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After his call with Miles, Peter stood in the main square of the Watchmen's island base, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he observed Miles and Gwen walking over together.

The tension that once hung between them seemed to have dissipated, replaced by a sense of closure and peace. "It's good to see you two together again. I was starting to wonder if I needed to step in and smooth things over between you two myself."

Miles and Gwen exchanged embarrassed glances, neither daring to meet Peter's eyes. Ignoring the awkwardness, Miles spoke up, "So, Peter, are you ready to go?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah, let's go. It shouldn't take more than a minute for me to place the protection spell on your dad, so we should have time to stop over at Gwen's universe while we're at it. After all, now that she's made up with you, she needs to make up with her father as well."

Gwen bit her lip, anxiety evident on her face. The thought of facing her father again after the revelation of her identity weighed heavily on her. Sensing her discomfort, Miles placed a comforting hand on her back. "Hey, don't worry too much. We'll be there with you. Everything will be alright, I promise."

After exchanging some reassuring words, Miles activated his watch for the first time, conjuring a swirling portal that shimmered with energy. Together, they stepped through the vortex, emerging in Miles' home universe.

The transition was swift, and they found themselves in Miles' bedroom. However, it wasn't the school dorm room he had originally expected, but his room at home, where he lived with his parents.

'Oh, sh*t…' Miles went on alert in an instant. After all, he didn't want his parents finding out about his identity as Spider-Man, or all of the dangerous stuff he's been doing as a hero.

But unluckily, before he could truly process what was happening, his mother passed by the hallway, holding a basket of freshly washed and dried laundry. "?!" Her eyes widened, and she froze at the sight of her son, who was dressed in his spider suit minus the mask, stepping out of a literal portal, accompanied by two unknown individuals.

Panicking, Miles raised his hands in a gesture of reassurance, attempting to explain. "Mom, it's not what it looks like. We're just here to—"

But his mother's shock overwhelmed her, and before Miles could finish his sentence, she uttered, "Mijo… Y-Your Spider-Man?" Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted, collapsing where she stood.

Acting swiftly, Peter dashed over, appearing beside Miles's mother in a burst of speed. He caught her before she hit the ground, cradling her gently. "Well, this isn't good…" Peter said, casting a glance at Miles.

"What do I do?!" Miles, wide-eyed in a panic, stammered, "I… I didn't expect this to happen. I thought we'd appear at my dorm..."

Gwen looked concerned but whispered to Miles, "Give her time, Miles. It's a shock, but she'll understand."

Peter nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'm sure everything will be okay once you explain it to her properly."

"Is she okay?" Miles asked, the fact that his mother fainted beginning to sink in.

As they settled Miles's mother on Miles's bed, Peter assessed the situation. "She's fine. I can wake her up right now if you want, but we should probably let her rest for now."

Miles, still processing his mother's reaction, nodded. "Yeah, that's probably for the best. We can wait until my dad gets home and explain everything to both of them then..."

The room fell into a thoughtful silence as they waited for Miles's mother to regain consciousness and his father to return him from work, uncertainty lingering in the air.

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As they waited, a sense of tension hung in the air. Miles, overcome with worry, turned to Peter with a hesitant expression. "Hey, Peter, do you think you could, you know, erase her memory with your magic or something? This is... a lot."

Peter glanced at Miles, a thoughtful look on his face. "Yeah, I could do that, but are you sure that's what you want? Hiding your identity might make things easier for now, but sooner or later, you'll have to tell your parents, either because you want to or because you have to. Why not just rip the bandaid off now and get it over with?"

Miles weighed Peter's words in his mind. The idea of erasing his mother's memory seemed tempting, a quick solution to avoid a difficult conversation. However, Peter's point lingered, spurring him towards the much more difficult path.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Miles turned to Peter and said, "I don't need to erase her memory. I'll tell my parents the truth today."

As Miles came to this decision, nervousness settled in, and he began to worry about how his parents would react. 'How am I supposed to react if they freak out…? What if they try to stop me from being Spider-Man…? What do I do if they don't believe me…?'

Gwen, sensing his unease, offered reassurance. "Hey, Miles, everything will be alright. We're here with you, remember?"

Time passed, and the sun began to set, casting a warm glow through the window. The familiar sound of Miles's father's car parking on the curb outside signaled his return. Miles grew increasingly anxious as he heard his father ascend the stairs toward their apartment.

Soon enough, the front door opened, and Miles's father called out, "Rio, I'm back. Are you home?"

But instead of his wife responding, it was Miles's voice that called him from his room. "Dad, we're in here!"

