Not So Friendly Anymore

Christmas Special

(Merry Christmas everyone just a little something that I wrote real quick to celebrate. And a bit of a request from Deadpool. (Annoying Asshole))

(Hope you enjoy it, and have a merry Christmas)

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Snow blanketed the streets of New York as Christmas lights twinkled from every corner. The penthouse atop Parker Industries gleamed with festive cheer. A towering tree adorned with silver and blue ornaments stood in the corner, with presents spilling out beneath it. The warm smell of cinnamon and baked cookies filled the air as soft holiday music played in the background.

Peter Parker, wearing a festive red sweater with a webbed snowflake design, was busy adjusting a lopsided star on top of the tree. Silver Sable leaned against the couch, her silver hair catching the glow of the lights. She wore a sleek white dress, simple yet elegant, and sipped hot cocoa as she watched Franklin and Valeria Richards argue over the correct placement of candy canes.

"Franklin, you can't just bunch them all on one branch!" Valeria scolded, her voice filled with mock irritation.

Franklin, grinning mischievously, held up another candy cane. "But it's called strategy! This is the defense branch!"

Susan Storm, sitting cross-legged by the fire, chuckled as she strung popcorn garlands. "It's Christmas, not tower defense. Just help your sister."

"Yeah, Franklin," Peter added, finally stepping back from the tree with an exaggerated pose. "Listen to your mom. She's got the mom tone and the invisible powers. Bad combo to mess with."

Sable smirked. "You should talk, Peter. You've spent twenty minutes on that star."

Peter rolled his eyes and mockingly bowed. "You wound me, milady."

The laughter was interrupted by a knock at the door, followed by the booming voice of Thor.

"Peter Parker! Open your door, for I have brought yuletide cheer!"

Peter glanced at Sable, who sighed but couldn't hide her smile. "You invited Thor?"

"Actually, no." Peter opened the door to find Thor standing there, holding an enormous sack filled with what looked like wrapped gifts and, inexplicably, a fully cooked turkey. Behind him stood Bruce Banner, bundled in a scarf and hat, holding a plate of cookies.

"Thor. Bruce. Uh... Merry Christmas?" Peter stepped aside as Thor swept into the room like a winter storm, immediately dropping his sack by the tree.

"Greetings, friends! I come bearing gifts and food fit for a feast!" Thor announced, placing the turkey on the dining table with a flourish.

Bruce followed, looking slightly sheepish. "Thor insisted. He thought it would be fun to... 'surprise' you."

"You're always welcome here," Susan said warmly, standing to greet them. "Though I wasn't expecting... a feast."

"Every Christmas needs a feast!" Thor boomed, already removing his red cape and draping it over a chair. "Where is the mead?"

Peter raised an eyebrow. "This is a family-friendly Christmas, Thor. Hot cocoa?"

Thor's face lit up. "Hot cocoa! A beverage most wondrous. Yes, I shall partake."

As Thor settled in, Bruce joined Susan by the fireplace. "It's nice to see you all. I figured we'd stick around for a bit before heading back to the lab."

Before anyone could respond, the door swung open again. This time, it was KC, KingCannibal to those who didn't know him well. Clad in a dark leather jacket and jeans, he carried a wrapped box under one arm. His sharp smile widened as he took in the scene.