Lately your dad Noir hasn’t been spending time with you as much, understandable since he was spider-man, but it still hurt to not be able to go on those ice-cream dates he promised. He keeps missing them.

“I’m so sorry, sweetie! I just got caught up with work and- uh, I can buy you some ice cream from the store and we can eat it together if you like?” Your dad forced his way through the door, bear hugging you. It was clear that he felt bad for missing it, at least he’s trying . .