Summary:

Now that we've seen just what Natasha's like...

What about Peter.

Peter the Spider-man… Peter the father

Natasha awoke, letting her sense of hearing and touch tell her what's going on. She can't feel her husband beside her. There are no sounds of his breathing in the room.

She opens her eyes looking around to verify that she is in fact alone in their bedroom.

She silently got up and throwing a robe over her sleepwear. A special extra-long spider-man shirt, that Peter made for her.

She loves how comfortable the shirt is and more importantly the look her husband gets when he sees her in it.

Playing a hunch that Peter didn't get the urge to go patrol, she headed towards the girls' room.

Sure, enough she could hear her husband's voice softly speaking to the girls.

She shook her head, not at all surprised that he's here.

If one of the girls got up for any reason, Peter is usual the one to hear it.

"Now, I've made both of you these, but we can't play with them right now." She heard him say as she glanced in to see Peter sitting with his back to the door, trusting that FRIDAY and his Spidey-sense would warn him of any danger.

Not that it would be likely to happen in the middle of Avenger tower.

She could see what looked like small web shooters modeled after his own. She smiled; she can't complain she's well aware of the toy web shooters that shoot silly string.

Some of the biggest sellers of Spider-man merch is the fake web shooters that shot silly string.

Natasha smirked when she spotted the shooters. Of course, no daughters of Spider-man would use just any old fake web shooter. Peter designed and built ones that could almost pass as real.

"Now, that you have the proper tools we can work on the best way to confuse your enemies. Quips and jokes are the best way." Peter said, all serious.

"Daddy, what's a qwip?" Mila asked, her confused face looked so cute.

Natasha could tell that Mary was more invested in this than Mila just like when she did her own… training with them.

"A quip is… well, we'll work on that later. It's like a joke. Now you remember how I've told you about Star Wars and Star Trek?" Peter said as he pulled the girls into this lap.

Mary smiled nodding, she loves to watch Sci Fi with her daddy, and Aunt Carol. "yes, may the force be with you, and live, uh long and prosper."

"That's good baby."

"Daddy… Powerpuff girls is better." Mila said her little arms crossed. The girls will sit and watch the cartoon with Morgan, Tony and Pepper's daughter who's about a year older than them.

Peter smiled, "Well you are both made of sugar and spice and everything nice." he has to smile that their 'chemical X' AKA their spider powers, thankfully haven't developed yet.

Peter having heard his wife's heartbeat and caught her scent, not to mention that he heard her quietly walk to the door. "Isn't that right mommy?" he added turning his head slightly to her.

Natasha knowing the jig is up slipped in the room as Mary smiled widely as she climbed out of her daddy's lap to run to her mom.

"Mommy… look what daddy made us." Mary said as Natasha smiled and picked her up.

"I see that ребенок паук." (baby spider) Natasha said with her soft smile.

Mila and Mary both smile and giggle, they have no idea what that means… yet, but they love to hear Natasha and Peter speak Russian.

The team is slowly started to teach the girls other languages. The research as shown that the earlier they start to learn the easier it is.

Of course, the downside that Natasha and Peter have found is the twins have started to develop their own twins' language.

A strange mix of English, Russian, and their own words.

Natasha being the expert on human behavior can usually decipher what they are talking about.

Mila got up to go to her mother as well.

Natasha smiled as she bent down to pick up her other daughter.

Peter having gotten up himself walked over to wrap his arms loosely around Natasha and the girls.

Like when she did it to him, he kissed her mouth and then give each girl a kiss on the cheek as he gently removed their little web shooters.

He set them over by the toy knives and pistols on the dresser.

Peter turned feel his eyes well up with happy tears at both girls are snuggled into Natasha's neck and she's looking at him with her own misty eyes.

Peter softly walked over to take Mary out of her arms, and they took each girl to their bed to tuck in and kiss goodnight. Then they switched to the other sister.

They both try to switch who tucks the girls in first each night, so they don't get into the habit. Mila who is more of a daddy's girl will seek out daddy while Mary doesn't seem to have a preference.

Still to not have favorites both Natasha and Peter try their best to split their time with both girls evenly.

They head out and Natasha quietly clicks off the light and closes the door.

Natasha turned to look at Peter.

"Uh, Mary wanted a drink of water, and Mila wanted another story…" Peter said trying to justify the girls being up late at night.

"Uh huh, and papa spider just couldn't say no… I see why I'm always the bad guy in these situations." Natasha said a soft smirk to show she's kidding.

"Really mama spider, because, I seem to recall I'm the one who usually has to say no." Peter said smiling as he pulls her to him.

Natasha smiled as she wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. "I don't recall it that way."

"Uh huh… come on, let's go to bed."

Peter scooped up Natasha and carried her back to their bedroom.

She pulled him to her as they shared a deep kissed, trusting as always, his Spidey-sense to keep from tripping over anything.

- The End… For Now -