Timeline:

Peter Parker: 21 years old

Rosemary Parker: 5 years old

Michelle Jones: 21 years old

Aunt May: 35 years old

{ August 8, 2024 }

So I decided to skip a couple years to make this story alot more interesting and to have Rosemary be able to talk to people around her. I hope you guys don't mind & thank you for reading. Enjoy! ♡

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"Dada? Daddy, wake up!" Rosemary climbed on the bed, tugging on the sheets to get all her body on it. She grinned, climbing on top of Peter who was sleeping. "Daddy!"

"What Rosemary?" Peter said, pulling a blanket over himself.

"Mama wanted me to wake you up for breakfast. Now c'mon, she made waffles!" She jumped on him again, making him groan as she hit his side. "Sorry, daddy."

He smiled at her, pulling her into his arms. "It's okay, princess. How are you today?"

"Hungry. Let's go." She grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the bed. Peter chuckled as he swooped her up, carrying her like a baby.

MJ turned away from the TV to watch as they walked downstairs, a hand on her hip. "Finally, I thought I was going to eat all the waffles for myself." She said a goodmorning to Peter as Rosemary ran into the kitchen.

"How'd you sleep?" MJ asked as they both joined Rosemary at the kitchen table.

Peter raised an eyebrow. "Are you really asking me that? I was sleeping fine until you started snoring and Rosemary's butt ended up in my face...I slept great, MJ."

MJ scoffed. "I don't snore."

"Yes, you do." Peter said, pouring himself some syrup on his waffles. MJ chuckled, ignoring him as she helped Rosemary cut her waffles.

MJ changed the channel to put on Rosemary's favorite show, Paw Patrol as they all sat in silence.

"Rose, are you excited for school Monday?" Peter said as he took a sip of his orange juice.

"Is Morgan gonna be there?" She said, looking up at Peter. MJ spoke before Peter could even open his mouth.

"She's too young, Rose. She's only three." MJ said, holding up three fingers.

Rosemary pouted, while Peter leaned over to wipe the milk that she had on her upper lip. "If you want, I could tell Grandpa to bring her on your first day, okay?"

Rosemary eyes lit up as she looked at Peter. "Yay!" MJ and Peter laughed as they continued to eating their breakfast.

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"Peter, just get her a new uniform and all the school supplies, okay? She's going to need all of these things before her first day." MJ said, rubbing her forehead.

Peter frowned at her. "Are you okay?"

She sighed. "I don't know, I was feeling great in the morning. I think I'm just going to take an advil and I'm going to take a nap."

"What is something you ate? If you want we can stay and-"

MJ shook her head. "No, it's okay. When Aunt May comes to pick her up for the weekend, I don't want her to worry about all that. You'll see that when you two come home, I'll be fine."

"And we'll watch The Little Mermaid?" Rosemary said, looking up at her.

MJ bent down to her level. "Yes, we'll watch The Little Mermaid. Be good with Daddy...remember, don't let him get any toys for himself okay?"

"Yes, Mama." She said, wrapping her arms around her while MJ hugged her back. She watched as Rosemary ran to the door, waiting for Peter.

"Don't worry. I'll get everything for her, you just rest okay? I'll try to make it quick." He gave her a kiss on the lips, pulling her closer to him. "I love you."

"I love you too." She blushed. He let go, walking over to Rosemary. "Bye, Rose, I love you."

Rosemary ran back to MJ, puckering her lips up for a kiss that she happily gave. "Love you, Mama."

Peter smiled at her as Rosemary ran back to him, leaving the house.

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"That looks a little too big on you, doesn't it? Peter frowned, coming behind Rosemary who was looking at herself through the mirror in the dressing room.

Rosemary turned around to look at him. "Duh."

"Do you need any help?" The woman smiled coming in between them. Peter looked over at her. "Uh...is it just me or does it look too big at her?"

The woman smiled down at Rosemary. "It does look too big on her. What size did you get her?"

"Small?" He said, frowning seeming unsure of himself. "Yeah, I got her a small."

The woman nodded, smiling down at her. "May I ask how old she is?"

"She's five."

The woman chuckled. "There's the problem. You got her a small when she should be an extra small. Children tend to get a size small when they're six to eight years old. If you want, I could go and get you a size extra small while you two wait, alright?"

