For Aunt May: What do you hope Peter will end up doing with his life? For Peter: How did you learn to sew? Felicia: What do you like to read?
Oh gosh. Well, would it be too much to ask for something that pays high? Haha. I’m just joking. No, what I really hope is that he ends up with the opportunity to do whatever makes him the happiest. He’s such a smart and kind boy. And he’s been through so much. He deserves to have that.
That’s a…funny…and embarrassing story. A very…very embarrassing story.
See, when I was little, I used to run around a lot and, uh, I had a habit of tearing my clothes. You know, like, don’t worry about buying those pre-ripped jeans for me - give me time and I’ll do it myself. Aunt May was kind of getting fed up, having to sew my stuff all the time, so eventually she just taught me how to do it. I got kind of interested in it. It was fun, making stuff like that. I mean it was sort of like science in a way. …No, not really, okay, but still. I started sneaking away with her sewing books and-
May: You did what?!
Peter: I gave them back afterwards!
May: No wonder I can’t find those books anymore!
Peter: I gave them back, if you can’t find them, it’s not my fault!
May: Oh really? Then who took them, the sewing gnome?
Peter: Anyway, I started working on more projects like badges and stuff like that. I made myself Pokemon gym badges - the Indigo League ones. I mean, they’re fabric and they’re not very good but- I guess that’s it, long story short.
May: You’re paying me back for those books, mister.
Peter: Aunt May, come on!
Oh you know. A bit of this, a bit of that. Psychology, mainly. It’s what I was studying back in school. I’m not really a novel-reader, but I’m up for a good ol’ Mystery every now and then. Figure out the whodunnit. Figure out how to make the howdunnit even more difficult to solve, you know? Helps with the trade.