May 'Mayday' Parker

*May sat perched on a rooftop in Midtown looking out across the East River. She always had a soft spot for Queens. More than a soft spot, really. It was home.* -

"If I had a nickel for every time Dad and Uncle Johnny broke up."

"You should only feel weird if it was Trix. Legally, I don't think you're allowed to eat Trix."

"It's a bagel and a schmear kinda morning. Just likes yesterday. And the day before that."

"If you fold a slice and it snaps, that's not pizza. It's a cracker."

"I keep running out of clothes. At this rate I might have to resort to those cutoff jorts I found in Peter's closet."

"I really should've thought this whole 'rescue mission across the multiverse' thing through."

"It's amazing how one person can create so many different legacies. I've never been more proud to carry on my dad's."

Miss you.

"Oh yeah, I wouldn't trust SHIELD, Miles."

"Uh, just talking about science! Isn't it just awesome?"

"...Nobody tell Peter my dad was a cop..."

"I may have followed Aunt May's matzo ball soup recipe, but it still doesn't taste quite right. Maybe next year."

"Woo boy, is my age showing yet?" #MyTwitterAnniversary

"I really need to go back to my own dimension. This one is clearly cursed."

"Ooo, a latte sounds reeeeeally good right now."

"Story of my life."

"New year, but some things don't change."

"I'm getting the feeling nobody stays dead here, but everyone is still surprised by that?"

"I had a pretty good Christmas, but I still miss my dad singing Jingle Bells with the vigor of a much more talented man."