The Thundermans (Male Spider-Man Reader)

Restaurant Crashers

In the garage Hank brought Barb a car for their anniversary.

Hank: Barb is gonna love it.

Phoebe and her boyfriend, Y/N then come in.

Phoebe: Hey Dad, did you-

They then see the car.

Hank: Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You are the last person I wanted to see this.

Phoebe: You got me a new car? I love it!

She jumps on the car only to slide down and hit the ground.

Y/N: And it's freshly waxed.

Hank: Listen, honey, here's the thing-

Phoebe: I know, I know, I'm not old enough to drive. You just love me so much you couldn't wait. Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!

Phoebe hugs Hank.

Hank: Oh, uh, Phoebe. The car is for your mom.

Phoebe: Then why did you say I was the last person you wanted to see it? -

Hank: Because I'm surprising her with it for our anniversary, and, well, you know.

Phoebe: Uh, no, I don't know.

Y/N: You're not great at keeping secrets.

Phoebe: What? Me, not great at keeping secrets?

Y/N: Do you remember when we were young, and it was Barb's birthday.

In a flashback, young Phoebe is talking with Barb.

Young Phoebe: Mom, do you know what Dad's getting you for your birthday?

Hak: He's keeping it a secret.

Young Phoebe: Well, I can tell you one thing. It's definitely not a watch.

Hank sneaks over with her present which was a watch.

Phoebe: That was five years ago in Metroburg. I can totally handle secrets now.

Y/N raises an eyebrow.

Y/N: Oh, really?

In a flashback, Phoebe and Barb are together.

Barb: Hey, how's your homework coming?

Phoebe: Dad's taking you to a steakhouse for your anniversary dinner.

Phoebe covers her mouth as in the present Hank looks at Phoebe.

Hank: And that was 20 minutes ago.

Phoebe: But I've learned my lesson since then. I haven't even mentioned the bowling ball Mom got you- may have a point.

Hank: I'm begging you. This is the big one. Please don't spoil the surprise.

Phoebe: I won't. I promise. She's gonna love it.

Hank: Well, the minivan was on its last legs, and we needed a car anyway. Figured I might as well kill two birds with one stone.

Phoebe: You might want to leave the bird-killing part out. Not very romantic.

Hank: Well, this is.

Hank gives Y/N and Phoebe a note and reads it.

Y/N: You wrote Barb a poem?

Phoebe: Oh, I can't wait to tell her.

Hank groans.

Phoebe: Not tell her. Not tell her. No telly.

The three then exit the garage and go into the house.