As his father entered the bedroom, a mix of confusion and alarm crossed his face. His son, along with two unknown individuals, stood in their Spider-themed suits, while his wife slept peacefully on the bed for some reason.

Raising an eyebrow, his father asked, "Miles, what's going on here?"

Just as his father posed the question, Miles's mother began to stir from her sleep, noticing her husband standing in the doorway, still in his police uniform. "Huh? Honey, you're home. I had the craziest dream. Miles and these people just appeared out of a black hole, and he was dressed as-" She froze, pausing in her recollection as she noticed her son stood nearby, still dressed as Spider-Man. "?!"

Peter sensed the gravity of the situation and, with a nod, decided to give Miles and his parents some space for the time being. He looked at Gwen, grabbing her arm gently and guiding her toward the bedroom door. "We'll give you guys some room to talk."

Gwen hesitated, her eyes flickering with concern. "But I promised Miles I'd be here to support him..."

"You can support him by respecting his and his parent's space. Besides, you haven't married into the family yet." Peter smiled teasingly.

As they stepped closer to the door, Gwen tried to subtly pull away, expressing her concern. "Peter, I don't like leaving him alone. What if he needs us?"

Peter shook his head. "We'll stay nearby, just in case. But trust me, this is a conversation they need to have as a family."

Both of Miles's parents turned their gaze toward Gwen, curiosity evident in their expressions. Miles's mother spoke first, a sly smile forming on her face, "Miles, is this the girlfriend you've been hiding from us? The one you're texting all the time?"

Gwen blushed, taken aback by the sudden attention. "Oh, no, we're just uhh… friends. I swear."

Miles's father, a police officer who had seen his fair share of surprises, raised an eyebrow. "Friends, huh?"

Gwen squirmed under the scrutiny, stuttering, "I-I promise, we're just friends."

As Peter tried to leave the room, attempting to walk past Miles's father, the man blocked his way, eyeing him with suspicion. "And who are you? Aren't you a bit old to be playing dress up with my son and his girlfriend?"

Miles and Gwen looked away in embarrassment, meanwhile, Peter sighed, feeling the weight of the overprotective fatherly gaze. "Just ask Miles. He'll explain everything." With that, Peter phased through the officer and out of the room, taking Gwen along with him. "Call us if you need anything, Miles. We'll be in the living room."

Miles's father, still reeling from the sudden ghostly encounter, panicked, "What the hell just happened?!"

Miles chuckled awkwardly, trying to ease the tension. "Don't worry, Dad. Peter just has some crazy powers. You'll get used to it..."

Left alone in the room, Miles began his explanation, his parents beginning to discuss the situation with their son. It was a conversation filled with disbelief, shock, and eventually, acceptance. As they pieced together and processed everything, a startling realization dawned on them… their son was Spider-Man.

Miles, with a mixture of relief and humor, finally spoke up, "Surprise..." He said, hopping up and sticking a hand to the ceiling, hanging there to really show that he was telling the truth.

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As the family of three emerged from the bedroom, Peter and Gwen sat on the living room couch, the subtle hum of their conversation lingering in the air. Miles looked noticeably relieved, and Peter couldn't help but ask, "How does it feel to finally tell the truth?"

Miles smiled, a weight seemingly lifted off his shoulders. "Freeing... Is this how it felt when you told your family?"

Peter nodded, understanding the sentiment. "Yeah, take it from me, it's a lot easier to be Spider-Man when you don't have to hide it from the people you love."

On the contrary, Miles' parents wore expressions far from relief. While they accepted their son's superhero identity, worry etched across their faces as they considered the dangers he faced.

His mother approached Peter with gratitude, her eyes expressing genuine appreciation. "Peter, thank you for taking care of our son. He told us everything, about how you've always been there for him."

Her husband joined her, extending an apology for his earlier suspicions. "If there's anything we can do, just let us know. We want to repay you for looking out for Miles."

Peter humbly accepted their gratitude. "You don't need to do anything. Miles is my friend so I'll keep watching his back. You have nothing to worry about."

Miles seemed genuinely touched by his friend's words. "Thanks Peter…"

"No problem… Oh yeah, I almost forgot why I came here." Suddenly, Peter's expression shifted as he recalled the purpose of their visit.

He stared at the couple for a moment, a mysterious stillness in the air. As their eyes met his, he waved his hand, conjuring two spell circles. The parents watched in confusion and awe as the intricate patterns formed in real-time.

With a flick of his fingers, Peter shot the spells into both parents' bodies, surprising and frightening them. The couple exchanged glances, uncertainty evident in their eyes.

"W-What was that?!"

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