Peter's life had been hell for far too long. Yes, it'd been fifteen years (and 3 months) since he lost Tony, but it still stung.
Then came May's death which was also a real downer.
But hey, he was fine! He was real happy living in an old, rundown, smelly apartment complex that has strange red stains on the windows. New York sure is something!
After MJ left (who'd think she wanted kids?!) he spent his weekends as any lonely bachelor would: living to Amy Winehouse's Rehab whilst eating cookie dough in a bathtub. And crying.
How could he afford this? Well, Tony's inevitable inheritance had given the opportunity to go to any college in the world, with enough left for a minor league baseball team and/or mansion.
Instead, he did nothing with his life except fight crime and get dumped like last week's takeout.
Then came Miles. Miles, who's optimism and naive innocence spawned some hope in him. And yet...
Yes, he was ready to be a mentor like Tony before him. Yes, he would continue to aid the city in any way he could, but life had been harder. It's not exactly a safe thing to go on Tinder as a known superhero. Or find a job. Or buy a non conspicuous home.
For now he was content in his stagnant life. Sure, one day he would improve, but today was not that day.
He still had a good 1/2 tub of cookie dough left.
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Legacy: Irondad and Spideyson reunion
FanfictionTony Stark has been dead for fifteen years. Now, with the presence of a mysterious force, he's back. With no memories of the afterlife to rely on, he goes to find the people that made his life worth living. (In which Peter B. Parker from into the sp...
