Marvel's Spider-Man: Lucas Tsang

Issue #2: Family

A/N: Hey everyone. Welcome back to the second chapter. I just want to thank all of you who decided to give this story a chance. 

Honestly, doing something like this is pretty risky. I've always been scared that it would never get attention because it doesn't use any characters we know such as Peter, MJ, Gwen, Felicia, Harry, Eddie, etc.

Then one day I was I decided to just go ahead with it. You'll never know if you don't try right?

Thanks for the support!

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"What time is it?" I asked myself, picking up my phone to stare at the clock. It was close to 6:30. I've been working on this since I got home, and neither my mom or dad are home yet. "Another late night for them..." 

I closed my notebook, deciding to take a break from my report. Plus, I started to get a little hungry. I went out into the kitchen, looking through the cupboards, and fridge to see if there was anything I could make for myself.

"I should cook for mom and dad too" I said to myself, opening the bottom cupboard to grab some rice. I knew how to cook thanks to my mom. She always told me cooking is one of the greatest life skills you can ever have. Given, she didn't teach me too much since I'm always studying. 

I looked through the fridge and saw we had some Chinese broccoli and some beef spare ribs. I knew how to cook the vegetables but the meat was something my mom always did. I know the ingredients, just don't know how much to put in. My mom always threw in sauces, seasonings, and it just worked. 

I started on the rice first since it would take the longest. 30-45 minutes give or take, depending on the rice cooker. I pretty much copied exactly how my mother makes the food, cutting it in all the same shapes as her. 

I got everything prepped and laid out, ready to begin the cooking process. Right when I grabbed the pan, I heard the door to our condo open. I looked up and smile as my mom and dad came inside.

[Cantonese]

"Oh? Hey son. Sorry were late" My dad greeted me with wave, taking off his shoes in the process.

I simply waved back at him. "Hey dad, no problem"

When my mom finally came up, she looked at me with some surprise. "Are you cooking?"

"Yeah. You two looked like you were coming home late... So... So I thought I could get started on dinner"

"Oh you don't need to do that" My mother shook her head, taking off her shoes and placing her purse on the table. She walked over to me and began grabbing the utensils on the cook top. "I'll do it, it's fine."

I shook my head, grabbing the utensils back. "No mom, you are not doing that. You just got home and the only thing you'll be doing, is relaxing" I argued, attempting to push my mom away from the kitchen.

"You don't even know how to do the spare ribs" She replied, pushing my hands off of her and turning to me with her hands on her hips.

"Then you can just walk me through it" I said. She tried and went to grab the ingredients, only for me to take them away with a shake of my head. "Verbal instructions are fine"

"Honey, just let him do it. Between you two's stubbornness, we won't eat till the next day" My dad said shaking his head, and walking over to the living room. "Even you said he had to learn how to cook right? Perfect opportunity"

"See? Dad agrees" I said, smiling in victory. 

"Who knows? Maybe he'll finally get a girlfriend out of it too." My dad added, making my mother laugh and me blush.