Chapter 8

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                          3 years
Peter was running on sands of Themyscira feeling the wind on his hairs

Themyscira a home for the amazons a paradise where spider man was given a role to protect this island his home

Peter ran where he entered the jungle and lifted large piles of wood trunks way above his head

Peter:There only one king

Peter then jumped high in the air and swung up shot his amazon made web shooters

Peter:Oh yea baby

Peter swung around through the amazon land and was waved by the amazons

The amazons finally accepted better and they appreciate how he is a good representation of man

Peter swung towards his tower

Peter:Now this is amazing

Diana came out of the tower

Diana:Peter dear how was your run

Peter:Oh great just trying to get faster gotta be prepared for anything

Diana:anything

Peter:anything

Diana pulls him closer to her face

Peter:name one thing

Then suddenly a cry came from inside only that this cry made peter happy and brought him a laugh

Diana:Your turn

Peter:Its always my turn

Peter goes inside the tower to the second floor of his tower where he sees a man made crib made out of wood

Peter looks inside and sees a small beautiful baby with long black hair with blue eyes with tears calming down as she  at peter

Peter:Hey beautiful what's wrong miss me already*Sniff Sniff*oh and you  brought me a welcome home gift

Peter began changing her diaper

Diana came in

Diana:Oh look at you honey doing the impossible

Peter:Shouldn't you be doing this

Diana:Oh peter didn't you say you would do anything for me

Peter:Yes i mean

Diana:case in point you wanted a kid with me so here you go face the consequences

Peter:where in this together so

Diana:Your the man

Peter laugh

Diana hugged him

Diana:oh i remember mother reaction

Flashback

Hippolyta:THIS SHALL NOT STAND

Diana:But mother

Hippolyta:No diana you dont understand whats at steak here

Diana:Mother please be reasonable

Hippolyta:Diana no this is beyond gods*throwing down her cup full of wine*

Diana:Mother please listen

Hippolyta:You must understand the wine is not good without alcohol

Diana:We will fix it ill get peters help

Hippolyta:Good so what where you gonna tell me

Diana:Mother i em with child

---Silence---

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