[Third Person's PoV]
Harry and Lizzy had already left, leaving Peter and the rest of the group lounging in the living room. Aunt May sat on the couch with Aria nestled in her lap, gently rubbing her cheek against the top of the girl's head, hugging her close with warm affection.
"Peter…" Uncle Ben began, staring at him incredulously. "You stepped out for what, twenty minutes? And in that time, you're telling me you got approached by a cosmic entity and saved the multiverse from a homicidal android with rainbow-colored stones powered by literal aspects of reality?"
Peter shrugged, completely unfazed. "That's about right."
"That's exactly what happened," Gwen said, leaning back against the couch cushions.
"Pretty much sums it up," MJ chuckled.
"It was fun," Felicia added with a mischievous grin.
Uncle Ben threw his arms in the air. "Why do I even bother being surprised anymore?"
"We have to go shopping tomorrow," Aunt May announced suddenly.
Everyone turned to her, confused by the completely random declaration.
She wore a serious expression. "Aria doesn't have any clothes. We're going to need to pick up a few things."
"Oh, don't worry, I can just—" Aria started, but Aunt May cut her off, her voice laced with excitement.
"Since Peter was a boy, I never got to do any of the fun dress-up stuff or go on girly shopping trips. This is my chance! What were you saying, sweetheart?"
"I said…" Aria smiled sweetly, "I can't wait. It'll be a blast."
Aunt May melted instantly and hugged her tighter. "Ohhh! Aren't you just the cutest thing!"
"Can we come too? That sounds awesome!" Felicia asked, practically bouncing.
"Of course!" Aunt May beamed. "Why don't we all go together?"
Gwen and MJ eagerly agreed, already chatting about where they should take Aria first. Meanwhile, Uncle Ben and Peter exchanged weary glances like soldiers bracing for war.
The conversation continued late into the night, ranging from shopping plans to retelling snippets of the Ultron incident with an increasingly comedic tone. Amid the chatter, MJ glanced at Aria and sent a subtle telepathic message. Aria blinked in surprise but gave her a small, reluctant nod.
MJ stood and stretched. "I think I'm calling it a night. That Ultron battle might not have been physically draining, but mentally? I'm toast."
Felicia got up too. "I'm staying at her place tonight. Would be weird not to go with her."
The two girls said their goodbyes, congratulating Aunt May and Uncle Ben on the pregnancy before giving Peter a kiss on the cheek and heading out.
Uncle Ben turned to Gwen. "George said you could stay the night if you'd like."
Gwen smiled appreciatively. "Thanks. I'll go get ready for bed then. It's getting late anyway." She gave Peter a kiss on the cheek before heading upstairs.
Peter stayed behind a while longer, chatting with Aunt May and Uncle Ben, mostly about the baby.
"For the record—yuck," Peter said, making a face. "I really didn't need the mental image that you two still get… busy. Have some decorum."
Uncle Ben scoffed. "You've got some nerve, Mr. Harem Lord."
Peter smirked, rubbing his nose smugly. "Just don't call me that in front of them. They'll rip my head off."
Aunt May gave him a pointed look. "Rightfully so. I still can't figure out how you convinced them to date you."
Then she squinted at him suspiciously. "Do you release some kind of pheromone that attracts female spiders or something?"
Peter turned to Aria, suddenly concerned. "I don't… Right?"
Aria shook her head calmly. "He doesn't."
Aunt May rolled her eyes. "Hmm. Still suspicious."
The four of them chatted a bit longer, enjoying the quiet and laughter. Peter noticed Aria swaying slightly, her head lolling as though sleep was winning.
"You look ready to pass out," Peter said with a soft smile. "Come on, you can sleep with Gwen and me."
But Aria shook her head. "I want to sleep with Grandma May and Grandpa Ben."
Everyone paused, a little surprised. Aunt May's eyes lit up.
Peter tilted his head. "Are you sure? I thought you'd want to bunk with Gwen and me?"
"Maybe tomorrow," Aria said softly. "But tonight… I want to stay with Grandma more."
"Awww!! Did you hear that, Peter?" Aunt May squealed, hugging Aria tightly. "She loves me more than you! Isn't she just precious?"
Peter blinked at Aria, a bit suspicious but mostly amused. After a beat, he shrugged. "If that's what you want."
Peter said his goodnights and made his way upstairs, each step a quiet echo in the now dimly lit house. He let out a tired sigh, dragging his hand through his hair.
"What an eventful day…" he muttered to himself, his mind replaying everything—His birthday, getting their suits, alternate universes, homicidal androids, magical stones, Aria getting a body, and now… shopping plans with Aunt May.
He reached his door, freshly fixed thanks to Uncle Ben, and turned the knob. As the door creaked open, he froze—his breath catching in his throat.
There, lying gracefully on his bed, were three stunningly beautiful women, each dressed in elegant lingerie of different colors, the soft lighting of the room casting a gentle glow on their figures.
Gwen was leaned casually against the headboard, her white-and-pink lace ensemble giving her an angelic yet alluring aura. She wore a playful smile, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulder.
Felicia, positioned in the middle, looked slightly bashful in sheer black. Her cheeks had a faint blush as she glanced away, fingers nervously playing with the sheets.
MJ, in a deep, daring red, sat nearest to the edge of the bed. Her confident smirk and intense gaze were unmistakable as she leaned forward just slightly, one eyebrow raised.
"Well, Tiger," MJ purred, her voice low and sultry, "you gonna keep staring, or are you going to come in and close the door?"
Peter, still struck dumb, stepped inside slowly and shut the door behind him. "Okay… What the hell is going on?"
Gwen giggled, reaching for her phone on the nightstand and flashing the screen. "It's 11:00 PM. Technically still your birthday."
Felicia nodded, biting her lower lip before adding softly, "So we thought… we'd give you one final gift."
The three of them moved closer together, wrapping their arms around one another in a gentle embrace.
"Us," they said in unison, smiling warmly.
Peter stood in stunned silence. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he looked skyward, hands trembling.
"This is… this is the greatest moment of my entire life," he whispered. "This is the moment I peak. Nothing else can top this."
Felicia raised an amused brow. "Kinda feel bad for our future kids if this is your peak."
The girls chuckled, but then blinked in surprise as Peter suddenly looked down at himself, wide-eyed.
"Wait… Where did my clothes go!?"
Gwen burst out laughing, covering her mouth. "Did you just… super-speed undress without noticing?"
All three of them stared at him incredulously, trying to stifle their laughter as Peter stood there in nothing but his boxers, completely unaware of his own speed burst.
MJ leaned forward again, her voice like silk. "So… who do you want first?"
Peter looked at them like a man presented with a divine miracle. He clasped his hands together, eyes closed in mock prayer.
"Thank you for the meal."
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