AN: Hi everyone! This is my first spider-man fic. It's set 3 years after
the second movie...so if you haven't seen it then you shouldn't read it until
you do. This is based COMPLETELY OFF OF THE MOVIES! I REPEAT, COMPLETELY
OFF OF THE MOVIES! So don't kill me okay?
Summary: MJ and Peter get married after a year of dating and decide to leave the city and start a family because another hero has been helping him (Wasp, I know, it's lame, but whatever. This is an AU fic.) and he's finally got enough time to teach his classes with having to "go to the bathroom" and jump out the window to save the city from destruction. So they move to Connecticut and they find out that life is busier than ever.
Chapter one
Peter sighed as he graded another student's paper. He hated how students didn't spell check their papers and pretended that grammar wasn't important in science. Mary Jane walked out of the bathroom and sat across from him at the table in their dining room.
They had bought a nice apartment in Queens and commuted to work in Manhattan everyday. MJ had become a talent agent with her own office but she still acted in some smaller, off Broadway plays. Peter was a professor at NYU, teaching science and giving small lessons to students about photography occasionally.
MJ: What's wrong?
Peter: Well, no one bothers with the grammar and spelling in their papers anymore and it's pissing me off...I hate taking points off... especially when the content is so perfect...
MJ: Oh... Well how about you take a break and I can make some coffee or something...
Peter: That would be really great...
He pushed the papers to the middle of the table and stood up stretching. MJ also stood and walked to their small kitchen. Peter smiled, happy that he didn't have to jump out of the window and swing from building to building until he got to Manhattan. Another man named Jackson, who called himself Wasp, had started to fight the crime in the city, which gave him a huge break. In fact, he hadn't been in his spider suit for over a month. Peter smiled to himself as he sat back down down. Jackson had revealed his identity when they were saving a kid from a hole. His mask had fallen off when they hit the ground and then he had to tell Peter who he was. He had gotten his powers when he got stung by a radioactive wasp. He actually had time to save people because he still lived with his multimillionaire parents who didn't seem like they would be making him get a job or move out any time soon. They had met up a few times and had become friends. MJ walked back into the room and handed him a mug of coffee after taking a drink of her own.
Peter: Thanks...
He took a sip.
MJ: So I was thinking that we could move to Connecticut since you don't have as much crime to fight because of that other guy...I mean, if you want to...
Peter thought about it for a second after he took another sip.
Peter: That sounds like a good idea... I can teach at a school there and you can move the business there too...
MJ looked down into her coffee as if she could find something inside of it. She looked up at him and spoke quietly.
MJ: I was thinking that we could have a baby...
Peter coughed up some coffee into his cup.
Peter: Uh, a-are you sure?
He bit his lip and took a sip of his coffee.
MJ: Well, yeah. I've always wanted a child, tiger...
Peter: I guess we could wait until we find a house to you know...
MJ: Great! So everything's planned! This is going to be great, it's like we're starting over! But not really!
Peter smiled nervously. It's not that he didn't want to be a father, he was just afraid that he would mess up and the kid would end up shooting the crap out of him or ending up one of those people who ran away from cops everyday of their lives. However, he wasn't really worried about the house that MJ wanted. After all, she did pick out the house that they were living in now and they didn't have to scrape up the money to pay for it.
MJ: I was looking on the internet at work and I found this cute little house that we can afford...
Peter: Wow, it sounds like you were doing your research...How did you know that I would even say yes?
MJ: Because I know you...I'll go print out the picture.
She leaned across the table and gave him a kiss as she stood to put her mug away. Peter sighed again and put his head in his hands. He sat and looked at the walls for a minute, thinking about what their life together would be like if MJ was pregnant. He groaned, thinking about mood swings, bladder problems, and having to do twice as much work around the house.
MJ: Hey Pete! I have the picture!
Peter stood and walked over to the living room where their computer was. MJ handed him a picture. It was a medium sized house made of brick with lots of windows and a large yard in the front.
MJ: So, what do you think?
Peter: I like it...It's nice... but are you sure that we can afford it? I mean, it looks sort of expensive...
MJ: Yes. I talked to my friend Arlene who just bought a house. She said that she got a found a house with a small down payment in a nice neighborhood. It's some interest rate thing...
Peter: But what about the baby? I thought you wanted a baby...And what about Jackson? I can't just leave him alone randomly to take care of all of my stuff!
MJ: I know. But you did just fine without him being here...just try to find him and tell him if you have time... I have it all under control tiger.
Peter: Alright... let's go visit it Saturday.
MJ: You mean tomorrow?
Peter: Tomorrow's Saturday?
MJ: Yeah...
MJ stood up and gave him a kiss. He sighed nervously and held MJ's hand.
MJ: Don't worry baby...
Peter: I'm not worrying... I'm just... well yeah, I'm worried.
