Peter smiled as he entered the penthouse. "Hey guys!"

No reply, except for a few 'heys' and a couple of grunts.

"Why are we all busy?"

"Daddy and mummy are out on a date, Aunty Nat is coming now, Uncle Bruce is in the middle of a project, Uncle  Steve, Bucky and Sam are out doing boy stuff and everyone else is away." A flustered brunette sat on the couch, her short arms folded crossly.

"Hey Morgan."

"Hi Petey." She pouted. "No one is playing with me."

"I'll play with you!" Peter's mind tried to convince him otherwise, mentioning the homework he has, but Peter ignored it. "What are we gonna do?"

The brown eyes lit up excitedly. "I know!" She bolted into her bedroom.

"Hello, my паук." Natasha stepped out of the elevator and gave Peter a kiss on the forehead.

"Hi мама паук. How are you?"

"Good. What are you up to?"

"Elastics!" Morgan appeared holding a large band in her hands.

Nat laughed as Peter cocked his head. "I see. Mind if I join?"

"Oh please Aunty Nat!"

"What is elastics?"

"Oh you'll see."

Five minutes later, a confused Peter found himself with the elastic around his ankles. Nat was also in the same position opposite the teen. Morgan had one foot in the rectangle and the other outside.

"Can I go?"

Nat nodded.

Morgan began jumping , switching her feet each jump while singing a little song. "England, Ireland, Scotland, Wales. Inside, outside, inside, on!"

Aah, it's a jumping  game. Peter laughed. He had seen many girls play it when he was younger, but he never joined in because, well, one, they were girls and two, he preferred to read.

After each round, they moved the elastic higher and higher until little Morgan couldn't jump over it.

"Ok Petey, your turn."

Peter went, Morgan eventually having to put the elastic around her waist.
Nat went next, and by that point they were all out of breath.

"Tell me Peter," Nat said. "Did you ever learn 'Apple on a Stick'?"

Peter frowned. "No."

Morgan gasped in shock. "You haven't? How do you live?" She dramatically sprawled across the floor.

"What is it?"

Peter didn't realise that he had just signed up an hour of his afternoon to learning hand-clapping games. He enjoyed it. After that, it became routine that every afternoon, Peter played with Morgan. Whether it was elastics, dolls, Littlest Pet Shop, Barbie or even a puzzle, he always played. She was the little sister he never had.

And it was nice.

He liked being a big brother.

One afternoon, the two were playing.
"Petey," Morgan asked. "Why don't you live with us?"

Peter paused. "What do you mean?"
Morgan sat up from the floor. "Well, you're my big brother. But you didn't live with us."

Peter smiled. "I'm not really your big brother. I have a different mummy and daddy."

Morgan frowned. "Then why did daddy talk about you and look at the picture of you when you were gone?"

He did what?

Peter looked at Morgan. "Maybe because I am your big brother. I just had a different mummy and daddy then."

Morgan jumped up and gave him a hug. "I love you 3000, big brother."

"I love you too, little sister."

Wooooooo no idea what that was... haha...
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