AN: I LIVE! No. I didn't forget about you my wonderful Spider-Babies nor did I take a hiatus. I got slammed with one hell of a cold, then an infection set in which is still here, I still have a cough that won't leave me, and now that it's Halloween time I will be swamped until after New Years. Yup. This is my busy time, Christmas is even worse. Ask my Supernatural Darlings. Anyway. I'm back and I promise to update when I can. For now, things will be jumbled as I get things sorted out so please be patient. One more thing before we get started! There's only one more chapter left of the babysitting saga! I wish I could introduce everyone I want, I feel it's time to wrap the saga up and move on with the plot. I was actually going to skip this one and just do the last part of the saga but I couldn't disappoint y'all like that. PS. I saw Venom last night and it was epic! I got a sweet movie poster since it was opening night. Usually, when it comes to movies, my best friend and I tend to wait a week or two but we were so hyped for this movie we had to see it last night. No spoilers here, but I definitely recommend it :) Now let's go!

Mistakes? Cure you Grammarly. Flames? *Venom's voice and smile* How sweet.

Enjoy my Spider-Babies!

Babysitting Saga: The Ant, The Witch, and The Baby.

Ant-Man

Scott was placed on morning baby duty and was loving it. Mostly because Peter really missed his papa and turned into a big cuddle bug. Who doesn't love morning cuddles? He had gotten the little spider dressed, diapered, and fed that morning and was now chilling out with him. Peter was wrapped in a fleece blanket that Strange had packed him and suckling on a pacifier snuggled into Scotts broad chest, tiny hands grasping the mans shirt. For such a little guy, he a strong grip.

"How are you doing little guy? Feeling any better?" Scott asked.

Peter cooed and looked up at Scott. Scott remembered when his daughter was a baby and she'd look at like Peter was. The look a baby gave a mother, telling her the tiny thing was alright and they felt loved. Peter was among strangers but hardly cried. Sure he cried when his papa left but after he became okay with the strangers looking after him. Still, it felt good to know the little guy trusted them to care for him while his papa was away saving the world.

Peter took his paci out and brought it up to Scott's mouth. Scott smiled, again reminded of his sweet baby girl. He missed his Cassie so much. He couldn't wait to see her and hug her tight and close.

"Nope, that paci's yours little guy," Scott said.

Peter cooed and handed it to the man.

"Thank you. I guess we're done with it for now." Scott said. "Alright, buddy, time for a little learning."

Peter tilted his head in response then smiled a gummy smile. Peter gurgled a response and waved his little hands.

Scott returned the smile and settled Peter on the floor. Scott left for a few minutes and came back dressed as Ant-Man. He decided to teach Peter big and small, tall and short, and of course about ants. When Peter got older they were going to be bug bros so he needed to know a few things. So they got started. Scott spent only ten minutes teaching Peter big and small with tall and short.

"Alright, Peter one more time," Scott said growing tall. "Am I big or tall?"

"Ta!" Peter squeaked.

"Good job kiddo!" Scott praised. He shrunk himself." Am I short or small?"

"Ma." Peter cooed.

"Alright!" Scott praised. "Now then, time for your ant lesson."

Peter giggled and clapped his little hands. Until it was naptime, Scott taught Peter all about ants even though Scott was sure the baby didn't understand most of it. Soon it was naptime and the little guys slept peacefully.

Scarlet Witch

Peter fussed after his nap. He needed a diaper change and the last caretaker was nowhere to be found. He was the verge of crying when the door opened. He whimpered and a girl smiled down at him.

"Hello, little one. I'm Wanda." She said.

Peter whimpered.

"You need a fresh diaper huh? Well, let's get you changed sweetie." She said lifting the baby and taking him to the changing table.

Peter was changed and was back to being his usually bright and happy self. He cooed at the girl sweetly. She smiled.

"Such a handsome little guy. I had a brother, you remind me of him somehow." Wanda said. "His name was a version of yours. Pietro. I miss him so much."

Peter cooed and snuggled into Wanda sensing her sadness and wanting to comfort her.

"Thank you, Peter. I know you're older you'll be the best of us." Wanda said. "How about a story?"

Peter looked up at Wanda and gave her a bright sunny smile. She returned it and took the little one to the solarium where the hammock was and she settled them into it. She gently rocked the hammock as she told the baby stories of her and her brother. After about an hour of telling the baby stories, Wanda felt lighter. She felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulder. She looked at the baby who was watching her intently and she smiled.

She told him more stories and then showed him some magic tricks.

By the end of the day, Wanda felt better about herself. Lighter. She was amazed that a baby could make her feel better. He truly would be the best of them when he got older. She knows it.

The fluff is real. Also, I didn't know how to write Wanda which is kinda why Vision isn't here...so...*hides*

Until Next Time! Imma go crawl back into my hole...*dies*