Franklin chuckled, "uncle Johnny always did love that show."
I smiled as I set my helmet on the table, "thanks Franky, this means a lot to me."
Franklin shrugged, "no problem," he walked in and closed the door behind him, he used his powers to summon a few tools and a new plate, "shall we begin?"
I nodded as he and I spent the rest of the night working on fixing my helmet. Of course being the son of Reed Richards and Sue Storm, Franky was a genius, he helped fix up my helmet in no time flat.
"Thanks for doing this Franky," I said looking at my now recreated helmet, sparkling new as the internal functions slowly booted up.
"Don't mention it Spider-man," Franklin shrugged, "it's the least I can do after you helped us out."
"You know you can call me Peter right?" I smiled at the kid, "that is my name."
"S-sorry," he blushed, "it's just, you were my hero growing up, uncle Johnny and Ben would tell me stories about you."
I smiled, "well, I'm glad you decided to be hero too Frankly, I know for a fact Sue would be happy you were so amazing," I smiled.
He nodded, "thanks…." he looked at me, "how close are you and...well, your version of my mother?"
I pushed a blush down as the metal image of her kissing me came into my head, "ah, she's my boss and a very good friend. She helped me out a lot, she even gave my dad a job helped him get back on her feet. I honestly wish there was something I could do for her, you know, pay her back."
"I….could you do me a favour?" Franklin asked.
I sighed, "you know she's not your mother right?"
"I know, trust me I do," the boy smiled, "but...can you take care of her for me? I know it's a big request but-"
"-Franky," I cut him off, "I promise, as long as I'm around, Sue won't ever have to leave a child of her's motherless."
Franklin smiled, "thanks. I mean it Spider. Hey, if there's anything I can do, please just ask."
I chuckled, "well, I could use some help making a new suit, got any ideas?" I touched my beaten up suit, "as much as the classic inspires me, I could use an upgrade."
Franklin blinked, "is that all? Sure, not a problem. What do you want it to be made off?"
I shrugged, "I don't know, something that isn't easily broken I guess," I had flashbacks to Doom destroying my old suit and my new ruined jacket, "I have a healing factor that matches Wolverine, but the suits keep tearing apart. Think you can help?"
Franklin hummed, "well, you could use my dad's unstable molecule and make yourself a suit," he turned to the terminal and pulled up the schematics of a type of material that would not tear, not get pulled out of shape or burn.
I remember this as Marvel's answer to superhero clothes. Johnny's clothes are made of this as well. My world also have these clothes, but my Reed never figured out how to make them, guess this world did.
I nodded, "this is amazing Franky, can you show me how it works?" Franklin agreed and quickly we began to go into the details of the material.
We talked for a while longer before he was satisfied. I wanted to make a costume for myself, but I figured that was too much of an ask from them. After all they barely know me. But...I did save their lives...huh...neah, I hate wearing shit made by other people.
I changed into my civilian clothes, since I had no web shooters there was no way I was going out there as Spider-man. I walked out of the place and took a cab to Peter's house, it was about 6 in the morning...shit!
I had the cab drop me off at the front and I quietly walked in, opening the door slightly before making my way up the stairs. But the moment my foot touched the first landing I heard someone clear their throat behind me.
"And what time do you call this?" Peter was standing next to the living room arch sipping a cup of coffee.
I blinked, "ah...morning?"
"Morning," he nodded.
"Right….would you believe me if I said I went out for a really early morning walk?"
"I would, if Johnny hadn't already called me an hour ago to inform me that you were safe and not dead in the Negative zone."
"Huh….dammit Johnny!" I grumbled.
"Grounded, one week," Peter walked off.
"W-what?! You can't ground me! I'm you!"
"I'm the adult here! And this is my house!" he said walking into the kitchen.
"And? This is also my house!" I followed him walking into the kitchen to see May and MJ already awake.
"No web slinging for one week Peter! That's final!"
"You ain't my dad Peter! You can't do that!" I growled.
"Well as along as you are in this dimension I'm the closest thing you have to a parental figure."
"I prevented a giant green cosmic bug dictator from getting unlimited power, and my reward is getting grounded?!"
"Do you want to make it a month?"
We glared at each other before I grumbled and sat down at the table, "fine! But I'm going to spend that week making myself some new web shooters! Mine got blown up."
"Fine, you can use my lab in the attic," Peter nodded as he put a plate of pancakes on the table, "now who wants pancakes?"
"What did you do?" May asked me taking a few for herself.
"I traveled to the Negative Zone with the FF, fought a cosmic bug strong enough to blow up a planet and then spent an hour or so chatting with Franky," I grabbed five pancakes and began to eat, "you know, the kind of stuff heroes do, but if you're a teenager you'll get grounded for."
Peter raised an eyebrow, "one month."
"Okay! Okay man sesh! I give! God, I so hope I don't grow up to be you."
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