MJ: Well you shouldn't be... Trust me...
Peter: I trust you...I'm just scared for no reason at all...I'm gonna go to Starbucks...
MJ: But you just had some coffee...
Peter: I'm just getting some more...
He slipped on his jacket and shoes and walked out to the elevator. He pressed the button, wondering if he should go ahead with MJ's plans for their future. He stepped inside the elevator where his next door neighbor, Roger Palmer, the extreme nerd, was about to go walk his dog.
Peter: Hey Roger.
Roger: Hey Peter...What's going on between you and Mary Jane?
Peter: What do you mean?
Roger: Well you all are screaming your heads off at night and everyone can hear you.
Roger was clearly single. He hadn't had a girlfriend in his entire lifetime. He only had his dogs and cats. Apparently, Roger hadn't exactly gone through sex-ed in high school or done what any other warm blooded guy would eventually do, learn from experience. Peter blushed slightly, not knowing that he and MJ had been that loud when they were in the heat of passion.
Peter: Just...having some fun...See you later Roger.
Peter walked off the elevator, out the door, and down the street to Starbucks. Through the window, he spotted a young man with platinum blonde hair sitting down drinking coffee. He opened up the door and walked towards the man.
Peter: Hi Jackson!
Jackson looked up at him.
Jackson: Hey! What's up?
Peter sat down across from him and sighed.
Peter: Well MJ wants to move to Connecticut and start a family...
Jackson: So? That's great! I can take care of the city, I promise.
Peter: Really? Are you sure? If you can, then that would make me feel a whole lot better...
Jackson: Yeah, I can. I've got nothing to do. But why is starting a family so bad? At least you get to have some fun getting there...
Jackson smiled a perfectly straight and white smile. Peter half- laughed.
Peter: That's not really the problem. It's just that...I don't want to mess up...I don't want my child to get crapped up by some mistake that was my fault.
Jackson: Look, you've been protecting this whole freaking city for a really long time. If you can save a kid from a bus or keep them from jumping off of a bridge or something, then you can raise a good kid.
Peter: Thanks for everything... I feel more secure... I'm gonna get some coffee and go back home...See you later...I'll let you know when we're going to be moving if we do.
Jackson: Cool. Bye!
Peter stood and walked up to the counter. He grabbed some tea and a bag of coffee beans and put them in front of the clearly bored cashier.
Cashier: Would you like anything else...uh...sir?
Peter: Uh, a grande caramel macchiato.
The cashier punched in some numbers.
Cashier: That'll be fourteen dollars even.
Peter handed over the money and walked over to the pick-up line. He really did feel better about the possibility of them having a baby. He was a pretty responsible guy. His order was called up. He grabbed it and walked back home where MJ was sitting on the ground in a tank top and some of Peter's boxers watching TV.
Peter: Hey MJ! I'm back!
MJ looked up.
MJ: Hey Peter! You want to do something?
Peter: Like what? And why are you wearing my boxers?
MJ: Well I was thinking that we could...I don't really know...And I'm wearing your boxers because they make me feel sexy...
She smiled. Peter sat next to her.
Peter: Well you're sexy all the time, didn't you know...
He kissed her on the lips and handed her the Starbucks bag.
MJ: What is it?
Peter: I got some of your favorite tea and some coffee.
MJ: Thanks tiger.
Peter: So... what did you want to do?
MJ: Maybe we could invite Roger over. He seems really lonely.
Peter: Uh...maybe? We don't want a repeat of the coffee dog incident...
They both laughed, remembering the last time that they invited Roger over. He had brought his dog Lola over to their apartment and she got into the kitchen and licked up some spilled coffee grounds. She was so hyper that she lost all bladder control and the whole apartment smelled like dog pee for a week.
MJ: Or we could watch a movie...
Peter: Yeah, that's a good idea...what do you want to watch?
MJ: How about that romance movie that we haven't watched yet...?
Peter: Okay... you want some tea?
MJ: Sure, I'll get the movie ready...
She shuffled to the DVD player as Peter grabbed the pack of tea from the bag that was still on the ground.
After Peter had made tea for the two of them and MJ had the movie set up, they laid out on the couch. MJ rested her head on his chest as the movie started. Peter put his mug down on the side table and put his arms around MJ and placed them on her stomach. She turned to look at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. They continued to watch to movie... Well, sort of...
In Roger's apartment next door
Roger: Gee Lola! They must be fighting or something! It sounds like they're throwing things!
Lola: Woof! Barky bark woof! (No you idiot! They're fucking the crap out of each other. God, could you be any denser?! Or any dumber?!)
More crashes and cries came from the other apartment followed by a crash and more yells of "Oh Peter!" and "Mmm baby!" But of course, Roger was too much of a weenie to do anything so he went to bed.
