"It's a... costume?" He tried, though it hadn't worked on Aunty May so he honestly had no idea what made him think it was going to work this time. He ran a quick hand through his hair and took a deep sigh as he tried not to let Michelle's oh-so-famous stare wear him down.

"Really? Where did you get it? Stark headquaters?" she questioned, one eyebrow quirking at his respond and Peter had to praise how calm she was acting almost as if it were no supri–

"You already knew didn't you?" he exclaimed, eyes widening with realisation.

"Yes, Petey I happened to notice that you just so happen to disappear conveniently around the time that spideyboy shows up to save the day," she scoffed, twirling the mask around in her palm, as she took slow deliberate steps in his direction.

"Okay first- it's spiderman. Secondly, why didn't you say anything?" It was only one of the questions whirring around Peter's head but he didn't want to overload her with information.

"Are you truly a man if you still use unnecessary amounts of Axe?" she snorted, picking up the empty bottle that was laying on the floor and chucking it to him. She seemed so nonchalant still, that it made Peter wonder if anything could ever faze the girl.