For Beverly
Jul. 17th, 2018 08:31 pmThis is a third date, Peter thinks.
Kind of?
Date number one had a bunch of adult chaperones and date number two was mostly just Beverly watching him nearly drown and then dropping a huge secret on her but this is definitely, definitely a date. So, date number three. He'd said something about that to Mr. Stark but Peter had gotten a muttered response about third dates that he'd ignored because he knows Tony wasn't serious. Because Tony Stark is very aware Peter still hasn't even managed to kiss a girl.
But yeah, date three and Peter is pretty sure he won't have to fight any of her family members and she knows about the Spider-Man so he's not lying about anything and he still thinks she's pretty and smart and funny and brave and swims in quarries so, yeah. He's got this.
He trots up to the orphanage, firing off a text as he resettles the heavy backpack. There's a lot of stuff in here and the packing took a weird amount of arguing with Tony to get done. In the end there are sandwiches on fancy bread with fancy ham and cheese, pears because Tony insisted for some reason, two bottles of pink lemonade because shut up Mr. Stark, and a little tupperware full of brownies because no, no Peter did not want to pack a brulee.
Most importantly, he's got his web shooters on his wrists and his mask stuffed into the pocket of his jeans. Okay, he's got this. He's Spider-Man.
Kind of?
Date number one had a bunch of adult chaperones and date number two was mostly just Beverly watching him nearly drown and then dropping a huge secret on her but this is definitely, definitely a date. So, date number three. He'd said something about that to Mr. Stark but Peter had gotten a muttered response about third dates that he'd ignored because he knows Tony wasn't serious. Because Tony Stark is very aware Peter still hasn't even managed to kiss a girl.
But yeah, date three and Peter is pretty sure he won't have to fight any of her family members and she knows about the Spider-Man so he's not lying about anything and he still thinks she's pretty and smart and funny and brave and swims in quarries so, yeah. He's got this.
He trots up to the orphanage, firing off a text as he resettles the heavy backpack. There's a lot of stuff in here and the packing took a weird amount of arguing with Tony to get done. In the end there are sandwiches on fancy bread with fancy ham and cheese, pears because Tony insisted for some reason, two bottles of pink lemonade because shut up Mr. Stark, and a little tupperware full of brownies because no, no Peter did not want to pack a brulee.
Most importantly, he's got his web shooters on his wrists and his mask stuffed into the pocket of his jeans. Okay, he's got this. He's Spider-Man.