A canon-compliant drabble on The Amazing Spider-Man #67.
The phone rang, and Gwen sprinted across the apartment to the living room where George was reaching for the phone.
"Is it Peter, dad? I've been waiting for his call!" Gwen exclaimed joyously, peeking in from the doorway.
George chuckled. "I won't know till I pick it up, dear-"
He answered the phone, and covered the mouthpiece, turning to Gwen. "Sorry, Gwen! It's Joe Robertson- For me!"
"A fine thing- When a gal's doting dad gets more calls than his number one daughter!" Gwen teased, leaning against the doorframe. "But C'est La Vie! I'll learn to live with it!"
