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riverview2018-10-24 08:30 pm
madeupnames) wrote in riverview2018-10-24 08:30 pm
Video; UN: p.parker
[The feed opens with Peter on his bed.
Not hungover, thank you.
But he looks a little rumpled, in that healthy way, a way that says he's actually gonna sleep early today.]
Ummm. So... This is weird. I, okay — here it goes.
Number one... Hey, hi, I'm — I'm 16-year-old Peter Parker. Not the puny one in the Iron Man mask anymore. But thanks a lot if you helped me out, back there; it means a lot. I was a little bit of a handful and all, but you guys were awesome babysitters? That's kind of embarrassing, but you know, that's just how a Parker rolls.
[Peter breathes out a sigh after a moment's hesitation, leaning back from the feed and tapping a pen on a notebook on his knee that is probably too full of science mumbo-jumbo and math notes — among other things. Liiiike bullet points on what to say for this message. He feels like he's got butterflies in his stomach, honestly. Which is stupid. But he's never been great at having an audience; you wouldn't catch him in drama with all those actor-types.
Okay, Pete. Just go down your list, you got this.]
Mr. Stark — Tony Stark, that is... and Sam Wilson, they've gone home. Captain America, too. A lot of people have: people from my world, some from worlds like it — and friends I got to make from wildly different places have left, too. And I just... wanna say, this place has been so good to me, you know? Sure, some really messed up stuff happened here and there, but. But it's been a place where I could think. And make new friends. And be way more open than I was back home.
I just know what I have to do now. It's been eating at me for a while, so... Decisions made. And all that.
I'm gonna take the next portal they can give me, and I'll be going home as soon as I get the word. [Some people know what that means. A lot of people don't, and he doesn't plan to tell them the grim reality behind it] There's a ton I have to do back home, responsibilities I gotta tend to and things I gotta be a part of, for better or worse. And it's not right for me to put it off. Like... how you avoid studying for the SATs until the night before? Yeah, it's super irresponsible.
... I don't know when it'll be exactly. I guess nobody does. Or else we wouldn't get pulled here or pushed away.
But yeah.
[He swallows.]
Anyway. I'd like to do as much as I can on my dumb to-do list thing, for this really weird and long vacation I've been on. I wanna hang out with all my friends who're still here and really just... have a lot of fun? Until I go back to my usual life. I hate goodbyes, so I'm not gonna think about saying them right now, but I just wanted everyone to know you've been so awesome, and I've learned so much, and I've had a blast.
... Mostly. Not including being hungover.
[He smiles a little more, warm and confident in his words.]
And, um, for certain people, I've got something else to tell them?
But I'll let you know in a more private feed.
Not hungover, thank you.
But he looks a little rumpled, in that healthy way, a way that says he's actually gonna sleep early today.]
Ummm. So... This is weird. I, okay — here it goes.
Number one... Hey, hi, I'm — I'm 16-year-old Peter Parker. Not the puny one in the Iron Man mask anymore. But thanks a lot if you helped me out, back there; it means a lot. I was a little bit of a handful and all, but you guys were awesome babysitters? That's kind of embarrassing, but you know, that's just how a Parker rolls.
[Peter breathes out a sigh after a moment's hesitation, leaning back from the feed and tapping a pen on a notebook on his knee that is probably too full of science mumbo-jumbo and math notes — among other things. Liiiike bullet points on what to say for this message. He feels like he's got butterflies in his stomach, honestly. Which is stupid. But he's never been great at having an audience; you wouldn't catch him in drama with all those actor-types.
Okay, Pete. Just go down your list, you got this.]
Mr. Stark — Tony Stark, that is... and Sam Wilson, they've gone home. Captain America, too. A lot of people have: people from my world, some from worlds like it — and friends I got to make from wildly different places have left, too. And I just... wanna say, this place has been so good to me, you know? Sure, some really messed up stuff happened here and there, but. But it's been a place where I could think. And make new friends. And be way more open than I was back home.
I just know what I have to do now. It's been eating at me for a while, so... Decisions made. And all that.
I'm gonna take the next portal they can give me, and I'll be going home as soon as I get the word. [Some people know what that means. A lot of people don't, and he doesn't plan to tell them the grim reality behind it] There's a ton I have to do back home, responsibilities I gotta tend to and things I gotta be a part of, for better or worse. And it's not right for me to put it off. Like... how you avoid studying for the SATs until the night before? Yeah, it's super irresponsible.
... I don't know when it'll be exactly. I guess nobody does. Or else we wouldn't get pulled here or pushed away.
But yeah.
[He swallows.]
Anyway. I'd like to do as much as I can on my dumb to-do list thing, for this really weird and long vacation I've been on. I wanna hang out with all my friends who're still here and really just... have a lot of fun? Until I go back to my usual life. I hate goodbyes, so I'm not gonna think about saying them right now, but I just wanted everyone to know you've been so awesome, and I've learned so much, and I've had a blast.
... Mostly. Not including being hungover.
[He smiles a little more, warm and confident in his words.]
And, um, for certain people, I've got something else to tell them?
But I'll let you know in a more private feed.
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[He'd say dead, but that seems a bit harsh for Peter to hear.]
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With him just being stopped. But you don't worry about us, Peter. If you're going home, then we both need you to worry about yourself, okay?
[And Alex is going to frown quite deeply, because she doesn't want you to die, Pete!]
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Y—yeah, yeah! Yeah, of course.
[And then he hastily sips his now cooled hot chocolate.
Read: He's still gonna worry about everyone else more.
... Oh—]
This is really good.
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Peter, you need to focus on yourself.
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Peter, I know that you're always going to want to help others, but it's also okay to look after yourself a bit. That's what we want for you. I know what you're going home to, and even if you have just a couple of years before everything...
[Alex frowned quickly, and she just sighed before she added:]
We want you to take your time and enjoy it, okay?
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I will. I will enjoy it! I mean... If I go home and don't even remember any of this, then I won't have any reason to panic, right? So... So no harm, no foul.
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[If he came back. That was the truth, but Richard was choosing to be optimistic - for once.]
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Then again, Alex knew what Richard didn't about how half the universe back home died. It was hard to be optimistic with that.
Reaching out, Alex put a hand on Peter's.]
It's okay to hope you don't remember when you get home, Peter. If I was from your universe and knew what you do, I wouldn't want to remember either.
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[He clears his throat, looking down at Alex's reassuring hand.
It helps. Makes him feel supported. Breathing shakily, he says:]
I want to change what happens, and save my friends. If I could remember... I just...
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[While Richard doesn't rest his hand or anything, his words are soft, encouraging.]
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[A beat, and and she just smiled again.]
Whatever happens, Peter. I know that you're going to be alright, that somehow things will work out in the end.
[Call it that old Alex Reagan optimism, but it's there nonetheless.]