Day 2: Rainy Day (Febufluff) - MCU

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Summary: Peter and Grace, also known as Spider-Man and Alpha Moon, have a day off from school. With the rain pouring outside they can't go patrolling, so they have some adventures indoors.

       Today was super grey and boring outside. Clouds coated the previously blue sky and rain thundered on the rooftop. Pete and I had the day off from school because of a teacher workshop. Originally, we were going to go over to Ned's house for a couple hours to hangout watch movies and probably build one or two of Ned's lego sets, but something came up on Ned's end so we couldn't go over. On top of that, our suits were nowhere near water proof, and I certainly didn't want to go out in the rain with a non-waterproof suit and have to deal with the wet suit and wet fur when I got back.

       The other kids were at school and Mrs. White was working at her other job, so Peter and I basically had the place to ourselves for a little bit. I figured since no one was home I might as well use my half-form to have some fun. Earlier Peter and I had raced around the building, Peter climbing the walls to escape me, and me being totally unfair shifting into my wolf form to run faster and further away from him. It was fun!

       Peter and I are always using this room to its full purpose. Even if the other kids didn't use it all the time because of whatever Pete and I would come in here and watch movies while working on homework, our suits when no one was home, or when Peter fixed up some of his old tech he got from dumpster diving. I've helped him on a few occasions, but he's good with engineering and fixing up computers and stuff while I'm better at working with airplanes, or different theories about how stuff works, not actually fixing up things.

       After our wicked adventures of earlier I had relaxed down on the back of the chair in the dining room; my tail hanging lasily off the chair. My ears perked up when Peter came into the room. He was carrying a lego set under one arm and a set of blankets and pillows under the other arm while keeping a movie carefully under his chin. He carefully dropped the pillows on a chair and adjusted his hand so he could grab the movie. It was Star Wars Episode V: Empire Strikes Back. "Get the movie set up. I'll be back in a little bit." Peter practically skipped out of the room towards what I assumed was the kitchen. It confirmed my theory when I heard a loud crash of pots and pans and a muffled, "I'm ok!" from Peter.

       I started moving towards the door to the living room. I had abandoned the lego set knowing that even if we did get to it there was no way we would finish it then. We would 100% get distracted by the movie. The rug was stained from the littler kids spilling drinks and such on them, but it still kept its original floral design. The couch was a dark brown leather with a few small rips patched up with duct tape though I had offered multiple times to fix it or try and save up to get a new one. I grabbed the blankets and pillows from where Peter left them and organized them into a nest on the floor. Specifically the floor because it had much more room than the couch.

       The remote in hand I curled up into a comfortable position, while I waited for Peter to be done. I heard some pops from the other room followed by Peter taking out a bowl from the cupboard. Sounds I had heard enough times that I could easily identify them from almost anywhere in the building with my enhanced hearing. "Peter, please don't burn yourself while making popcorn. Please and thank you!" I called. I heard some unintelligible noise of yes come from him. Not exactly what I would have liked to hear, but it was at least something compared to the chance of getting nothing from him.

       Footsteps came from the kitchen, Peter's light ones that barely sounded like they hit the floor. "Popcorn is here!" He called with a goofy grin on his face. "Butter and a touch of salt exactly how you like it!" He tossed a piece at me and I lunged to the side to catch it in my mouth. The butter tasted so good with the salt and the soft popcorn let out a small crunch in my mouth.

       "Amazing, Pete!" I said while grabbing a fistful more. He put the bowl of popcorn on the floor in front of the nest and crawled in next to me. It was slightly cold in the place and with Peter's inability to thermoregulate because of the Spider DNA he always needed to be warmed by something actually warm. Such as another person or a heated blanket. Normal blankets would do nothing to help him thermoregulate properly. I laid my arm over his shoulder as I used my other arm to hit the play button on the remote.

       The opening credits showed up across the screen and the familiar spaceship introduced the movie by doing a flyover. I watched intently feeling Peter rub soothing circles into my back while I comforted him as best I could. With the stressful life we lead as superheroes sometimes its really nice to just chillax and forget about all the pain that comes with the job description. Though I would never quit the superhero bis because of what Peter said once when Ironman asked us to come to Germany with him. 'When you can do the things that I can, but you don't, and then the bad things happen? They happen because of you.'

       Our excuse to get away from the orphanage was really stupid too. 'Our friend who lives in Germany asked us to come and visit him for a few days. We were wondering if we could go.' When she asked for proof I showed a picture of one of my friends from high school that left with an expertly photoshopped picture of him with a landmark in Germany. It worked when we said he would be paying for the flights there and back. Technically it wasn't fully a lie. We were going to visit an acquaintance in Germany, and he would be paying for tickets over there.

       I directed my attention back to the movie and we relaxed. It was nice and calming. I wish we could do this more often, but other people's lives need saving. Peter cleared his throat quietly, "I'm glad I got to make the best of this rainy day with you." Peter said quietly as if not to disrupt the movie. I let out a muted chuckle at that. Dang, I love my brother.

"I'm glad I got to spend this rainy day with you too, Pete."

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