•• "You can't be a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man without the neighborhood." ••
(#1 in SpidermanxOC)
*New chapter every weekend-ish*
(NOTE):
Liz Allen didn't go to Homecoming with Peter in this story! She went with her friends, he went with his. L...
!A/N ! : So I planned on having a massive time jump going for two months but I really didn't want to create a whole bunch of filler chapters with really boring scenes in them. So basically, I decided to write these next two chapters a bit differently:
It'll be a collection of detailed fluffy blurbs that happen in the span of two months!
I hope it works out smoothly 😬 If you guys don't like this kind of writing feel free to skip to the next chapters (if it's out already) and continue there where it's two months later.
But he warned, there are some very important details to understand the plot AND CUTE ASF PETERLINE MOMENTS 🥰
So yeah, here we go Enjoy! ••••••
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••••• October 1 A week later...
Madeline Osborn woke up to the light suddenly shining down on her face from her window. The bright rays of sun almost blinded her and she automatically groaned and covered the light with her hand.
She looked over to see Peter messing around with the curtains and him in his plaid pajama pants and grey shirt. His hair wasn't styled this morning, just in messy locks that was neatly trimmed near the nape of his neck.
May must've given him a haircut yesterday night. But the girl didn't have the energy left to notice. After training to use her new electric ability all the time for seven days with Natasha, her body has been sore for ages. Let alone her thoughts were getting eaten up as well—no progress showed with her new power and her old one hadn't come back anytime soon.
'It'll take time to get used to it,' Nat said, 'just keep focusing,' Tony said.
Oh, the amount of times she wanted to burst into a sea of voltage. The only thing keeping her sane at the moment was Peter.
But shining the damn sun in her eyes was kinda making her wanna stomp on his toe.
"Well good morning, angel," Peter pipes up and noticed her stretching in her blankets. The outer corner of his eyes wrinkle in a sweet smile and the girl just about melted then and there. His messy hair, the comfy attire, the adorable pet names.
Resist, girl. He woke you up when you were having the best dream about eating pie.
Madeline turned her body around away from him and the sun, covering blankets over her face.
"Aw, no don't be like that," he teased and hopped on the bed next to her, "C'mon, time to get up."
He then patted on her leg twice and she mumbled incoherent words.
"Uh, repeat that?"
"Why do I have to~" she whined a bit louder than before. Peter just chuckled at the sound of her tired morning voice and case of bedhead. Her short hair has grown a little since she'd cut it, now it went a bit past her shoulders and had a natural wave to it. Still gorgeous.