AN: Like it? Sorry for the abrupt ending... I couldn't find out how to end it... It'll get better in later chapters because it takes me a while to get used to different shows or movies or comics when I'm writing fan fiction...No flaming on the reviews!
Summary: MJ and Peter get married after a year of dating and decide to leave the city and start a family because another hero has been helping him (Wasp, I know, it's lame, but whatever. This is an AU fic.) and he's finally got enough time to teach his classes with having to "go to the bathroom" and jump out the window to save the city from destruction. So they move to Connecticut and they find out that life is busier than ever.
Chapter one
Peter sighed as he graded another student's paper. He hated how students didn't spell check their papers and pretended that grammar wasn't important in science. Mary Jane walked out of the bathroom and sat across from him at the table in their dining room.
They had bought a nice apartment in Queens and commuted to work in Manhattan everyday. MJ had become a talent agent with her own office but she still acted in some smaller, off Broadway plays. Peter was a professor at NYU, teaching science and giving small lessons to students about photography occasionally.
MJ: What's wrong?
Peter: Well, no one bothers with the grammar and spelling in their papers anymore and it's pissing me off...I hate taking points off... especially when the content is so perfect...
MJ: Oh... Well how about you take a break and I can make some coffee or something...
Peter: That would be really great...
He pushed the papers to the middle of the table and stood up stretching. MJ also stood and walked to their small kitchen. Peter smiled, happy that he didn't have to jump out of the window and swing from building to building until he got to Manhattan. Another man named Jackson, who called himself Wasp, had started to fight the crime in the city, which gave him a huge break. In fact, he hadn't been in his spider suit for over a month. Peter smiled to himself as he sat back down down. Jackson had revealed his identity when they were saving a kid from a hole. His mask had fallen off when they hit the ground and then he had to tell Peter who he was. He had gotten his powers when he got stung by a radioactive wasp. He actually had time to save people because he still lived with his multimillionaire parents who didn't seem like they would be making him get a job or move out any time soon. They had met up a few times and had become friends. MJ walked back into the room and handed him a mug of coffee after taking a drink of her own.
Peter: Thanks...
He took a sip.
MJ: So I was thinking that we could move to Connecticut since you don't have as much crime to fight because of that other guy...I mean, if you want to...
Peter thought about it for a second after he took another sip.
Peter: That sounds like a good idea... I can teach at a school there and you can move the business there too...
MJ looked down into her coffee as if she could find something inside of it. She looked up at him and spoke quietly.
MJ: I was thinking that we could have a baby...
Peter coughed up some coffee into his cup.
Peter: Uh, a-are you sure?
He bit his lip and took a sip of his coffee.
MJ: Well, yeah. I've always wanted a child, tiger...
Peter: I guess we could wait until we find a house to you know...
MJ: Great! So everything's planned! This is going to be great, it's like we're starting over! But not really!
Peter smiled nervously. It's not that he didn't want to be a father, he was just afraid that he would mess up and the kid would end up shooting the crap out of him or ending up one of those people who ran away from cops everyday of their lives. However, he wasn't really worried about the house that MJ wanted. After all, she did pick out the house that they were living in now and they didn't have to scrape up the money to pay for it.
MJ: I was looking on the internet at work and I found this cute little house that we can afford...
Peter: Wow, it sounds like you were doing your research...How did you know that I would even say yes?
MJ: Because I know you...I'll go print out the picture.
She leaned across the table and gave him a kiss as she stood to put her mug away. Peter sighed again and put his head in his hands. He sat and looked at the walls for a minute, thinking about what their life together would be like if MJ was pregnant. He groaned, thinking about mood swings, bladder problems, and having to do twice as much work around the house.
MJ: Hey Pete! I have the picture!
Peter stood and walked over to the living room where their computer was. MJ handed him a picture. It was a medium sized house made of brick with lots of windows and a large yard in the front.
MJ: So, what do you think?
Peter: I like it...It's nice... but are you sure that we can afford it? I mean, it looks sort of expensive...
MJ: Yes. I talked to my friend Arlene who just bought a house. She said that she got a found a house with a small down payment in a nice neighborhood. It's some interest rate thing...
Peter: But what about the baby? I thought you wanted a baby...And what about Jackson? I can't just leave him alone randomly to take care of all of my stuff!
MJ: I know. But you did just fine without him being here...just try to find him and tell him if you have time... I have it all under control tiger.
Peter: Alright... let's go visit it Saturday.
MJ: You mean tomorrow?
Peter: Tomorrow's Saturday?
MJ: Yeah...
MJ stood up and gave him a kiss. He sighed nervously and held MJ's hand.
MJ: Don't worry baby...
Peter: I'm not worrying... I'm just... well yeah, I'm worried.
MJ: Well you shouldn't be... Trust me...
Peter: I trust you...I'm just scared for no reason at all...I'm gonna go to Starbucks...