"Thank you. This is my first time going out shopping for her without her mother or grandmother...I don't really pay attention to what size they get her. Thanks again."

Peter sighed, looking down at Rosemary. "I'm sorry about that, Rose."

"Is okay, you did your best." She went up to high five him as she went back into the dressing room.

"Do you need help taking the dress off?" Peter said, who was close to opening the door before Rosemary poked her head out.

"No, I can do it myself. Thanks, daddy."

The dress that the woman had brought her had fit her perfectly than the last one. Peter thanked her again on their way out of the dressing room as Rosemary bolted to the toy section.

Peter put the dress in the shopping cart, running after her. "Rose, don't run away from me like that."

"Daddy, look it's Spider-Man." She said, pointing to the Spider-Man plush doll that was underneath all of the pillows.

Peter smiled. "Do you want it?"

"But Mama said no toys." Rosemary furrowed her eyebrows, looking up at him.

"She said no toys for me, she didn't say anything about not getting toys for you." Peter said, already trying to get the plush doll, pushing away all the pillows. He finally pulled it out, showing it to Rosemary.

She clapped her hands as she grabbed it from his hands. "Thanks, Daddy."

Peter wouldn't stop smiling as he noticed that she had the plush toy in her arms the whole time they were shopping.

"Daddy, can we go get ice cream after?" She said, grabbing his hand as he reached for her as they exited the store.

"Yeah, sure." He said, sending another message to MJ when she didn't answer the ones he sent before to know if she's okay. "But we're going to have to take it to go because we have to see if Mommy feels better."

Rosemary nodded as he helped her get into her car seat. He put the bags in the trunk and opened the door on the driver's side.

"Daddy, what's this?" Rosemary said as he was getting ready to leave the parking lot. He looked at her in the rearview mirror as she held up a small box in her hand.

"Oh no, no, no-" He gently grabbed it from her small hands as she was beginning to open it. "Don't open that."

She frowned. "What is it?"

Peter looked at her, noticing that she was upset that he didn't let her open it.

He sighed. "Can you keep a secret? Especially from Mama?"

Rosemary nodded, not saying a word. He faced towards her as he opened the box, revealing a diamond ring.

Rosemary opened her mouth in awe as she tried to reach for it. Peter gave it to her, smiling. "It's for Mama. I'm going to ask her to marry me."

"You're going to ask her to what?" Rosemary frowned, still playing with the ring.

"To marry me. To be with me for the rest of my life as my wife. You see, Rose, right now she's only my girlfriend but when I go down on my knee and give her the ring and she says yes, she'll become my fiancée. Then when it's a good time, we'll get married and she becomes my wife. Do you understand?"

"It's a pretty ring." She said, smiling at him.

"But you have to keep this a secret between the two of us, okay? No telling anyone, especially not Mama. Pinky promise?" Peter said, raising his right pinky.

Rosemary grinned, reaching up to interlock her pinky with his. "Pinky pomise!"

"Okay, let's go get ice cream." Peter smiled.

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"Baby, we're home!" Peter said, letting Rosemary enter first as he walked behind her with all the bags in one hand and two cups of ice cream in the other. "MJ!"

When he knew she wasn't coming down, he put the TV on for Rose who was sitting on the couch who was eating her ice cream.

"MJ?" He looked inside their room, but didn't find her laying there. "Em, where are-" He stopped in the bathroom which had the light on.

He noticed her stand up quickly from off the floor as she hid something behind her back. "Hey, sorry. You guys are back so soon? How'd it go?" She quickly managed to wipe off the tears that were running down her face.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Peter frowned, ignoring her question. "What did you have in your hand?"

MJ shook her head, showing her hands. "What are you talking about? I don't have anything. Nothing's wrong, it's just allergies. Was everything okay with Rose?" MJ wrapped her arms around Peter's neck, kissing his cheek.

Peter quickly noticed that the thing she was hiding from him was in her pocket. He quickly snatched it and MJ, realizing what he had done, tried to take it from him.

Peter chuckled, then frowned at the stick in his hands. He looked up at MJ and then back at the stick, seeing the two lines.

"Y-You're pregnant?" He whispered.

author's note:

so sorry it's taken me this long to update but, you know, school and being a mom is really hard. i barely have time lol.

anyways, i really hope you guys liked this chapter and please please don't forget to vote and comment! ♡

and maybe expect another update tomorrow 👀