Accompanying Peter to meet his parents

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, with the rotation of the sun and moon, it was already the evening of the second day.

Of course, it differs from Garfield's Spider-Man in that...

As a frequent visitor to Stacy's house, Peter, who was invited to Gwen's house, didn't need to use his Spider-Man superpowers to climb over Gwen's walls and enter her bedroom through the window.

Instead, they entered openly and legitimately through the main entrance as guests.

But precisely because of this, new problems arise.

Because the meaning of this visit was significantly different from previous ones, even though Gwen indicated that she wouldn't tell her elderly father about the changed "friendship" between them until the time was right.

But the thought that he had stolen someone's precious daughter and now had to sit down for a meal with his future father-in-law...

Just imagining that scene made Peter break out in a sweat.

So much so that Peter, who paced back and forth in front of Stacy's house for a long time without having the courage to ring the doorbell, cast a pleading look at Riley amidst his clearly hesitant voice.

"Riley, are you sure what I'm wearing today is appropriate? Shouldn't I go back and change into a formal suit? At the very least, shouldn't I bring a gift? Like a bouquet of roses or something, or..."

"Relax, relax, I'm pretty sure your clothes fit perfectly, there's nothing wrong with them. Besides, aren't you two not planning to go public with your relationship yet? If you were to show up in a suit with roses... unless you're trying to woo Aunt Helen, or Uncle George has developed Alzheimer's prematurely, anyone with eyes can see what's going on between you and Gwen."

Meanwhile, compared to the restless Peter, Riley, with his hands in his pockets, remained calm and composed.

Feigning seriousness, she teased Peter, pointing out that his idea would only bring him more trouble, then took a few steps forward and lightly bumped Peter with her shoulder, signaling to the male protagonist of today's dinner to step forward and ring the doorbell himself.

"So relax, Peter. As usual, ring the doorbell and let the homeowner know we've arrived. Go on."

"Okay... alright, you're right, wearing formal attire for a visit is indeed a bit too early..."

After being reassured by Riley, Peter finally gave up his crazy idea of ​​dressing up for the date and getting close to his future father-in-law, though he was still grumbling.

At the same time, Peter couldn't help but hesitate to ring the doorbell because he was worried about how to face Sheriff George, who had always been kind to him and placed high hopes on him, after taking that step beyond friendship with Gwen.

"Hey, don't push me, Riley, I can walk by myself, just wait a little longer..."

"Huh? Aren't these Peter and Riley? Why don't you come in and sit down? Did you come here specifically to welcome me home from get off work?"

Unfortunately, fate was unkind; what Peter feared most came to pass.

Before Peter could even prepare himself mentally and put on casual clothes, George Stacy, who had just finished a day's work, stepped out of the elevator door not far away.

After squinting slightly to make out the two familiar figures loitering at the door, George lowered his hand from the pistol hanging at his waist. A kind, elder-like smile appeared on his face as he greeted Peter and Riley.

"Huh? Ah? Uncle George...you...why are you down so quickly today...um...!"

Despite being kept in the dark about his daughter's new love interest, George's attitude towards the Parker brothers remains unchanged.

Parker, feeling incredibly guilty for stealing from his father's house, was most afraid of encountering Sheriff George!

Therefore, he was caught off guard and found that his future father-in-law not only appeared suddenly, but was also walking towards him.

Peter's mind went completely blank for a moment, and he even started to stammer.

"That's right, Uncle George. We were thinking that you'd be getting off work and coming home around this time. Uncle George must be very tired after a long day. So Peter suggested that we wait here for a little while. We can't be of much help, but at least we can help Uncle George with his coat or something."

Fortunately, Riley, who came with Peter, turned out to be a trustworthy and good brother.

Before Peter, feeling guilty, could be alerted by Sheriff George's keen observation, George suddenly raised his foot and lightly stepped on Peter's instep, signaling Peter to shut up.

He seized the opportunity to chime in, admitting George's conjecture without blushing, panting, or changing his expression.

"Haha, thank you so much... Sigh, look at other people's kids, those two brats Simon and Howard, if only they were half as sensible as you."

Fortunately, Peter's hesitation, though, still made Sheriff George, out of professional ethics, vaguely sense that something was amiss.

However, Riley's carefully cultivated image as the "perfect child" in front of George allowed him to successfully help Peter get away with things.

So, with a smile and a compliment, Sheriff George, an old acquaintance, didn't stand on ceremony with Riley. He took off his coat and handed it to Peter, who, prompted by Riley's light kick, hurried forward a few steps. He then took out his keys, opened the door, and led the Parker brothers inside.

"I'm back!"

"That voice...it's Daddy coming home!"

"Dad! Did you bring us anything yummy today?"

Hearing the noise at the door, the two little boys who were sitting in front of the TV playing a two-player game on their PS5 console dropped their controllers and rushed to the door.

"Hey, hey, slow down, be careful not to fall..."

Meanwhile, Sheriff George, who had not long ago complained about his two sons' lack of manners in front of the Parker brothers, suddenly found his tough-guy heart softened by those repeated calls.

He abandoned his usual cold and serious demeanor, his face beaming with smiles, perfectly embodying the image of a doting father, while simultaneously bending down in advance to prepare for the collision of the two "little missiles".

She then held her two precious sons in her arms, one in each hand, and gently kissed each of their cheeks.

George then let go, stood up, and continued speaking with a cheerful smile.

"Although I didn't bring you any treats today, look who Daddy brought home to play with you!"

"Wow! It's Peter and Riley! Yay!!!"

It was only then that George's two younger sons saw the Parker brothers outside the door.

Amid cheers and shouts, they quickly divided the tasks and each rushed towards one of the designated people.

Howard, the second son who was a little older and had gradually developed an interest in science under the influence of his older sister Gwen, went straight to Peter. He led Peter to the sofa, wanting Peter to continue their previous conversation and tell him some interesting little stories related to science.

The youngest son, Simon, grabbed Riley's hand and walked excitedly toward the game console.

"Railey, come with me! My Akuma has recently mastered a new combo; I'm sure I can beat you this time!"

"Oh? Really? It seems our little Simon wants to experience the Trans-Siberian Express again~"

"Huh? Ah! No, no! I forgot to mention, you're not allowed to play Zangief! That's too unfair! I'll be out of health after just a couple of falls!"

"Hahaha, fine, I'll do as you say this time. I'll play Jamie."

"Yeah, yeah! Jamie's awesome! Jamie's too weak, I'm sure I can win!"

"Don't make any promises you can't keep, or you might end up eating your fill at Dianchen!"

"What's 'point time'... Hmph, whatever, as long as it's not Zangief, my Akuma is invincible!"

"Haha, okay, that's the spirit! I'll play along to the end!"