The gun in the mirror(a spider in the ground.). [OLD ]

Karen wakes to sun blasting through thin curtains, the springs dig into her back, it was weird to feel pain, the disgust curl in her stomach, the panic make her mind go blank, worrying making her unsure,  maybe this is how you know that your human, and maybe why so many where afraid of her.

The bed creaks and groans when she gets up to find some sweatpants, and a shirt laying around, they're to big to fit,  they have stains on them like Tony's did when he spent hours in the lab,always complaining about something or someone.

Peter and him were like that, smart and talkative. When she goes downstairs she finds Peter still asleep, oblivious to the world.

She gets started on breakfast,there isn't much to work with mostly expired groceries, and things that were going to expire, which was weird. Tony would've left him enough to survive forty years in luxury at the very least, so why was he so low on groceries? Why didn't Pepper Potts take him in? Did he choose to be on his own? She had pledged to take the boy in case something happened to his aunt so why didn't she? Why was he living in an apartment,that was practically falling apart and shouldn't have even passed the inspection? She'd have to ask when he woke up.

She finished cooking some rice, from the burnt food in the trash he hasn't had a cooked meal in a long time.

She set the table, and got two bottles of water pouring them into two cup, it's supposed to look presentable at the very least, trying to lull him into a talkative mood, when he wakes she'll try to ask him her questions. In the mean time she turns on the TV, turning the channel to some cartoons, Tony said kids liked cartoons. Why would Peter be an exception?

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Peter wakes up to cartoons, he hopes half expects May there laughing at some stupid thing the character said, but when he turns around there Karen is. Her eyes sparkling with amusement at one of the characters. She notices him watching, " I made breakfast."

She helps him off of the couch, she knows he's sore after the fight, bruises litter his arms like a painting.

It's odd to have someone there, helping him up, cook him breakfast. It's even weird for someone to talk to him, unless it was small talk.

He starts to eat his rice, it's warm to the touch,he feels his mouth water. He starts eating, so does Karen opens her mouth to say something but before she can speak, there's a banging at the door, Karen moves to open, but he's already there.

At the door is his landlord, John deeva," Peter, where's my rent? Huh! I let you move in even though you act shady, you don't have any ID and then you have this shtick where you get fired every month." 

Karen moves into his landlords sight and tries to deescalate the situation" And I'm sorry sir, truly-" 

He looks at Peter this time, " You brought someone else here? What the hell Parker!" He's practically smoking out of his ears when he shouts his name. "That wasn't part of the agreement because it clearly says-" 

" And we're very sorry about stepping over that line,sir, truly," she takes a breath and folds her hands. "as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, is that we will be changing the agreement to fit me moving in. Of course you'll have to double the rent, but we understand perfectly." Karen says smoothly. 

John is standing there he's sputtering and rebooting at the same time, and he didn't know that was possible. " Uhh," he coughs "well I suppose that's a good agreement, I'm sorry that I lost my temper, but you must understand Peter here isn't the best at keeping up with his rent." 

"I understand the miscommunication,sir." 

"But I must ask Ms, what is your relation with Parker here? Not that's any of my business but I legally have to ask." 

Karen makes a glances at peter 

"I'm his wife."