AN: Next chapter! It's going to be short...just letting you know.
Two weeks later...
Peter hadn't gotten any sleep ever since they had gotten Kitten. That cat was ruining his life. He depended on coffee to keep him partially awake. Even his students noticed that he was on the verge of passing out during classes. But they just assumed that he was tired from moving boxes. Peter had told them that he was moving away.
It was a Sunday afternoon and Peter and MJ were talking about what they needed to do.
MJ: I've found a doctor, vet, plumber, and pet store there...And I found a talent agency that I can work at until I find a place to rent.
Peter: Is there a Starbucks?
MJ: Yeah...There are two...
Peter's head fell to the table as he fell asleep, drooling. MJ sighed as Kitten jumped up into his lap purring away. Peter woke up instantly.
Peter: Stupid cat...
MJ: Tiger, I think that we should get Kitten a friend...
Peter: Why? One cat is enough!
MJ: Just look at you! You're like dying! She needs some other cat to play with!
Peter: So that would keep her away from me, right?
MJ: Yeah...
Peter: Alright...
MJ wrote something down on her notepad.
MJ: Could you pass me the Pepto-Bismol? I'm not feeling too good.
Peter tilted his chair back and grabbed the tablets off of the counter.
Peter: What's wrong?
MJ: I feel like I'm getting the flu...But I'll be okay...So we're going to start moving Tuesday...
Peter: Alright... Oh... The doctor called...I think...He said that you had an appointment on Monday...
MJ: Okay...I'm gonna go take a nap...
Peter: I'll try taking one too...
Peter stood up and shuffled over to Kitten's bed. He picked up the bed and picked up Kitten and put the in the bathroom. He shut the door. Kitten yowled as Peter walked into the bedroom and fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow. 20 minutes later, Peter heard meows outside the door.
Peter: How did the cat get out?!
MJ: Hmm? Will you stop obsessing with the cat?
MJ groaned as she stood up.
Peter: What's wrong?
MJ: Feel sick...
MJ ran out of the room, letting Kitten in. Peter heard her throwing up. He sighed and stumbled to the bathroom. He swung open the door with the remaining strength he had. He walked over to her and held back her long red hair. She stopped and panted. Peter slowly sat down on the bathtub and fell asleep.
MJ: PETER!
Peter woke up looking around.
Peter: What?!
MJ: You fell asleep again...Let me go get you some earplugs from the drugstore...
Peter: Uh... Don't forget the spider hearing...they have to be extra heavy duty...And can you take Kitten with you in her little purse?
MJ: Sure, I'll take my time.
MJ gave him a peck on the forehead and walked out of the room. Peter stood and wobbled into the bedroom, falling on the bed and falling asleep. For what seemed like an hour and a half of pure bliss, Peter slept like a baby. But then to his despair, he heard at cat cry out and groaned. MJ opened up the door and walked in with her shoes flip-flopping across the hall. She opened up the door as light spilled in.
Peter: Ah! It burns!
MJ: Did you sleep well?
Peter: Like a rock...
MJ: That's good...Well I got you some earplugs.
She handed him a box of orange earplugs and sat next to him on the bed.
Peter: Thanks...
He pulled her close to him and gave her a kiss.
MJ: And I got a pregnancy test...
Peter: Why? Aren't you going to the doctor tomorrow?
MJ: Well yeah, I just want to see if I am before so it won't be totally unexpected...I was looking some stuff up on the internet and it sounds like I might be...
Peter: That's great...
MJ: Yeah...I'm going to go test it...
MJ got up and went to the bathroom. Peter sighed and hoped that she was. He'd thought about it ever since his talk with Jackson at Starbucks and took to his words and advice. I mean if I can take care of Manhattan, I can take care of a baby...he thought.
MJ sat down on the toilet and opened up the test. She followed the instructions and waited for two minutes for the results to pop up. She looked at it as a small pink plus sign appeared. She took a quick look at the directions and smiled. She stood up and ran to their bedroom where Peter was reading a book.
MJ: Peter! It's positive!
Peter jumped up and picked MJ up, swirling around.
Peter: That's great! But is it for sure?
MJ: I'm not positively sure. ...but I guess at the doctor's I can find out!
Peter danced around with MJ in his arms for a while. Eventually, he put her down and flopped on the bed.
MJ: I can't believe it!
Peter: Neither can I...I never imagined being the father to Mary Jane Watson's baby...I thought you would still be with Flash.
MJ: Yeah...me too actually...until I got to know you better...and then I realized that Flash was a stupid jerk.
Peter yawned.
Peter: Let me go feed Kitten...
MJ: oh! I forgot to tell you! I got Kitten a pen that she can stay in at night so she won't come in and bother you.
Peter: Oh...is it set up?
MJ: Yeah...It's in the living room.
Peter stood up and walked into the living room. He pulled the small bag of cat food out of her box and filled it up. Then he got a big bottle of tap water and filled up Kitten's water. She meowed and weaved between Peter's ankles. Peter reached for the large metal structure and put it over Kitten, her water and food, and her litter box. He tossed in her bed and walked back into his room. He pulled off his shirt and left his boxers on. He climbed into bed after putting in his earplugs and finally got a full night's sleep.
AN: Hoped you liked this chapter! This may or may not be the last chapter for two weeks...It depends on how I'm doing with my other stories so...yeah...
