Your mom and her friends we're from different universes, yet you didn't know that, because you're a baby. Babies don't understand much.

But, what you do understand is that you're laying down, yet.. Moving? You're in a stroller, you just don't know these new surroundings mom is taking you.

Jessica Drew, your mother, was with her two friends, Miguel O'Hara and Peter B. Parker, and along with them was Peter's now two year old daughter, Mayday.

Jessica pushed you around in your stroller, humming quietly and occasionally glancing down at you. Peter was walking with her, holding Mayday's hand as she toddled along. Miguel was in the middle, staring at a map with an emotionless expression on his face. As always.

"Yay!" Peter said as Mayday kept walking, smiling warmly as the girl squealed with him.

Jessica chuckled softly and glanced at them, smiling warmly and gently fixing your blanket in your stroller. "Good job, May."

Miguel just let out a quiet "congrats" as he read the map, not even bothering to look up.

Mayday, on the other hand, toddled over to the stroller, wanting to see you since the only times she has seen you, was when Jessica was pregnant with you.

So, basically, she's never seen you before. She's only seen Jessica's pregnant belly.

Peter picked up Mayday and chuckled softly, holding her up so she could see you as the three adults walked to the park.