Black Cat: Future Prowl

Heists, Hugs, and Home

PETER'S POV

"Felicia Hardy is a force of nature.

I don't mean that lightly. She's like the wind—impossible to pin down, untamable, and, when she's in her element, unstoppable. And yeah, sometimes that means she drives me absolutely nuts. She's unpredictable, stubborn, and has this uncanny ability to push every single one of my buttons without even trying. But at the same time? She's everything I never knew I needed.

Felicia is my equal in every way. She's sharp, resourceful, and, let's be honest, more than a little dangerous. I've always been drawn to her fire, the way she lights up a room without even trying. But what really gets me? What makes me fall in love with her all over again every single day? It's the way she loves. It's fierce, protective, and completely unapologetic.

She doesn't do anything halfway, especially not when it comes to Lydia and me. And I know she'll never admit it, but Felicia's heart is probably the biggest thing about her. She acts like she's tough as nails—and she is—but beneath all of that is someone who loves so deeply it scares her. I see it in the way she looks at Lydia, like our daughter is the most precious thing in the world. I see it in the way she watches me, trying to hide that little smile whenever she thinks I'm not paying attention.

Felicia's taught me so much about what it means to fight for the things that matter. For the longest time, I thought the only way to make a difference was to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. But she reminds me, in her own not-so-subtle way, that the world doesn't have to be my responsibility alone. That sometimes, it's okay to let someone else take the lead, to lean on her when I need to. And yeah, that's not easy for me, but if anyone can get through this thick skull of mine, it's her.

And don't get me started on how she balances everything. She's a mom, a partner, and somehow still the Black Cat. She never stops moving, never stops pushing, always finding a way to be there for me and Lydia while still holding onto her own identity. It's incredible, really. I don't know how she does it.

But if I'm being honest, there's a part of me that worries. I see how much she carries, even when she tries to hide it. Felicia doesn't like to let people in—not completely. She's spent so much of her life guarding herself, protecting her heart, that sometimes I think she forgets it's okay to let her guard down. But that's why I'm here. To remind her, in the same way she reminds me, that she doesn't have to do this alone.

And the thing is, Felicia doesn't just ground me—she inspires me. She's unrelenting in the way she fights for what she believes in, for the people she loves. And yeah, she's not perfect. She makes mistakes. She gets in over her head. She steals things—less now than before, but still, it's Felicia. She's not the kind of person who colors inside the lines. And that's okay. Because that's part of what makes her her.

She's the chaos to my order, the fire to my calm. And somehow, it works. We work. Even when we argue, even when the world tries to pull us in a dozen different directions, we always find our way back to each other. And every time I look at her—whether she's pacing the room, Lydia on her hip, or sneaking in through the balcony window like old times—I'm reminded of just how lucky I am.

Because Felicia Hardy isn't just the love of my life. She's my partner, my teammate, my home. And no matter what comes our way—whether it's Parker Industries, Spider-Man, or just the chaos of raising a toddler—I know we can handle it. Together."

"Because the truth is, Felicia makes me better. She pushes me to see the world in shades of gray when I used to only see black and white. She challenges me in ways no one else ever has, forces me to question my choices, my limits, and even my ideals. And, yeah, sometimes that's infuriating. But it's also exactly what I need.

She's taught me to stop carrying the weight of everything alone. That it's okay to stumble, to rely on someone else when things get too heavy. And honestly, I don't know where I'd be without her. Felicia isn't just my balance; she's my spark. The person who reminds me that life isn't just about duty or responsibility—it's about living. It's about the late-night laughter when Lydia decides bedtime is a suggestion, or the quiet moments on the rooftop when it's just us and the city lights.

And Lydia... God, watching Felicia with her is like seeing a whole new side of her every day. Felicia's got this softness, this tenderness, that she keeps locked away from the rest of the world. But with Lydia? It's on full display. Whether she's fixing a scraped knee or building elaborate pillow forts, she's all in. Fierce and loving, protective to a fault. Lydia's got Felicia's fire, her independence, her spark, and it's the most beautiful—and occasionally terrifying—thing I've ever seen.

But even with all of that, Felicia still manages to stay her. She hasn't given up who she is, what she loves. She still has her late-night escapades, her part-time work in those gray areas she calls 'legally flexible.' And while that used to drive me crazy, I've learned to see it for what it is: her way of holding on to the person she was before all of this. Before me, before Lydia. She doesn't need to change who she is to fit some perfect idea of 'family.' She's already perfect the way she is.

And yeah, sometimes I worry about her. About how much she takes on, about the risks she still runs, about the way she keeps certain walls up even now. But I know better than to try and stop her. Felicia Hardy doesn't stop for anyone, not even me. And that's okay. Because I don't want her to stop. I want her to keep being the unstoppable force she's always been. I want her to keep challenging me, keep pushing the limits, keep proving that we don't have to fit into anyone else's mold of what a family should look like.

Because this? What we have? It's messy, chaotic, and absolutely perfect. Felicia's taught me that life isn't about having all the answers or getting everything right. It's about showing up, every day, for the people you love. It's about the moments in between the chaos—the quiet smiles, the stolen kisses, the way she looks at me when she thinks I'm not paying attention.

She's my partner in every sense of the word. Whether we're taking down a supervillain, navigating the insanity of Parker Industries, or just figuring out how to convince Lydia that vegetables aren't evil, we're a team. And no matter what the world throws at us, I know we can handle it.

Because Felicia Hardy isn't just the love of my life—she's my home. My wild, unpredictable, fiercely loyal, endlessly amazing home. And I wouldn't trade her, or this life, for anything."