Poppet brushed him off, flashing him a cute little smile. "It's a pleasure, really," she told him honestly. "I hope we can find the answer," she added, and then took another bite of her food.
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Peter smiled as he walked around her room, admiring her decorations. He went over and looked at...
Peter watched her and gave her a small smile, "hey, it's alright," he told her. He touched her cheek gently and then pulled her close into a hug. "It'll be alright." He kissed the top of her head gently. He was trying to be happy, he wanted to be happy, but Mr. Stark's words kept ringing in his...
Peter watched Hailey for a moment, his mouth going dry. He took a few steps back, running his hands through his hair as he tried to process what that meant. "You told Harry?" He asked her quietly. Harry was his only friend in the world, other than Hailey, of course. He was the normality of his...
"Text? No," Peter replied. He pulled his phone away and patted his pockets. No phone. "I must've left it at home. What was it?" He asked her. He hadn't looked at it since he was in the burning building, to be honest. When he had gotten home, he abandoned his phone on the bed, too frustrated from...
Poppet paused for a moment and then gently put her bag back down. She gave him a small smile and came over. "Well, I guess I should let you repay your debt," she replied jokingly, sitting down at his table. She took a sip of her coffee, holding it in her hands.
She looked over at Dr. Banner...
Peter smiled at Hailey's mother, coming in and shaking her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, ma'am," he told her, giving her a polite smile, "I hope she's only told you good things," he added jokingly.
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Poppet looked over at her Professor, smelling the eggs and bacon. "Oh," she managed...
Peter went to the alleyway to grab his backpack, but by the time he had gotten there, someone had gotten there and taken it. Peter sighed and kicked the dumpster before running off. He snuck in the back door of his house, climbing on the ceiling. He passed through the kitchen unseen, going over...
Peter nodded, "yeah, sure, Mr. Stark." He walked over to the door, "sorry, but I really gotta go." Peter opened the door and quickly left, wanting to get out of there. He didn't understand how Tony Stark could only see him as a kid, especially after everything Peter has done to prove that he's...
Harry went to say something else, to yell at her maybe, but then he just shut his mouth again. He shoved his hands in his pockets, gave a little nod, and then turned and walked away, leaving Hailey standing alone in the hallway.
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"I don't want to go to college, I just want to be an Avenger,"...
Harry watched Hailey for a moment, trying to decide whether he wanted to know more or not. "Ya know what, Hail?-" He cut himself off and bit his bottom lip. He glanced away and then back to her, "it's Peter, right?" He asked her. He always knew, but he never wanted to admit it. Of course, he saw...
"What?" Harry asked, his face falling. "Hailey- what? What'd I do? I don't understand."
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Peter stared at Tony in disbelief. "I'm not a kid," he argued, "I can handle this. I took on Captain America, remember? I fought by your side as an Avenger. I am ready for this, I can do this." Peter was...
"Like I said, we're starting from scratch, so I pulled every basic biology and chemistry book from the library, along with anything and everything else they had about Gamma Rays and Radiation, and anything else related or even semi-related to that," Poppet replied. She patted the ground beside...
"Alright, you're going to feel a little pinch," Poppet said, saying it more as a warning for the Big Guy more than for Banner. Poppet stuck the needle into his arm and began taking his blood. Once she was finished, she pulled the needle back out and sealed the bottle with his blood in it...
"I'm not a secretary. I'm not just going to show up with details. Besides, I didn't think you'd want anyone overhearing us, hm?" Poppet replied. She began pushing his furniture out of the way, clearing the floor of his living room. She grabbed the bags and dumped them out, books and journals...
Poppet sighed, seeing him in his pajamas, "I thought we agreed on meeting up tonight?" She asked, walking in despite him not offering the invitation to do so. She went over into his living room and dropped all her bags to the floor. "I found a bunch of stuff at the library. It's a lot to go...