Marvel Crossroads One-shot:
Peter Parker: The Talk
The late August wind swept the leaves on the sidewalk as he continued onwards to his destination. All around him, people went about their normal lives. He too, felt normal for the first time in ages. What he was faced with was something that everyone went through, human or mutant, it didn't really matter when it came to this.
He pushed open the rusty metal gate with ease. It was late at night, so he would remain undisturbed. He walked through the graveyard on the paved path as the night's chilly wind rustled the leaves at his feet. This was something he had to do, something he had put off for to long. A smile crossed his face as he turned to face the two headstones.
"Hi Mom, Hi Dad," Peter Parker said weakly, "It's me. Your son." The wind howled through the otherwise silent graveyard.
"I know I don't come here as often as I should, but I'm here now," He said as he shuffled his feet. "I just want you to know...all I've done...it's to make you guys proud of me. It's all I want." He could have sworn that the wind answered him with a 'We Know.' The thought gave him solace and strength.
"I...uhh... met someone," he smiled as he looked at his feet. "Someone special. Someone unlike anyone I've ever met. And I like her. A lot." He looked up to the stars and continued, "And you'd like her to. She's kind and smart and funny. I don't know if you've seen her from up there, but..."
He paused to collect his thoughts before continuing on, "But...Mom, Dad, Uncle Ben...I think...I think she's the one. I...if you're not busy tomorrow night...maybe you can watch. I'm gonna..."
He smiled to himself as he pulled out the ring, "I'm gonna ask her to marry me." He tucked the ring back in it's box as wind flew through his hair. It was like they were saying, 'we love you.'
