After the Snap, the world is without the Armored Avenger, the Star Spangled Man, the God of Thunder, The Archer, and The Spy.
Years later, when an old friend arrives with an idea that gives them a bit of hope and a plan to get the Infinity Stones...
The sounds of a few birds chirping, water in a nearby lake, the wind blowing against the grass. That's what the surroundings of the Stark Cabin were. Quaint and peaceful. Almost like something out of a fairytale.
And the occupants were happy about it too. One of them, Peter Parker, walked out of the cabin and took it all in. Even though he was from the city, he loved nature. And it was moments like these where he liked to stop and enjoy it.
After he did for a few seconds, he ascended the porch steps.
"Ok, lunchtime!" He exclaimed as he started on a small grassy path.
The path led to a little play area that had a tent, a blanket, and a picnic table.
"Young Padawan!" He called out as he sat on a small chair in front of the tent. "Morgan A. Stark, you want some lunch?"
A small hand pulled the curtains of the tent back and out walked a little girl with a repulsor blaster on her palm and a purple and silver Iron Man helmet on. "Define 'wunch', or be 'dithintegwated'."
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Peter immediately put his hands up mimicking the girl, but also a bit defensively. "Whoa, whoa! Don't fire! Friendly! Friendly!"
"Hmm, 'vewy' well. You are 'cwear'."
The girl lowered her hand and a laugh could be hear from behind it. Peter put his hands down and let out a genuine sigh of relief, only making her laugh more.
"Did I 'thcare' you?"
"A little bit, yeah. I'm not gonna lie. Ya know, you shouldn't be wearing this, little sister. This is part of something special I was fixing up for your mom."
He reached over and carefully slid the helmet off, revealing the cute innocent little face of Morgan. She smiled and watched as he held it up.
"Where'd you find this anyway?" He asked curiously.
"'Gawage'."
"Oh yeah? Were you looking for it?"
Morgan shook her head and played with her hair. "No, I found it though."
"Found it, huh?"
Morgan nodded with a smile.
"You like the garage, don't you?" Peter asked.
"Yeah."
"Me too. It's a great place to tinker. Or just be sneaky like you."
Peter bopped Morgan's nose and she laughed.
"I 'wathn't' 'thneaky', I'm 'justh' that good."
"Yeah, you are."
Peter laughed and hugged her, and she hugged back. She loved Peter. He was her big brother, even though he wasn't blood. She didn't care, and neither did he. They were family.
