Peter worked for a newspaper in Queens called the Daily Bugule. When he moved to the Avengers Tower, he just emailed his stuff in. He gets pictures of Spider-Man for his boss J. Jonah Jameson. He also writes an advice column called "Help From Mike" in which he helps people that send him emails (email [email protected]) under the name Michael Richardson.

He was sitting on his bed, answering someone's question when his sister knocked on the door. "Hey, Pete? You still awake?"

"Yeah, I'm up. What'd you need?" Wanda opened the door and sat on the edge of his bed.

"I have a problem."

Peter smiled at her. This was legitimately his job. He had this covered. "Ah. So you came to the only one in the house that gives good advice?" He gives her a lopsided grin.

"Yeah. Pete, I'm deep in and I don't think I can get out of this whole I've dug myself into." She made a little fidget cube in her hand and fidgeted with it, helping to calm her ADHD.

"What happened? You didn't get into a gang did you? Because I didn't give Scott the right advice for that and he became leader of the crime ring. He just sorta, took them down and then pretended it never happened." Peter was going to keep rambling.

"No, Pete. Uh, I think I'm in love." Her eyes were shining. "And it's not good."

Peter was really confused, so he shut his laptop and sat cross legged in front of her. "How so?"

"Uh, after missions every now and then, Nat and I have... Uh..." She turned red as he retreated.

"Ew!!! You did it with my Spider Mom?"

She laughed at him. "Yeah. It was just sort of a stress relief and she never mentioned it so I just kind of ignored it. But then, one night it wasn't sex, we just talked out our anger. And it began to keep happening. It would go back and forth. I found out things about her you would never be able to guess. You know she does ballet? She's amazing and beautiful and I'm in love with her."

Peter smiled so brightly. "You need advice?" She nodded. "Tell her! If you're scared as to how she'll react, ask her out on a legitimate date before you go that far, but I still say that you should say something."

She smiled at him, and he gave her a loopy grin in return. They hugged. "Goodnight, Pete."

"Goodnight, Wanda." As soon as she left, he opened his laptop again. He finished the one email he was doing and went to the next one. He realized, it was a similar situation to what Wanda was in.

He then noticed it was signed Wanda too, and he freaked. He gave her the same advice, wanting her to be happy. He also added an inside joke between the two, because he was scared to tell his family but wanted them to know.

~𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔢𝔵𝔱 𝔇𝔞𝔶~

Peter woke up early and went to the kitchen. He sat at his seat at the table and ate a bowl of cereal. Just as he finished, a newspaper was dropped in front of him.

It was the Daily Bugle.

Opened to his section.

To Wanda's question.

The inside joke highlighted.

He looked up at Wanda, who had an eyebrow raised at him. "You should take your own damn advice and say something. I did." She picked up the paper and walked away.

"Wait! What did you say!? What did she say!? Are you two together now!? Fill me in!!" He screamed down the hall at her. She gave him a teasing wave and turned the corner.

He sighed and plopped onto the couch. He got a text from Nat.

"Thanks for telling her to tell me. I've actually been in love with her for a while now too." He read out loud. He smiled. "But you definitely should have told everyone about the whole Colombo thing. Too late, I did."

Peter groaned. "PETER ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU KNOW I LOVE THAT COLUMN!!"  Peter presses a button on his watch and swung it the window, thereby escaping an angry robot girlfriend. I know he made her but I thought it was cute idk don't judge.