe. "How much longer are you two going to stand at the door?"
Peter and Ben looked at him simultaneously.
Ben narrowed his eyes, then playfully slapped Peter on the back and said loudly, "You must be starving, kid. Let's go eat!"
Then, he whispered in Peter's ear, "Benny already lied for you once today, so just go along with what he said, okay? Don't worry May."
"Okay!" Peter nodded vigorously!
Night.
Peter and Benny ate heartily, then squeezed into Benny's room.
"Ugh—" Peter let out a burp. "I never thought I could eat this much."
"Clearly, our superpowers mean we need more calories. If we keep eating at this rate, Uncle Ben will be bankrupt soon," Benny said, lying on the bed.
He had expected a fight tonight, but he hadn't anticipated Uncle Ben resolving everything so peacefully.
However, another problem loomed—money!
Without Benny and Peter, Uncle Ben and Aunt May would have lived comfortably. But with two more children in the house, their expenses had increased significantly. Now that they were eating so much, they had nearly emptied the refrigerator tonight.
"We need to find a way to make some money."
Peter nodded seriously. "With great power comes great responsibility. Now that we have superpowers, it's time we take responsibility for this family." He pondered for a moment. "What do you think about fighting underground boxing matches? I bet no one could beat us. We could make a fortune!"
"No, absolutely no fighting!" Benny exclaimed, startled by the suggestion.
He had barely managed to stop the Spider-Web Incident. Who knew what would happen if Spider-Man started fighting in underground boxing rings?
At that moment, Peter's thoughts shifted again. He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe we should use our superpowers for something."
He slid a chair over to Benny's bed and said earnestly, "Like Uncle Ben said, gaining superpowers isn't just a gift; more importantly, it's our responsibility.
"We have an obligation to use them to make the world a better place!"
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