I do not own Marvel. Ok so first I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for your patience I know that you have all been waiting a LONG time for this to update.  I have read all of your comments and while some of your ideas for this story do sound really good I don't think that they would work for this story, or at least not this chapter.  Also should I be worried that so many of you want the precious spider child to be kidnapped?  Or want Nat to completely forget about her son's existence????  Special thanks to @_Grimreeaper_  and  @dlittlegnome  as their comments gave me ideas on how to proceed with the story.  So kudos to the 2 of you, you're doing great.  I hope everyone reading this is healthy both physically and mentally.

Also this entire chapter was written at like 4am and no sleep with nothing in my systems but sugar and goldfish crackers.  And I haven't done any creative writing in MONTHS so... forgive me if this entire chap is trash.  I figure it's better to try and get something so-so out then keep putting it off, ya know?

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Peter POV

When we got to IHOP I was given a kids menu and some, a colouring paper and four crayons.  I happily coloured in the cartoons and solved the word searches.  Ben left to go to the bathroom.  I pushed the paper menu towards May and offered her a crayon.

"Wanna play hang man?" I asked.  May smiled at me and accepted the blue crayon.   Grabbing the red crayon I quickly drew the beginning of hang man.

"Ok, six letters," May said in thought after counting the lines "is one of them E?"  I shook my head no and drew a head.

"A?" I added a line for the body.

"O?" A leg.

"I?" Another leg.

"U?" An arm.

"...are we playing long version or normal because I'm one wrong guess from being hung otherwise."

"We can play long version."

"Ok, how about P for Peter?" I put a P on the second line.

"Well, it's not aprons.  Uh how about letter D?" I drew the other arm.

"W?" I gave the stick figure a shirt.

"F?" A shoe.

"M?" Another shoe.

"J?" Pants were added.

"N?" I drew a circle to represent a hand.

"C?" I added the other hand.

"L?" I drew an X on the stick figure's head to be one of its eyes.

"S?" I put down the S as the first letter.

"Ok, I got two letters!  Uh, SP, uh, how about R?" I drew another X for the other eye.

"Darn, uh, letter B?" I added the nose.

"...V?"

"You're dead," I answered drawing a smile on the stick figure's face.

"Well that's ominous," Ben commented as he slid back into the booth.

"We're playing hang man," May explained.  We played a couple rounds before our food arrived.  I had a big chocolate pancake with a whipped cream smiley face, it was good.

After eating we went to the park.  I climbed the biggest tree I could find.  It was easy to weave my way between the branches till I got to the top of the tree, or at least as high as I could get before the branches got to small to support my weight.

"May, Ben!" I yelled waving frantically from my perch.

"Good job kid!" Ben called back and May waved.  I smiled.  I noticed another kid was coming to the park.  I wanted to play with them, so like any normal child who wanted to get out of a tall evergreen tree they climbed, I jumped. 

"PETER!" May shrieked.  I easily landed moving into a role then jogged a bit until I lost momentum.  May ran over man handeling me checking for injuries.

"I'm ok, can I go play with him?" I gestured to the boy and his mother who were now starring at us.

"I- you-," May sighed as Ben let out a releived laugh "alright but do NOT do that again."

"Why?"

"Wh- that was very dangerous Peter!  You could have gotten hurt!"

"No, that wasn't even that high.  As long as you know how to land you won't get hurt.  Bye!" I ran off to meet the other boy before May could respond.

"Hi!  I'm Peter," I introduced myself sticking my hand out "what's your name?"

"I'm Harley," he replied shaking my hand "that was really cool!"

"Thanks!"

"Wanna play?"

"Yeah!"  We ran towards the play ground and started climbing the spider-web.  I got to the top before Harley did.

"How old are you?" Harley asked once he made it to the top.

"I'm five!" 

"That means I'm the boss!"  

"Huh?" I questioned cocking my head to one side.

"I'm six so I'm the boss."

"My Мама says that experience out ranks everything, even age, and that the person with the most experience should be boss."

"Well my mom says experience comes with age." The two of us starred at eachother in contemplative silence before simultaniously shrugging.

"Can you jump off of this?" Harley asked brushing his brown bangs out of his eyes.

"Yeah but I don't think it'll be good for May's blood pressure if I do." Harley nodded his head.

"Wanna play tag?"

"Sure!" Quickly climbing down the two of us started running around after selecting who was It.

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3 POV

May watched as the boys ran around.  Despite it having been a good 30 minutes since she could still feel her heart beating from when Peter jumped.

"Your son is very, energetic," the mother of the other boy spoke up.

"Oh no, he's not my son, I'm just babysitting for a friend," May answered with the planned lie easily.  Before the conversation my phone rang.  Grabbing it and seeing that it was S.H.E.I.L.D I quickly excused myself and walked away.  Once out of ear shot I answered the phone.

"This is Agent Parker."

"Agent Parker I need you to get Peter to New York as quickly as possible.  Agent Romanoff has been shot."

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Peter POV

I ran into the hospital as fast as my legs could carry me.  In my haste I was unable to stop and ended up body slamming the front desk.

"Where's my Мама?!?! Agent Parker said she got shot!" I yelled up at whoever was manning the front desk.

"Woah there Peter, calm down," Ben chidded when he caught up.

"NO! MY MAMA GOT SHOT!"

"Peter!" a deep voice commanded the room.  I whipped around.

"Nickey!" I greeted running up to him "where's Mama?"  Nickey sighed and picked me up, sending a death glare at Ben who was choking on air.

"She's resting, I'll take you to her room but you need to be quiet ok?"  I nodded my head, lifting a finger to my mouth and made a shushing sound.

"Yes, shhhh," Nickey agreed "Agents Parker and Parker you are dismissed."  With a swing of his trenchcoat he turned around and we went to Mama's room.  When we entered the room Mama was awake.

"MAMA!" I yelled scrambeling out of Nickey's arms and rushing to her.

"I'm ok malen'kiy pauk," she assured giving me a small smile.

"Agent Romanoff, good to see your awake," Nickey commented. 

"It wasn't a bad wound," she answered flipantly pulling me into a hug after I climbed onto the hospital bed. 

"You don't become immune to bullets Natasha!" Uncle Clint snapped in exasperation.

"Eh," she replied waving her hand.  Nickey raised his eyebrow.

"I expect a full report from both of you by the end of the week," he commanded.

"Yes sir!" both agents responded.  Nickey nodded then sat down on the seat closest to him beside Mama's bedside.  He picked me up and deposited me on his own lap saying something about not distrubing her stitches and the machines around her.  It didn't take me long to fall asleep on his lap, even though I skipped dinner.

Sorry about this being so short.  But I figured better a little bit than nothing.  So yeah!  Anywho based on the plan I have going right now we're gonna get Pepper in the next chapter!

Oh and if you can figure out what word Peter was using in the hangman game I will give you a shout out in the next chapter :)

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Till the next chapter my spider-lings!