𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 | 𝐏. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑

chapter twenty-one: norman osborn

"Guys, this is..." Peter stopped himself from talking when he spotted you turning away from your laptop to see him while Michelle and Ned stood up. "...Mr. Osborn... shit." He mumbled the last word.

"Hey, it's Doctor." Norman scolded Peter while you quickly turned away from the older man and tried to focus on your laptop.

"No, please, no! Stop hitting me! I'll be good!"

"Bratty kids deserve punishments!"

"Stop, please!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Please, forgive me. You know I hate disobedient children..."

You winced as you shut your eyes close, clenching a pencil in your hand. Peter glanced at Norman and immediately apologized. "Sorry. Um..." He pointed Norman to his friends. "Dr. Osborn, these are my friends, Ned and MJ."

"Mary Jane?" Norman asked Michelle.

Michelle shook her head, smiling politely at the older man. "It's Michelle Jones, actually."

Norman nodded in amusement. "Fascinating." He stopped when he spotted you facing your back at him. "How about you, lovely girl? What's your name?"

Peter stepped in front of him and shook his head. "Sh-She's feeling unwell, sir. She's my girlfriend."

Norman softly gasped. "Your girlfriend is not MJ?" You blinked in surprise while Peter and Michelle exchanged looks. You sighed heavily and rested your forehead to your palm. "It's... (Y/n). My name's (Y/n), Dr. O-Osborn..." You felt a lump forming on your throat. Peter blindly grabbed your hand as he stared at Norman.

Norman smiled warmly as he walked away. "You have the same name as my lovely daughter." He stated before looking around the place.

Your pencil snapped as your eyes grew wide from shock. Peter sat next to you as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders while Ned glanced at Michelle as they both sat back down. "Do you think there are other Ned Leedses?"

Peter leaned his head to the side of your head. "I'm so sorry." You grabbed his hand and held it tightly. "He's different, I hope. He won't hurt you while I'm here."

"Whatever you do, I'm with you, Peter." You told him as you looked at him. "Just promise me that you'll never leave me in a room with that man."

Peter nodded. "Sure." He gave you a quick peck before standing up and placing a soft kiss on top of your head.

Norman turned around and saw you standing next to Peter. You flinched and quickly moved to hide behind Peter. Norman's eyes widened. "My sweet angel..." He walked towards you, but Peter stayed in front of you. "Please, Peter, I want..." Norman glanced at you. "I want to see the face of my daughter."

Michelle and Ned looked at each other. "She has the exact same face?" Michelle asked. "The same face as your daughter in your universe?"

You stepped away but laced your hand to Peters for comfort. Norman's as he cupped your cheeks. "Oh, yes. Exact features, but younger." You denied looking him in the eyes as tears welled up in your eyes. "Oh, I've missed you, my sweet daughter."

Max and Connors looked closer to see your face. "(Y/n) Osborn?" Max asked. "That's why you look so familiar."

Norman turned around while you looked at Max. Connors nod. "Adopted daughter of Norman Osborn." Connors looked at Norman. "We also have a Norman Osborn in our universe."

"But you don't look like him." Max added. "(Y/n), however, she..." Max stared at you for a moment. "She looked exactly the same but... younger."

Peter pulled you back behind him and breathed heavily. "Okay, okay, so you're telling me there's a (Y/n) Osborn in your universes with the same face as her? This is (Y/n) Stark, not (Y/n) Osborn."