(Right so this is requested by sigh100, a crack one here. Wasn't expecting this but at the end of the day, I said I will do anything, so here's solid proof. )
~An accident~
No ones.POV:
Spaghetti was Aunt May's specialty*, which was what you had for dinner. And boy was it delicious. You and May were sat at the dining table at her house, digging in to her delicious meal. She invited you for food regularly, which you enjoyed. You lived alone so you came here often. And the fact that you and May got on like a house fire. You just enjoyed eachothers company. If it be critiquing films to taking the mick out of Peter, it always ended in laughter.
"So how was work today dear?" May questioned. You swallowed a mouthful. You worked at a small corner shop in the city. Peter used to visit frequently, that's how you met May. "Not bad. A few rude costumers but the usual." You shrugged. Your job was tiring, like all forms of work.
"And your boss" May added.
"Oh god don't even..." You sighed "I got 'told off' for not arranging the flyers in colour order-"
May raised an eyebrow. "I can always go over their and give him a peice of my mind you know. Only take your approvial and I'll be putting him straight."
"Nah I'm sure I can handle him. He's just a grumpy old man"
"Ok, but just don't underestimate me because I'm old" She chuckled. You gave a giggle at the mentle image now I'm your head, of May beating up your boss ninja style.
You smiled "Thanks May." She smiled back in response. You both carried on eating, talking about a manner of topics.
After dinner, you ended up sitting in her living room with a cup of tea in hand. You listened to May talk about her days in school. She was quite the rebel so she says. You eyes wondered to the clock and you noticed that time flew fast. "Sorry May I might have to cut this short..."
"Oh no problem dear, you should be getting home at this time anyway." May replied.
You gave her a hug and out your coat on, going into the car. Putting the keys in you turned it on, but it didn't start. Trying numerous times, you came to the judgment it was busted. May opened her front door, noticing something was up. You both checked out your bonnet and smoke wafted out the front. May said she'll call the nearest mechanic to come and pick it up tomorrow, coming to the conclusion that it'd also be better for you to stay the night instead of walking home.
After giving you a pair of her spare pajamas, you both sat outside her porch sipping on a cup of hot chocolate under a fluffy blanket. Chatting and gossiping about all sorts of things.
"So you're saying, that Peter accidently gave his crush your number?"
"Oh yes and I ended up embarrassing him to. Told her that I was proud Peter got a girlfriend. Not realising they weren't together." She chucked at the memory. "He hated me for it!"
You laughed with her.
"I mean, I would've been honoured. Having your number be better tha having Tony Starks."
"Oh I'm not sure about that-" she smirked. "How would I better than Iron Man himself?"
You spread your arms wide "I can see it now, Iron May, blasting people away with... a blaster- fighting crime. Helping spiderman!" You made sound effects of 'blasters'.
Aunt May started to laugh loudly, nearly waking up the neighbour hood. "I'd probably be embarrassing him more than anything... poor spiderman..." You decided to take this topic further "Oh my god, you in the Avengers-" May nearly spit out her drink, she started to wheeze. It was all to much. May managed to splutter an "Oh goodness" through her fit of laughter. "Millionaire May the pensioner playboy-" you wheezed out. You started to have tears in your eyes too.
May couldn't breath at this point. But she was laughing so hard- she pooped herself. The noise was unpleasant to say the least. You cut of mid laugh and looked at her wide eyed. May's face was bright red. You started to giggle quietly. "Sorry about that May uh-"
May had no words. "I'm going to go to the bathroom I think." Once she went inside, you bursted out with laughter.
With fresh trousers on, May returned still red in the face. "I'm sorry about that..." She muttered. You slung your arm around her shoulders and shook your head. "Dont worry about it May honestly. Happens to the best of us" May smiled and started to giggle.
And so the night went on, and the accident was soon forgotten about and never spoke about again. Well infront of anyone else at least.
*This is not cannon.
(Well. First chapter to my oneshot book. What a roll am I right people! Ha it was enjoyable writing this one actually-)
