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Then it begins to smoke

Chapter 17

Chapter 17
Anna’s Point of View
“Auntie Anna! Uncle Peter! Mommy and Daddy said we get to spend time with you!” scream the two little Rogers girls as they jump on us in the bed. I moan,
“Come play with us! Uncle Peter!” Rosie squeals as she pulls on his arm. Rosalinda cuddles up next to me, placing her small face right next to mine.
“Auntie Anna, I wanna watch a movie.” She says as Peter finally gets up and picks up a squealing Rosie.
“What movie?” I ask, as I sit up, wondering why on Earth Brenda and Steve left us on baby-sitting duty.
“Frozen?” she pleads as she places her two little hands together, it’s just too cute.
“Of course.” I say as she squeals
“Yay! Frozen!” she runs out of the room.
Today is going to be wonderful.
Baby-siting the twins isn’t as bad as I thought it would be, and once I figure out why I guess it’s understandable.
Brenda and Steve had to go do wedding planning stuff. Which makes me queasy, thinking that one day (rather soon) Peter and I will have to go through all that. Burgh.
Peter and I have just put the girls down for a nap when I hear shouting.
"Sue. What happened?" Brenda is asking Sue, as Sue sobs into her hands.
"Sue you can trust us. We are very close to Steve. Is he alright?" I asked. Brenda was growing worried, and I was a bit too. Steve and I were close. We were friends.
"Steve is fine, just has a broken leg, and............" She stops to cry. "He was knocked unconscious. He fell and hit his head on a rock. I couldn't protect him with my force field like I did for you Brenda. I'm sorry." She said and ran out of the room.
"Daddy's hurt." It was Rosalinda. She heard everything. Before Brenda could answer her, she took off running to her room.
"Where is Peter?” she asked me.
“Laying down, he’s not feeling too well.” I say
“Can I see him?” she asks, I shrug and lead her to my (new) room. Where peter is laying on the bed.
"Peter, are you all right?" she asked. He didn't look to good, his face was all pale and his nose was bright red, whatever he had hit him hard.
"Not feeling well. I should warn you though, Aunt May is coming to visit." He said.
Brenda then passed out, and I hauled her to her room, deciding that it was best for her to sleep for a bit.
A bit later, Aunt May came by.
“Ms. Barton, there is a woman here, of the name May Parker, she was summoned by Mr. Parker, shall I send her up?” asks JARVIS, after Inudge Peter awake
“Yeah send her up.” I say to the AI as I wait for the uncomfortable to unroll.
“Did you tell May- “
“Nope.” He says as he sits up.
“Maybe we should go meet her, help break the news a bit easier.”
“Yeah sure.” He says as we walk into the hallway.
“Peter? Anna? What are you two doing here? What’s going on? I don’t understand.” She says when she sees us. Then she notices the ring on my finger.
“Oh! You two got engaged. I’m so glad, I always liked you more than Mary-Jane.” She says as she pulls me in for a hug.She took that well.
“Aunt May,”
“Yes Peter?”
“I’ve got to tell you something, and you can’t freak out at me okay?’she frowns but nods
“First off, I’m Spider-Man.” He says, as watches her reaction, which is nonexistent.
“Oh please Peter, did you really think that I didn’t know? I’ve lived with you since you were a little boy, I know everything about you. I knew the whole time I knew.” She says, Peter pales
“You knew? The entire time and you never said anything?’ he asks
“I figured you would tell me when you were ready.” She says, Peter just shakes his head.
“So, I know you don’t like talking about her, but I’ve been thinking a lot about Brenda lately.” Her expression immediately sours.
“I don’t want to talk about that Peter.” She says, her lips tight.
“Aunt May- “
“No! I will not talk about that poor girl! I don’t want to! You will not force this on me Peter!” she yells when Brenda bursts into the room
"Hey Back off!" she yelled. May l looked at her and her face just paled. Peter's face paled as well.
“You have no right coming into my house and yelling at your nephew, when you raised him and left me with some rotten family that never told me who my real family was. Now I suggest you calm down, or you will wake your great nieces from their nap." She screams at May, who only scowls.
Well this just got fun didn’t it.

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