You listened to Otto, there were no more lunch dates, and only nods and polite small talk. You hated it. But you couldn't do anything about it, so you worked, day after day, week after week, month after month, until it turned into a year, the fusion reactor was almost ready for tests, Harry was making sure to have all the media outlets excited for it.
"They seriously want me to attend this?" You grumble as you open the invitation for some charity ball. You knew you had to go, but you didn't want to. You sighed as you dug out your fancy dress, you only needed one. You liked it because it had pockets, more clothes needed pockets.
You walked into the building and immediately froze, Otto and Monica were both there, at the bar. You cursed under your breath as you shuffled as far away from them as possible, luckily your brother was there, along with MJ and Peter. Harry and MJ were holding glasses of alcohol, Peter had orange juice. You grabbed the drinks out of both of their hands and downed them.
"Hey!" they both complained.
"You're both underaged, and I need to get drunk tonight. Get some orange juice like Peter." Peter turned red as you grabbed three champagne flutes and downed them. The three glanced at each other worriedly.
"Sis are you sure-"
"Harry, bud I love you. But I don't want to be here, so I'm just going to get drunk, help you donate some money for Oscorp, and then wallow in self pity, ok?"
MJ shrugged and the four of you started talking again, you liked Harrys friends, they were cool, and you always wanted a little sister, and Peter was less agitating than Harry, so it worked out.
"Did she really just down five glasses of alcohol at once?" Otto muttered to himself.
"She's basically a functioning alcoholic at this point." he heard a voice answer.
Otto turned to face the voice, he frowned. "I know you."
"Doctor Monica Reeves." she offered her hand, but he didn't take it.
"Harsh. So you know y/n?" She asked.
"We work together. I've never seen her drink before."
"She doesn't drink a lot."
"You just said she was basically a functioning-"
"She has a high tolerance. I helped her get that."
"You're insane."
"Wrong, I'm a manipulative psychopathic and sociopathic narcissist with a superiority complex." she took a sip of wine.
"Jesus," he muttered.
"Yep."
"How did she ever fall in love with you?"
"Do you really wanna know?"
"Yes."
"Ok. I met her in a master's psychology class, she was focusing on animal behavior and I wanted to be a psychiatrist."
"There's no way you're a psychiatrist."
"I am, I'm also a couples counselor."
"Jesus Christ."
"One of the best in Manhatten. Anyway, this was after her mom died, she was what, 19? A freshman in College? Oh man, she was a mess, I heard about the infamous Osborn daughter, breaking down in classes. After that Norman coped in his own way, by mercifully commanding her-"
"That's a weird term." he interrupted.
"It's from Milgram, and if you knew that study you would understand exactly what he was doing, telling her to put all her energy into her work, that if she worked hard enough she would get what she deserved. So she did that, and she graduated with her undergrad at the end of her Sophomore year."
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The Power You Have- Doc Ock (Alfred Molina) x AFAB Reader (y/n)
Fanfictiony/n Osborne was somewhat of a scientist herself, although she wasn't into the science that her father's best friend and her long-time crush Otto Octavius were interested in, she was more interested in nature, and animals. And when her father needs h...
