It's fine...

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P.O.V Peter 

It's been an hour or something since the argument, I don't really care anymore about what happens...

I want Mr. Stark. He would know what to do to keep everyone from beating each other up for being smart with each other.

I want aunt May...

"P-Peter... Is that you?" I heard a VERY familiar voice behind me say. When I turned around  I saw a woman with long brown hair stopping at her stomach with army green sweatpants on with a white tang top on and a army green zip-up hoodie wearing circle glasses on her nose. 

IT WAS AUNT MAY!!!

"AUNT MAY!!!" I screamed and got up from off my side on the floor and ran to her and tackled her in a hug back to floor sobbing from relief and guilt for her being here safe but got dusted like me.

"Oh my little Peter. It's ok now I'm here, I'm here." She said, while crying and a cracked voice. Aunt May pull us up into a sitting position and suddenly pulled out of the hug with her arms straight and not bent and started to yell in my face. "WAIT! ARE YOU OKAY YOU DIDN'T COME BACK FROM YOUR TRIP TO M.O.M.A AND THEN THAT THING IN THE SKY SHOWED UP THEN I WAS ALL DUSTY AND THEN SHOWED UP HERE!!!" 

I pulled her back into a hug slowly and looked at the floor behind her in a daze. Aunt May hugged back immediately after I hugged her again in a bear hug.

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"I'm fine Aunt May. I'm fine."

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 24, 2020 ⏰

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