MJ: But you just had some coffee...
Peter: I'm just getting some more...
He slipped on his jacket and shoes and walked out to the elevator. He pressed the button, wondering if he should go ahead with MJ's plans for their future. He stepped inside the elevator where his next door neighbor, Roger Palmer, the extreme nerd, was about to go walk his dog.
Peter: Hey Roger.
Roger: Hey Peter...What's going on between you and Mary Jane?
Peter: What do you mean?
Roger: Well you all are screaming your heads off at night and everyone can hear you.
Roger was clearly single. He hadn't had a girlfriend in his entire lifetime. He only had his dogs and cats. Apparently, Roger hadn't exactly gone through sex-ed in high school or done what any other warm blooded guy would eventually do, learn from experience. Peter blushed slightly, not knowing that he and MJ had been that loud when they were in the heat of passion.
Peter: Just...having some fun...See you later Roger.
Peter walked off the elevator, out the door, and down the street to Starbucks. Through the window, he spotted a young man with platinum blonde hair sitting down drinking coffee. He opened up the door and walked towards the man.
Peter: Hi Jackson!
Jackson looked up at him.
Jackson: Hey! What's up?
Peter sat down across from him and sighed.
Peter: Well MJ wants to move to Connecticut and start a family...
Jackson: So? That's great! I can take care of the city, I promise.
Peter: Really? Are you sure? If you can, then that would make me feel a whole lot better...
Jackson: Yeah, I can. I've got nothing to do. But why is starting a family so bad? At least you get to have some fun getting there...
Jackson smiled a perfectly straight and white smile. Peter half- laughed.
Peter: That's not really the problem. It's just that...I don't want to mess up...I don't want my child to get crapped up by some mistake that was my fault.
Jackson: Look, you've been protecting this whole freaking city for a really long time. If you can save a kid from a bus or keep them from jumping off of a bridge or something, then you can raise a good kid.
Peter: Thanks for everything... I feel more secure... I'm gonna get some coffee and go back home...See you later...I'll let you know when we're going to be moving if we do.
Jackson: Cool. Bye!
Peter stood and walked up to the counter. He grabbed some tea and a bag of coffee beans and put them in front of the clearly bored cashier.
Cashier: Would you like anything else...uh...sir?
Peter: Uh, a grande caramel macchiato.
The cashier punched in some numbers.
Cashier: That'll be fourteen dollars even.
Peter handed over the money and walked over to the pick-up line. He really did feel better about the possibility of them having a baby. He was a pretty responsible guy. His order was called up. He grabbed it and walked back home where MJ was sitting on the ground in a tank top and some of Peter's boxers watching TV.
Peter: Hey MJ! I'm back!
MJ looked up.
MJ: Hey Peter! You want to do something?
Peter: Like what? And why are you wearing my boxers?
MJ: Well I was thinking that we could...I don't really know...And I'm wearing your boxers because they make me feel sexy...
She smiled. Peter sat next to her.
Peter: Well you're sexy all the time, didn't you know...
He kissed her on the lips and handed her the Starbucks bag.
MJ: What is it?
Peter: I got some of your favorite tea and some coffee.
MJ: Thanks tiger.
Peter: So... what did you want to do?
MJ: Maybe we could invite Roger over. He seems really lonely.
Peter: Uh...maybe? We don't want a repeat of the coffee dog incident...
They both laughed, remembering the last time that they invited Roger over. He had brought his dog Lola over to their apartment and she got into the kitchen and licked up some spilled coffee grounds. She was so hyper that she lost all bladder control and the whole apartment smelled like dog pee for a week.
MJ: Or we could watch a movie...
Peter: Yeah, that's a good idea...what do you want to watch?
MJ: How about that romance movie that we haven't watched yet...?
Peter: Okay... you want some tea?
MJ: Sure, I'll get the movie ready...
She shuffled to the DVD player as Peter grabbed the pack of tea from the bag that was still on the ground.
After Peter had made tea for the two of them and MJ had the movie set up, they laid out on the couch. MJ rested her head on his chest as the movie started. Peter put his mug down on the side table and put his arms around MJ and placed them on her stomach. She turned to look at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. They continued to watch to movie... Well, sort of...
In Roger's apartment next door
Roger: Gee Lola! They must be fighting or something! It sounds like they're throwing things!
Lola: Woof! Barky bark woof! (No you idiot! They're fucking the crap out of each other. God, could you be any denser?! Or any dumber?!)
More crashes and cries came from the other apartment followed by a crash and more yells of "Oh Peter!" and "Mmm baby!" But of course, Roger was too much of a weenie to do anything so he went to bed.
AN: Like it? Sorry for the abrupt ending... I couldn't find out how to end it... It'll get better in later chapters because it takes me a while to get used to different shows or movies or comics when I'm writing fan fiction...No flaming on the reviews!