🕷"So, when are you planning to propose?" Ned spoke through the phone as Peter was trying to braid Rosemary's hair.
Peter silently cursed to himself as he picked up the brush to do the braid that he had failed to do, all over again. "I think once the baby comes. I don't want to propose to her now, because what if she goes into early labor because of her excitement? I definitely don't want to do that."
"True." Ned sighed. "Just don't lose the ring this time again. It sucks how you weren't able to propose to her when you wanted to."
"I know," Peter stayed quiet before saying, "I gotta go. I'll call you later, man."
Rosemary finally got the chance to speak after not wanting to interrupt them. "Bye, Uncle Ned." She grinned when he said it back and went back to playing with the rubber bands.
"All done!" Peter smiled, proud of not failing to style her hair like all of the other attempts. "Do you like it? On a scale from one to ten, how did I do?"
Rosemary stood up on the toilet to look at herself in the mirror. "Mmm...five."
"Five?!"
Before Rosemary could say anything else, they both heard a knock on the door. "I get it!" She yelled, jumping off the toilet.
Peter left the mess he had made and followed her downstairs to see who was at the door. "Grandma!" She screamed.
"Rosie!" Aunt May bent down to hug her. "I missed you so much. Look at you, you look so beautiful...who did your hair?"
"Daddy."
Aunt May looked up at Peter who was now behind Rose. "Of course. I mean, it looks great, Pete."
"Right?" Peter grinned, giving her a hug.
Aunt May stayed quiet as she tried changing the subject. "Where's Michelle?"
"She couldn't fall back to sleep last night because of her getting up to use the restroom so," He said, sitting down on the couch as she did the same. "She finally managed to fall asleep at like, five in the morning."
"Poor thing." She sighed. "How is she feeling? Does she seem nervous about giving birth?"
Peter nodded. "She doesn't tell me but, I can tell she is nervous. I am too but one of us has to be strong, right? He could come any day now and we're just preparing for it."
"Right. Anyways, the reason I came was to drop off some things for the baby. It's a few necessities that I thought would he would need. Do you want to help me get the stuff from my car?"
Peter followed her out to the car as she unlocked the trunk. "Did you buy the whole baby aisle?" He said, seeing the two huge bags in the back.
"There was a bunch of cute stuff in that store and I was like, hey why not? Oh, and I got Rosemary some things too because I could never forget about my first grandchild. What do you think?"
"May, you came here three weeks ago and did the same thing. You came here the following week and did it again. I thanked you but it was already enough. I'm saying it again, thank you but I think you should return this stuff." Peter sighed.
"But, Peter." She pouted. "I just wanted to do this nice gesture because I don't want him to need anything and I just wanted to help because I barely even see you guys anymore and I don't see Rosemary anymore and I feel like you guys forgot about me and-"
Peter held her as she cried into his arms. "May, I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that. You know what? Thank you for all of this, for all you did. MJ and I really appreciate it and you."
May sniffled. "Really?"
"Yes. You know you can come over anytime you'd like."
"Great!" She grinned. Peter frowned, realizing that she had fake cried in front of him. "Now, you get one bag and I'll get the other."
"What was that?"
"What was what?" She smiled.
Peter shook his head, laughing. "I hate you."
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"He bought a new ring, did I tell you about that?" Megan said, pouring herself another glass of juice.
He looked up at her. "Peter? What happened to the ring he had?"
Megan smiled, showing him her wedding ring finger as the ring he previously got MJ was still on her. "I still have it. I was planning to give it back to her but I decided not to. It looks nice on me, doesn't it?"
"Why do you still have it? I thought you were gonna-"
"I was! But that was before Peter saw me with the ring. If I give it back to her and he sees it on her finger, he's going to find out that I actually did steal it from him. He won't want anything to do with me and he won't want me around anymore, is that what we want?" She said, slamming the cup on the table while some of the juice spilled all over.
"Absolutely not. Just do what I wanted you to do. You know I'm getting so tired of waiting for you to have this plan work."
Megan frowned. "What else do you want me to do? They all like me now, what else do you want me to do, Dad? Explain to me. I told you before, it's not a good time to attack because of MJ being pregnant and them having a child around...it's too early."
"What does that have to do with anything, Meg?"
"It's dangerous...what we plan to do. We can't have the kids around. We need time and I hope you could give us that. Please, just understand what I'm trying to do, okay? When the time is right, you'll have your revenge and nothing is going to get in between that, okay?"
He took a spoonful of sugar and poured it into his coffee. "Fine, but you better be right about this."
"I won't fail you, I promise."
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Fanfictionin which peter parker has to raise a baby girl with the help of MJ after rescuing her from a car hanging from a bridge. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒. manip made by: @PLUTOTOWN