36 First Day (1/2)

The sun rays beamed over Jake's face, almost blinding him, he was used to being in the darkness way too much. Any ray of light angered his symbiotes to the core, even his Funnel-Spider primal instincts hated the sunlight, since he only hunted at night.

*Ring!Ring!Ring!* Chimes Jake's alarm, ”Shut up already,” He tossed the alarm in the garbage can and stomp on it to silence the tiny alerting device.

Jake gets dressed and wears his usual clothing which was a black-t-shirt and a black biker jacket over it and navy blue jeans. He goes upstairs to the main room section of Bruces Wayne's mansion.

Bruce Wayne is cooking something for Jake he was wearing an apron that said 'BestBillionaire'.

”Master Bruce how fancy of you to be cooking this morning. What is the occasion?” Alfred asks with his eyebrows furrowed and a surprised look on his face. It was the first time in years Bruce had ever cooked something for himself, let alone for someone else.

”I am just making myself a quick meal. Do you want some Jake?” Bruce asked as he skillfully flipped up an Omelette.

”Sure,” Jake poured himself some coffee and sat at the Master Table which was made of pure gold.

”Don't sit there. Only the King of the house sits there,” Bruce said with a slight grin.

Jake kicks his legs on top of the golden table, ”I forgot who was the 'King'.” He said with a defiant smirk.

”Oh no,” Alfred shook his head side to side, he knew something bad was going to happen. Luckily for Jake, Bruce was in a good mood. Sort of good mood.

Bruce, Jake, and Alfred all sat down together on the Master Table.

”Pass me the butter,” Jake commanded his Butter Spreader Robot.

*Zrrrrrom* Jake's handy robotic invention drives over to Jake's side and passes him the butter.

”What the Seven Hells is that?” Bruce said as he first looked at Jake with confusion in his eyes.

”It's one of my many Great Inventions, it took me approximately1 minute to create,” Jake replied while sipping more coffee as the robot spread butter on Jake's toast.

”What is my purpose?” The Butter Spreader Robot asked its creator.

”You pass butter,” Jake eats his butter toast and walks towards the front door.

”Oh God. Fuck my life,” Says the robot in a sad remorseful tone full of soulless sorrow as its tiny head tilts down in disappointment. His own creator banished it.

”Hey, do you need a ride to school?” Asked Bruce as he cut through his Omelette and took a bite.

”Not really,” Jake almost leaves the door and bumps into someone in front of him.

”Oh hey Jake, nice to meet you again,” Nick Fury puffs up neck collar on his black and grey business suit.

'Shit what is this asshole doing here?' Jake didn't want to use his powers on Nick Fury, it would be a waste, but his spider-senses could sense someone powerful nearby.