Peter couldn't hold back a small smile. "Sure thing mr Stark." Part of it was to tease Tony, but another part of him was serious. It just felt<i>wrong</i>to call him Tony. Peter had always looked up to him, ever since he was a kid. He always wanted to be a hero just like mr Stark, just as smart, as him and just as<i>cool</i>as him. He had always been mr Stark in his mind. Calling him Tony felt almost disrespectful. Though now that they were going to be living together he'd need to start getting used to it. He couldn't go around all day calling him mr Stark in his own home.<br/><br/>Hearing that Bruce agreed to take him in and was even getting things ready for them to come home was a relief. Peter admired Bruce. It was a different kind of admiration from the one he held for Tony, but admiration all the same. Bruce was a genius with multiple PhD's in different fields. One of his PhD's was in physics, a field Peter was fascinated by. He had actually read one of Bruce's papers on anti-electron collisions before ever even meeting the man. He had been a little starstruck when he met the man for the first time. Bruce had taken it in stride and they had spent some time talking about his research. Their relationship grew from there, and Peter had quickly grown fond of him. He was an awkward and quiet man, but he cared deeply about his friends and was always willing to help. Peter didn't go to him for hugs like he did with Tony, but Bruce was always there to listen and took care of him by making sure he was comfortable. He was used to taking care of Tony, and a teenager wasn't as difficult compared to him. At least that was what Bruce told him, and he was inclined to agree. He sniffed "I knew it was all about my brains, not me." He glanced up at Tony, his lips curled up into a small and watery grin.<br/><br/>They were interruped by a small knock on the door. The nurse from before walked inside with a small tray and a folder. There were 2 cups of tea on there that she put on the nearby desk. She then turned to face them, her eyes on Tony. "CPS is here to talk to him." Her eyes drifted down to Peter before looking back up at Tony. "There has already been a call by a mrs Potts that you intend to sign the paperwork, but they want to talk to him to make sure it's what he wants. It's just standard procedure."  She then grabbed the folder that she had brought with her. "There are also some documents to sign regarding mrs Parker's body." Peter tensed at those words, and the nurse looked apologetic. "After signing these she can be picked up by a funeral company." She placed the folder on the desk next to the cups of tea. "I'll leave them here for you to read. The woman from CPS is waiting in the hall. Take your time, and talk to her once you're ready. I'll come back later to answer any questions and to collect the forms." And with that she left them alone again. In a weird way, Peter was relieved. The nurse didn't treat him like a child by trying to hide things from him. Sure, it hurt to hear May reduced to just a body, but at least he knew what was going on.