Two weeks later...
Peter hadn't gotten any sleep ever since they had gotten Kitten. That cat was ruining his life. He depended on coffee to keep him partially awake. Even his students noticed that he was on the verge of passing out during classes. But they just assumed that he was tired from moving boxes. Peter had told them that he was moving away.
It was a Sunday afternoon and Peter and MJ were talking about what they needed to do.
MJ: I've found a doctor, vet, plumber, and pet store there...And I found a talent agency that I can work at until I find a place to rent.
Peter: Is there a Starbucks?
MJ: Yeah...There are two...
Peter's head fell to the table as he fell asleep, drooling. MJ sighed as Kitten jumped up into his lap purring away. Peter woke up instantly.
Peter: Stupid cat...
MJ: Tiger, I think that we should get Kitten a friend...
Peter: Why? One cat is enough!
MJ: Just look at you! You're like dying! She needs some other cat to play with!
Peter: So that would keep her away from me, right?
MJ: Yeah...
Peter: Alright...
MJ wrote something down on her notepad.
MJ: Could you pass me the Pepto-Bismol? I'm not feeling too good.
Peter tilted his chair back and grabbed the tablets off of the counter.
Peter: What's wrong?
MJ: I feel like I'm getting the flu...But I'll be okay...So we're going to start moving Tuesday...
Peter: Alright... Oh... The doctor called...I think...He said that you had an appointment on Monday...
MJ: Okay...I'm gonna go take a nap...
Peter: I'll try taking one too...
Peter stood up and shuffled over to Kitten's bed. He picked up the bed and picked up Kitten and put the in the bathroom. He shut the door. Kitten yowled as Peter walked into the bedroom and fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow. 20 minutes later, Peter heard meows outside the door.
Peter: How did the cat get out?!
MJ: Hmm? Will you stop obsessing with the cat?
MJ groaned as she stood up.
Peter: What's wrong?
MJ: Feel sick...
MJ ran out of the room, letting Kitten in. Peter heard her throwing up. He sighed and stumbled to the bathroom. He swung open the door with the remaining strength he had. He walked over to her and held back her long red hair. She stopped and panted. Peter slowly sat down on the bathtub and fell asleep.
MJ: PETER!
Peter woke up looking around.
Peter: What?!
MJ: You fell asleep again...Let me go get you some earplugs from the drugstore...
Peter: Uh... Don't forget the spider hearing...they have to be extra heavy duty...And can you take Kitten with you in her little purse?
MJ: Sure, I'll take my time.
MJ gave him a peck on the forehead and walked out of the room. Peter stood and wobbled into the bedroom, falling on the bed and falling asleep. For what seemed like an hour and a half of pure bliss, Peter slept like a baby. But then to his despair, he heard at cat cry out and groaned. MJ opened up the door and walked in with her shoes flip-flopping across the hall. She opened up the door as light spilled in.
Peter: Ah! It burns!
MJ: Did you sleep well?
Peter: Like a rock...
MJ: That's good...Well I got you some earplugs.
She handed him a box of orange earplugs and sat next to him on the bed.
Peter: Thanks...
He pulled her close to him and gave her a kiss.
MJ: And I got a pregnancy test...
Peter: Why? Aren't you going to the doctor tomorrow?
MJ: Well yeah, I just want to see if I am before so it won't be totally unexpected...I was looking some stuff up on the internet and it sounds like I might be...
Peter: That's great...
MJ: Yeah...I'm going to go test it...
MJ got up and went to the bathroom. Peter sighed and hoped that she was. He'd thought about it ever since his talk with Jackson at Starbucks and took to his words and advice. I mean if I can take care of Manhattan, I can take care of a baby...he thought.
MJ sat down on the toilet and opened up the test. She followed the instructions and waited for two minutes for the results to pop up. She looked at it as a small pink plus sign appeared. She took a quick look at the directions and smiled. She stood up and ran to their bedroom where Peter was reading a book.
MJ: Peter! It's positive!
Peter jumped up and picked MJ up, swirling around.
Peter: That's great! But is it for sure?
MJ: I'm not positively sure. ...but I guess at the doctor's I can find out!
Peter danced around with MJ in his arms for a while. Eventually, he put her down and flopped on the bed.
MJ: I can't believe it!
Peter: Neither can I...I never imagined being the father to Mary Jane Watson's baby...I thought you would still be with Flash.
MJ: Yeah...me too actually...until I got to know you better...and then I realized that Flash was a stupid jerk.
Peter yawned.
Peter: Let me go feed Kitten...
MJ: oh! I forgot to tell you! I got Kitten a pen that she can stay in at night so she won't come in and bother you.
Peter: Oh...is it set up?
MJ: Yeah...It's in the living room.
Peter stood up and walked into the living room. He pulled the small bag of cat food out of her box and filled it up. Then he got a big bottle of tap water and filled up Kitten's water. She meowed and weaved between Peter's ankles. Peter reached for the large metal structure and put it over Kitten, her water and food, and her litter box. He tossed in her bed and walked back into his room. He pulled off his shirt and left his boxers on. He climbed into bed after putting in his earplugs and finally got a full night's sleep.
AN: Hoped you liked this chapter! This may or may not be the last chapter for two weeks...It depends on how I'm doing with my other stories so...yeah...