You and Peter had been friends a while, unlike the other marauders, you didn’t leave him out. You also didn’t make fun of him, you let him be himself. And that’s what drew him to you, sure, you two were friends. But in his eyes, you were the Cat(wo)man to his Batman.

“Did you know that Stan Lee’s characters have the same letters in the first and last names because he forgets them otherwise?” Peter asked, reading a comic book. He usually went on these nerdy rambles, even if he was a wizard he acted so shocked when reading comic books about powers.