Our House
"Mr Stark?" Peter questions, walking slowly into his mentor's workshop.
"Pete, what can I do for you?"
"Can I talk to you please?"
"Of course, Me casa su casa."
"I dont think thats how the saying goes... but anyway. Please can you stop trying to help me and Aunt May with our house. It is our house and we are proud."
"But kiddo, she works way to much. I am just trying to help and let you both rest without worrying. Especially with your new metabolism."
"I know that, but it is our house and I know I view you as a father figure, but you are not my dad. This is our house and we can deal with it. May and I dont want your pity. I grew up with Ben and May in this house, it needs to stay that way Mr Stark. Help with food, but not the house."
"Okay kid. I'll try. But please let me help where you say. You both need rest."