"You said it's untraceable!" Watson said angrily.
"Just relax, OK. I've got this. "

Open up.

All right, I've got this! Peter Parker thought, as the door opened.
"Peter Parker and Watson Davidson, you are under arrest for hacking into the police database. " The police chief spat, "You have the right to remain silent... "
"Yeah yeah,  I know my rights. "

***
But he sure didn't. At the police station, Watson was cursing.
"Fuck. Shit. "
A gentleman dressed all in black approached them, nodding at the policeman, "Thanks officer, I'll take on from here. "
***
"So, " he said to Peter, "Says here you are a high school dropout. And... Wait, now this is interesting. "
The man pooled over the file, "Says here you had a mental disorder making you believe you were Spiderman. "
It isn't a disorder you idiot. I'm Spiderman.
"Interesting! " The man said, "Listen kid. I don't want to make this sound like a counselling session but, you are approaching adulthood. These guys over there, " he pointed at the police men, "were once like you. But they grew up... "
"Sir, I can explain..."
"Don't interrupt. They grew up to be responsible. Now life is giving you a chance to do the same. Do you want to Fuck it up?" he spat, "Sorry."
He fumbled among the papers.
A police man entered the interrogation room.
"Detective. We have a problem. "
"What's wrong? "
"It's the Russians again! "
The man took in a deep breath, then looked at Peter, "I'm Detective Scott by the way. "

He scurried across the room.
"What about him? " the policeman asked Scott.
"Well, keep him and his friend in the juvenile cell till I get back."

***
"Pete I told you. Told you we were going to jail. And if mom gets to know about this... "
"Hey, look at me. No one is going to jail."
Watson grinned sarcastically, "You can be a jerk."
Peter Parker's phone beeped. He gasped.
"How did you bring a phone in..."
"Watson," his eyes lit up, "It's Auntie May. "

***
"Hey sir, sir!" Peter yelled at the guard, "I need to speak to Detective Scott. "
"Wait, there!"

***
"You wanted to apologise? " Scott said, rhetorically.
"It's a message from auntie May! "
"And how did you get a phone in there?" Scott paused, "Alright, what does it say? "

"The last one says she's in a garage or warehouse and it's really dark." Peter told Scott.
"Alright, stay put kid. Has she called you again? Or texted back? "
"No, that was the last message."
"Alright stay here... "
"I can help! "
"Stay here kid. This ain't a video game! "
Of course it isn't, you scumbag!