He is my son✔️

XII.

I've been spider-maning for over two months now. I got hurt a few times. Dad almost went mad with fear, but he knows how stubborn I am. That's probably why I'm not locked in a room yet...
All the uncles, aunts, and the rest of my messy superhero family know that I'm Spider-man. They were against it at first, but I'm stubborn after my dad...
And they know it very well. You don't know how many times in those first few weeks my dad waited for me in my room to make sure I was okay. By the way, the suit he gave me is divine too! I already have the swinging on the nets, the climbing and all that!
I'm the happiest guy in the world right now, but I've always been. I always had a great family that supported me in everything. I have the best dad in the world, I'm not exaggerating. There is no one better. I'll always remember Dad teaching me to ride a bike...
Or Aunt Nat teaching me knife throwing and ballet, Uncle Clint teaching me to shoot an arrow from the bow, Uncle Steve teaching me to defend myself with anything at hand, Uncle Thor teaching me about Asgardian customs, Uncle Bruce biology and chemistry, Uncle Rhodey how to behave (Dad is not much of an expert on this), Uncle Happy how to reverse the car. Dad then taught me how to park! Yeah, I've had bad days, but my family has always been there for me. No matter what happens. Dad took me in as soon as he saw me and I'm so glad for that. Yeah, I don't have a mom, but that's okay. I have a dad, uncles and aunts. And if this isn't enough, I don't know anymore.
I'm Peter Stark and the truth is I'm Spider-man.