I knew I was gonna regret making her that web shooter

[daddy_longlegs]

Who: Peter B Parker, OTA
What: Arrival and exploring
Where: Temba, fountain, diner, replicator
When: early month
Warnings: None



Arrival

Having appeared and touched the weird ball, Peter sat on the edge of the fountain and rested his chin in May's hair as he processed. The Dimensional Travel Watch would have been the obvious answer, but it wasn't working. So far at least he wasn't glitching, which would imply he was still somewhere in his own dimension.

"Nah, don't worry Kid," he assured as May looked up at him with those big eyes, Peter lifting his head to smile at her, "If I can't figure this out there's a whole Society that'll track us down eventually."

And so, with that existential panic halted for the moment, Peter took to exploring.

The Diner

Wandering inside, Peter looked over the available food, sampling a few straight from the share plates but not finding what he was looking for.

"Hey, uh- you guys got milk around here? Formula? Baby food, any of that?" he asked, mouth full and a hand on the baby strapped round his chest.

Replicators

Whatever you were planning to do at the replicators, it probably wasn't babysit. But a squirmy and bright eyed baby girl was passed off to you before you could get out an objection.

"Hey! Great, can you just- hold onto this for a second-?" the girl's presumable guardian requested, needing a moment to concentrate as he typed chemical compounds into the machine.

Said child seemed to be quite the escape artist, and was going to make it very difficult to hold onto her.

"You know, something like this would have saved me a whole lot of time back in the day," he said, gesturing to replicator, taking out vials he'd produced and holding up a finger, "Just- one more sec- I swear," he insisted, putting the finishing touches on something before- "There we go Mayday! You have your web-shooters back, just like Daddy."

Comments

[sunglassesincluded]

The web doesn't hit the glasses but is intercepted by Wesker's flat hand, brought up in time to catch the shot. He swiftly winds the web around his hand and gives it a little tug, almost as if challenging May. Crawling up walls, huh?

"So what does that make her? Spider Girl?"

[daddy_longlegs]

May giggles, keeping a hold of the other end and squirming free of her father's hold to swing and hang from Wesker's hold.

"Something like that," Peter agrees with a smirk, a little wary of the man's speed but allowing May to play for now. She keeps hold the web with one hand and tugs her Spider-Man hat down over her eyes. "We've been calling her Mayday for now."

[sunglassesincluded]

The replicator finishes Wesker's input and the man picks up the item and stores it within his coat. He eyes the child for a moment, giving the web a testing swing to observe her reaction. Though he does cast a glance over to Peter at some point.

"And you would be...?" Wesker prompts. Is this Spider Dad now? The father of all these spider children? Is Peter this man's son?

[daddy_longlegs]

She giggles, flipping upside down and swinging side to side while Peter watches proudly.

"Mm? Oh, right. Uh- Peter. Peter B Parker," he offers, extending a hand, "Which would make you...?"

[sunglassesincluded]

Wesker raises a brow at that name, but accepts the offered hand regardless. "Albert Wesker." He offers his name, leaving the child to do as she pleases. She isn't causing any harm at the moment.

"You don't happen to have a son as well?"

[daddy_longlegs]

Peter blanches a little at the thought and shakes his head. "No, no. Just May here. She's handful enough," he answer, before it occurs to him what Wesker might mean.

"...there's another Peter here, right? Haven't managed to meet up with him yet."

[sunglassesincluded]

"There is indeed. You don't seem surprised by that." That by itself it curious to observe. "Part of the family in a different way?"