Spider-Man: Duty And Loss Chapter 66: Call

(Next Day)

Felicia woke up to the smell of cooked bacon and eggs. Her nose twitched minutely as the smell wafted into the room. Giving a small yawn she rubbed her eyes as she moved out of the room.

Just before she opened the door she looked at the small mirror next to the door. Making sure that her bed head was gone and that she didn't look a mess, she made her way out. A smile graced her lips as she saw the back of Peter cooking at the stove.

The sizzle of bacon filled the air as she made her way closer. Using her expert thieving skills she got within 2 meters of him, before he stiffened in surprises, knowing that her stealth had been discovered she lunged forwards and wrapped him in a hug.

The way he squirmed when he realized that she was barely wearing anything was a highlight of her day. Pulling close to his ear, she whisper to him. "Making breakfast? What's the occasion?" Felicia could feel his warm body as his heart rate sped up.

Turning his head to look at her, Peter gave a smile as he brushed off the question. "No reason, I just felt like saying thanks. You've helped me so much lately. Thought I would do something nice for you." "Aww Peter!" Gripping him into an even tighter hug, Peter could just plate up the food as he was losing air.

Releasing her grip, Peter took a few steps back and took in some air. Felicia gave out a small laugh as she sat down at the table, quickly devouring the food. She wasn't reserved when she was with him. "You know I don't have long to eat this, school starts pretty soon."

Peter smiled as he poured himself a gla.s.s of coffee. "You'll have to hurry up then." The grin behind the mug was easy to see as Felicia gave him a pout, finis.h.i.+ng off her food. Pretending to ignore him, she turned her head away and started watching the TV with the little time she had.

Always the gentleman Peter finished his own food as he got up and grabbed the dishes. Cleaning them he made his way to his room to grab something. Rummaging around in one of the bags he bought the day before he pulled out a small box.

It was bigger than a ring box, just so there were no misunderstandings. Making his way out, he walked up quietly behind Felicia. Using his abilities he was able to mute all the sound he made as he got closer. Getting right behind her, he raised his hand and put it over her eyes.

Jumping in surprise for a second, Felicia's muscles tensed before Peter spoke up, calming her down. "Close your eyes." She c.o.c.ked her eye brow in mock amus.e.m.e.nt. "Why Peter, what are you doing?" Peter rolled his eyes at her playful tone. "Please, Cat." Using his special nickname for her, Felicia reluctantly stopped teasing him and obliged.

Waiting a few more seconds to make sure she wasn't peeking Peter took back his hand and opened the box. *Clack* Her ears twitched as the box un clasped and he pulled out the object. *Dangle* A small jingle sounded out as Peter rested something against her s.h.i.+rt and pulled back her hair back, clasping something around her neck.

Felicia's heart beat sped up as an idea of what it was popped in her head. She t.i.tled her head down, making it easier for him as she hid her ever reddening face. Her heart beat was erratic as she felt his hands glide over the nape of his neck.

Felicia made sure her eyes were closed and hands in her lap as she waited for him to finish. After a few seconds she heard him step back and speak. "You can open them now." Green eyes fluttered open as they sort out the only man in the room.

Peter had stepped in front of her and sat down next to her. Her eyes sort his for a second before they moved down to the new necklace that adorned her neck. A warm feeling sprang from her chest as she saw the cool silver links that wrapped her neck.

But her heart truly stopped for a second as she caught sight of a black obsidian cat that rested on her chest. Beautifully carved, the small feline had two small emerald eyes with a ruby resting at the chest of the figure.

Her eyes stared unblinkingly at the carving on her chest as she knew it would become one of her most priceless treasures. She had stolen many beautiful arts, pieces and diamonds in her time as a thief, but this left her feeling something different than the rush of stealing.

She would always treasure it.

She felt her eyes turn slightly red as she stuttered out words. "Why? How? When?" Peter gave a soft smile as he looked at the necklace. "I found it yesterday at that jewellery shop we visited. You were distracted by something else when I saw it. I thought it would be perfect for you..." Peter trailed off as he scratched the back of his head.

"This is a thanks for everything you've done for me. You've really changed my life for the better...." Before he could say anything else she was already on him, giving him another crus.h.i.+ng hug. She did this for two reasons, one she couldn't help the feelings welling up in her chest telling her to do so, and 2. She didn't want him to see the start of the tears that rolled down her face.

"It's Perfect Peter. It's Perfect." Those were the only words she could get out as she hugged him for the next few minutes. Peter didn't get to say anything as Felicia pulled back at lightning speed once she was done and sprinted to her room. "I've got to get ready for school, you're making me late!"

Leaving those words behind she slammed the door leaving a stunned Peter behind. Looking at her retreating figure he gave out a smile. Peter had just got up when he heard a ringing from his bedroom.

A frown came to his face as he hadn't given anyone his phone number. There was no way a person could have called him. The only possible person that could have rung his number was Crystal, But she would usually use the comm device in his pocket to relay a message, this was someone different.

Walking into his room and closing the door behind him he walked over to the desk next to the bed flipping the phone over. Stopping dead in his tracks his eyes widened in surprise as he saw the ID.

*Shuri Calling* Dumbfounded he spoke up. "Shuri? But how did she get my number?" Clicking the answer b.u.t.ton he slowly raised the phone to his ear. Her chipper voice rang in his ear. "Peter! How's my favorite Pen Pal!..." He could just hear her whisper in the background. "More like my only Pen Pal."

Peter stifled a chuckle as she continued. "I know this is out of the blue, but I need your help!"