“Oof, that wasn’t very good, Spidey, you oughta zinc if a new one, huh?” Hopefully he would be done before he had to think of another. That was the only chemistry joke he knew. “Keep your head up, monster under the bed rules, if you can’t see it, it ain’t happening.”

He moved quickly, using the remainder of the arrow shaft to pull the arrowhead out as quickly as possible. “Alrighty, its out and you have a way cooler souvenir from this than some lame finger bones.” He waved the arrow at Peter.

“Gotta clean it up first, but pay attention now, do you know how to wrap up a wound so you don’t go getting alien dirt in it?”