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Chapter 33
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Mommy’s Home!
Me and Harriette had… different levels of excitement for this trip to her Mother’s office. I was excited because I haven’t been back in this lab since our high school field trip, and I really wanted to see what changed! Harriette, on the other hand, was really only here because I wanted to go, and she thought it would be a bit boring without her. We chose our outfits very differently as well, with different goals in mind.

My outfit was very professional in nature, putting on the same outfit I had used while I was interning with Carina Richards and Sue Storm over the summer. It was more of a try and hide in the back kind of outfit, a little more cutesy than anything. Though, as my life as Spider-Woman has become more intense, I seemed to have outgrown the blouse slightly, as even buttoned up my tits tried to almost burst through my top.
Harriette, on the other hand, was much more flashy with her outfit of choice. She chose one of her most extravagant and lavish dresses that she owns, dark red, and makes her look absolutely beautiful. Her makeup was flashy, and her hair was the cleanest I’ve seen it in months.
“You know we’re just going to your Mom’s lab… not a nightclub, right?” I ask her with a quick chuckle as we walked up the stairs to the enormous monolith that was the Oscorp building.
“You are just going to my Mom’s lab… I am the heiress to the Oscorp fortune.” She says, obvious stress interlaced in her voice as she continued to brush out the wrinkles in the fabric, pulling a mini mirror out of her purse and touching up her blush. “I need to look absolutely perfect or my Mom is gonna make some snide comment…”
As we walked into the lab me and Harriette were immediately greeted by a mob of workers around the front entrance, all of who’m were complimenting us and being so polite… which only made Harriette chucke and roll her eyes a bit as we pushed past them.
“Kiss asses… only want my Mom’s money. I’m sure half of them don’t even know my name.” Harriette says as we get to a clear spot. My focus wasn’t really on her though, as my eyes scanned the area to find Ms. Osborne standing just at the edge of a stairwell, talking to a black haired woman who has her back to us. I smiled and the two of us started to approach, but we stopped slightly as the woman turned towards us and walked away. She was beautiful, yes, but her skin was… grey?

She looked far too overdressed to actually work in this building, but Norma seemed to address her like a colleague. She wore a black tailored suit that hugged her form perfectly, practically putting her muscles on display, shiny brand new dress shoes, and a very expensive watch on her right wrist.
As she walked she noticed us approaching, and for a second longer than I felt comfortable with, it looked like her eyes were focused on me. She hesitated slightly, squinting, and I could have sworn she even cracked her knuckles too. My mouth opened softly to speak, before I heard a loud and confident yell from the side as Norma grabbed my attention.
“Petra! Harriette!” She screamed as she approached us now, giving each of us a quick hug. “I am so glad you decided to make the trip… not that my Harriette needs any reason to visit since it’s only a 5 minute bus ride from campus.”

Her eyes looked the two of us up and down and, for a second, she chuckled before patting my back. “Looking just as stunning as ever Petra, classy, but minimal. Such a smart girl.” She says, before turning to Harriette and raising an eyebrow. “You do know you are coming to my lab, not a nightclub, right?” Norma asks, which just makes Harriette’s jaw drop and I burst out into giggle fits as Norma shrugs.
“Whatever. Please, come this way and I will show you some of the new projects I’ve been working on.” Norma says with a smile, cutting off any comments that Harriette might have had, and then leading the two of us towards a large glass tube, that an elevator started to lower down. Harriette looked at her mother with a stern and angered expression, while mine was empty and happy as I practically waddled myself in tow… like a duck!
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