"Hey, kiddo." May grinned and looked up from her laptop, seeing her nephew deposit his backpack on the floor, but quickly noticed his upset demeanor as he whispered, like if he spoke higher he was gonna cry.

"Hey, May."

She shut her laptop and went over to him, gently putting a hand on his shoulder, tilting his teary eyes where she could see them and running her hand through his hair.

"What's wrong?" She asked quietly, in case this was a sensory issue and speaking loudly could hurt him more.

"H-he started saying things about Ned...and I tried to stop him, I did, please don't be mad." Peter whimpered, putting his face against her shoulder and started to sob, his body shaking.

May gently rocked him while running her fingers against his scalp gently, letting a long and whispered "shhh" escape her lips.

Once Peter's sobs turned into sniffles, she tilted his face back toward hers gently while insisting.

"Now tell me what happened."

"Ned and I were leaving school, and this guy started saying stuff about Ben, so Ned tried to stick up for me, and he said something about Ned's sister, and I just...I snapped!" Peter insisted, breaking down again as he whispered. "I didn't wanna hurt him, I just didn't want Ned to be more upset..."

May sighed, gently running her fingers against his scalp again.

"So you punched him cause he was saying stuff about Ned?"

"I-I punched him and he hit his head really hard...I think he was bleeding...I'm so so sorry..."

"What's the kid's name? I'll explain what happened to the parents." She insisted, and while she had a small feeling he wouldn't give up his name, she was actually surprised when he told her his name was Eugene Thompson.

"Thank you for telling me. Go get changed into something more comfortable, and I'll turn on Aliens or something, okay?"

Peter nodded, and lifted his head from her shoulder before heading up the stairs into his room and changing out of his clothes and into a pair of sweats and a baggy shirt (at least, less baggy then it was when Ben gave it to him) depicting a faded drawing of Iron Man, and while it felt weird wearing a shirt with someone he ACTUALLY knew on it, it still made him feel closer to Ben, and that's all he needed.

He went back downstairs to see May kneeling beside the DVD player and putting a movie in, watching the disc go inside of the player before standing up, turning around and seeing Peter.

"So, popcorn or ice cream?" She asked as he settled on the couch, leaning on one of the throw pillows.

"Uh, ice cream." He smiled, and she smiled back, handing him the remote while she disappeared to the freezer, getting them both their ice cream.

He exited the previews, and watched as the pop up menu came on screen for E.T.

"Hey, May?!" He yelled. "Do we need subtitles?!"

"Yes!" May yelled back, coming back with their ice cream, putting the carton on the table as he opened the subtitles tab.

"And I'm guessing English for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing." Peter grinned, leading to a gentle smack on the back of the head before he clicked the option and turned on the movie.

And even before he could finish his ice cream, he was sleeping soundly against May's chest.