Lights will guide you

“Daddy, you missed a bar!” She shouts, tapping the tips of her mittens to the glass in an attempt to point at the railing he’d skipped over.“Gosh, daddy. Sloppy work. How’s Santa gonna know where to find us?” MJ teases, fighting off a grin when Peter rolls his eyes and unwinds the string of lights to correct his mistake.“I didn’t know she’d ask us to do this.”“You told her Santa comes in through the fire escape because we don’t have a chimney. Ours backs onto an alley, of course, she is gonna worry he won’t be able to find us.”“What else was I meant to say?”“Magic?!”Peter has met a couple of magic users in his tenure as Spider-Man and none of them would ever be particularly helpful enough to ensure that Santa made it to their home in time for Christmas morning.