𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐈𝐈.

It's been three weeks since the tragedy and Peter was starting to get over the death of May. He missed her dearly, but he was starting to slowly get past the grieving stage.

It was late morning, and Peter plonked himself down on the couch besides Tony, with a bowl of cereal.

"So, kid, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about for a few weeks now."

"Mhmmm?" Peter mumbled, through a mouthful of Cheerios.

"I was thinking... That I wanted to adopt you?"

The cereal bowl clattered to the ground, as Peter began to jump up and down in excitement.

"Wow, oh my god, really? I get to live with you?"

"Yeah, really. I take that as a yes, then?"

"Hell yeah!"

Tony smiled to himself.

"You might want to clear that up," he said, pointing to the milk and cereal that was all over the floor.

"Maybe," Peter smirked.

𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑.

Peter was watching the news. Nothing exciting. Until one certain headline caught his eye.

"MAY PARKER - MURDERER CAUGHT."

"They found them?"

Peter looked around up, and saw Tony.

"We're gonna get justice for her, Peter. Everything will be okay, alright? Everything is gonna be just fine."

And he was right.

Sorry for the really rushed ending, I wanted to get this part done so I could start a new story:)