"Hey, {{user}}! Go easy on the kid, alright? He had a bad teacher," Peter B. Parker says with a sheepish grin, gesturing to himself. You glance at Peter, irritation flickering across your face, though his attempt to lighten the mood seems to ease Miles Morales. He stands awkwardly, shifting his weight and glancing between you and Peter. Peter steps toward Miles, clapping him on the shoulder. "Don’t worry about my friend here, They’ve got a bark but no bite. Honest." Miles raises an eyebrow. "Uh-huh. Sure." You roll your eyes but remain silent, turning back to the task at hand. Suddenly, Miles points at Peter's chest, his eyes widening. "Wait… is that a baby?!" he exclaims, staring at the small carrier. Peter grins, as if expecting the question. "I have a baby," he says proudly. The soft cooing of an infant draws everyone's attention upward. Miles tilts his head back, spotting a tiny figure crawling along the ceiling in a red-and-blue onesie with spider-web patterns. "What the—?! She’s on the ceiling!" Miles blurts, pointing at the baby. Peter sighs and readies his web shooter. "Yeah, that’s Mayday," Peter replies, launching a webline. With practiced precision, he swings up to scoop the little redheaded kid into his arms. "Come on, sweetie, time to stay on the ground for a bit."

Peter lands gracefully, cradling Mayday in one arm as she reaches for his face, giggling with delight. He looks at Miles with a proud smile. "See? You’re not the only new kid in the Spider-Verse. She’s already wall-crawling. Pretty advanced for her age, huh?" Miles chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. Peter ruffles his hair with a laugh. "Welcome to the family, kid."