the window

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I opened the door of the warehouse and looked inside okay no way I'm putting him on the couch because it will probably break and I really dont feel like having to sleep on the floor if it does I cant put him in a table cause there is none so...that leaves the bath-tube I looked towards the bathroom and dragged mr.wilson with me only when I tried to get him to enter his wings got stuck to both sides of the door I let him go and groaned running a hand down my face
"Why do you have to be so difficult!"
"..."
I glared at him okay i can do this sighed and turned my back around turning him to the side and making him enter the bathroom but the second me did i fell and dropped him right on top of me.*huff* I pushed him off and looked at the bathtub then at his wings
"Toilet it is! Then" I carried him and shut the toilets cap his body still slack on my shoulders and pushed him at it but the second I did the wings slammed at the sink breaking it i glared st the man
"Your paying for that I dont care how or when but your doing it because im not going as low as not washing my hands"

"..." his body went slack his head resting on his knees okay I can work with that gives me advantage over stitching his head anyways I looked through the bathroom cupboards looking for the the medical threads
"I could have sworn i kept them here! Just last weak I got stabbed so there hear somewhere" I opened the 3rd supported at found them! Yes! Okay okay uh I looked towards his head I need a razor um...okay no moustache then cant do that I left the bathroom and looked for something to use and smiled when I found a knife razor knife same thing I went back to the bathroom and started trying to cut around the wound
"Aha...okay look when you wake up please dont get mad at the haircut okay?"

"...."
" the thing is" *cut*
" I'm helping you because beauty is pain am I right?" I looked at the wound and started to put iodine at it
"Its not like your bald okay?"
"..." I looked at the threads the and stuck them at the end of the needle and started stitching his head
"Dont take it too personally I mean it has that look that says wow, you know?" I finished stitching his head and threw the needle in the garbage then pulled his head up to look at him and my eyes winded
"Wow..just just avoid looking at the mirror okay? Or socially interacting with anyone and you should be good" I patted his back awkwardly
"..."
" okay so uh to get you out of here I guess cause I am so not carrying you through that door again I turned around and looked at the huge window in the bathroom that I had to put covers at
"You know I always complained about that I mean who puts a window in the bathroom? Especially that big I mean that's just wrong" I grabbed him and pulled him by his arms then stuck a web at his back then slowly lowered him down and sighed in relief
"But now to be honest I'm so glad that they did" I closed the window and jumped out as well okay so to get this guy home. I looked at his clothes and my eyes widened when I saw tha A symbol at it shit hes an avenger!
" you couldn't have told me you where an avenger before you passed out?!?!" I raised my hands in exasperation then stared at the sky *huff* well I guess it's now or never I grabbed him by the arms and swung him towards th tower
Tony's p.o.v

"Wait isn't that ten FBI's job?" He looked at me like saying are you stupid?
"Ansser the question no need with the looks fury
"*sigh* hes a vigilante stark and incha ced individual o highly doubt that the FBI can catch him and we need to before he goes around killing more innocent victims" I sighed
"Tony he has a poi-"
'Boss I really think you should look over at the left window'
"What is it now fr-" but the second I turned around i was utterly speechless sam was hanging from a web outside of the tower his back showing and a letter stuck to it
'Hey I think this belongs to you I like to return things to where they belong cant risk them getting list am I right?

-from your friendly neighberhood spiderman :)

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