when your snack gets stuck and youre left pounding on the vending machine like your name is rose tyler and its doomsday
I dont know why i go on this website
Best.
Lunch
Pepper listened to him as she ate, though her eyebrows raised up by the time he was finished describing his abilities. “Wow…that’s really. Wow.” Pepper put her fork down and wiped her lips with a napkin and smiled. “That’s really cool, Peter. I wish I had any sort of abilities. I mean, I’m pretty smart, but not…super smart or anything. I’m actually not entirely sure how I got in, but I think my dad pulled some strings with Howard Stark.”
“Well I mean I can see why I’m here, but I just don’t understand some people being here. Like my friend Gwen Stacey, but I suppose S.H.E.I.L.D. knows what they’re doing.”
Pepper chuckled. After everything Tony had said to her about SHIELD and all that business, she hoped to whatever higher power that may be listening that they did know what they were doing. They were playing with dangerous things here, and people’s lives too. “Yeah I hope they do. I almost wish I did have powers though. Some of those classes look so neat. I get stuck taking business and math classes.”
“Well just go take one of Tony’s suits. His buddy took one from him once, from what I hear. Or maybe you could go talk to Dr. Banner about Gamma radiation.” Peter laughs. “Super powers are a double edged sword. Sure you have a lot of power, but that also means you have a lot of responsibility.”
Pepper raised her eyebrows. Tony and his big mouth. She nodded and chewed a bite of food before she replied. “Yeah I know. Tony and I have been friends for quite a while, I remember when that happened.” She shook her head once and smiled at Peter. “Yeah that’s what I hear. At least it seems you’re taking it smart with them. Or are you dastardly and devious in secret?” She grinned at the boy across from her, making a moustache with one finger over her top lip like a bad villain.
Lunch
“Nice to meet you, Peter.” Pepper smiled at him again and picked up her fork to start in on whatever pasta salad they had come up with that day. It didn’t look too bad, hopefully it tasted better. “Spider-man, eh?” She said after a moment, tilting her head a bit. “Can you, like, turn into a spider or something?”
Peter chuckled. “Not quite. Actually that did almost happen. I had to get help from Professor X. It was crazy. But I was bitten by a radioactive spider when I was 15 and it’s DNA fused with mine giving me super strength, agility, speed, reflexes, the ability to stick to a solid surface, and a neat little warning system in my head that warns me of danger. To go with my abilities I built web shooters that attach to my wrists allowing me to swing around the city. What about you? Do you have any powers or some sort of big metal suit?”
Pepper listened to him as she ate, though her eyebrows raised up by the time he was finished describing his abilities. “Wow…that’s really. Wow.” Pepper put her fork down and wiped her lips with a napkin and smiled. “That’s really cool, Peter. I wish I had any sort of abilities. I mean, I’m pretty smart, but not…super smart or anything. I’m actually not entirely sure how I got in, but I think my dad pulled some strings with Howard Stark.”
“Well I mean I can see why I’m here, but I just don’t understand some people being here. Like my friend Gwen Stacey, but I suppose S.H.E.I.L.D. knows what they’re doing.”
Pepper chuckled. After everything Tony had said to her about SHIELD and all that business, she hoped to whatever higher power that may be listening that they did know what they were doing. They were playing with dangerous things here, and people’s lives too. “Yeah I hope they do. I almost wish I did have powers though. Some of those classes look so neat. I get stuck taking business and math classes.”
Lunch
Pepper chuckled at the boy’s joke and put her bag down on the floor, then her lunch tray on the table. “Good for him. Taking one for the team.” She smiled at the boy and scooted the chair in. “Thanks, though. My name’s Pepper. What’s yours?”
“Peter Parker, or better known as Spider-man.” Peter eases up. “Nice to meet you, Pepper.”
“Nice to meet you, Peter.” Pepper smiled at him again and picked up her fork to start in on whatever pasta salad they had come up with that day. It didn’t look too bad, hopefully it tasted better. “Spider-man, eh?” She said after a moment, tilting her head a bit. “Can you, like, turn into a spider or something?”
Peter chuckled. “Not quite. Actually that did almost happen. I had to get help from Professor X. It was crazy. But I was bitten by a radioactive spider when I was 15 and it’s DNA fused with mine giving me super strength, agility, speed, reflexes, the ability to stick to a solid surface, and a neat little warning system in my head that warns me of danger. To go with my abilities I built web shooters that attach to my wrists allowing me to swing around the city. What about you? Do you have any powers or some sort of big metal suit?”
Pepper listened to him as she ate, though her eyebrows raised up by the time he was finished describing his abilities. “Wow…that’s really. Wow.” Pepper put her fork down and wiped her lips with a napkin and smiled. “That’s really cool, Peter. I wish I had any sort of abilities. I mean, I’m pretty smart, but not…super smart or anything. I’m actually not entirely sure how I got in, but I think my dad pulled some strings with Howard Stark.”
Lunch
Peter walks into the cafeteria. He felt just like he did in Midtown High. No friends to sit with. Should I try to sit with someone? It’s different here. No, I’ll always be puny Parker. Peter bites his lip and admits defeat and sits at a table and begins to eat by his lonesome.
Pepper emerged from her coma of sickness, homework, and family troubles and looked around as she walked quietly into the Academy cafeteria. So many new faces she didn’t even know where to start. She hadn’t seen Tony or Steve in ages, or Bruce for that matter. Gosh she felt like a loner all over again. Spotting an empty seat by a brown haired boy she didn’t recognize, Pepper adjusted her backpack and walked over. Coughing slightly to get his attention and offering a smile, she indicated the chair across from him.
“Hey. This taken?”
Peter turned quickly toward the red head. At first he only though of Mary Jane, but quickly shook that thought. “Well I was saving the seats for Me, Myself and I, but I suppose Me can go eat with someone else.” Peter laughs. Smooth peter. Where’d you here that one? A Ryan Rynolds film?
Pepper chuckled at the boy’s joke and put her bag down on the floor, then her lunch tray on the table. “Good for him. Taking one for the team.” She smiled at the boy and scooted the chair in. “Thanks, though. My name’s Pepper. What’s yours?”
“Peter Parker, or better known as Spider-man.” Peter eases up. “Nice to meet you, Pepper.”
“Nice to meet you, Peter.” Pepper smiled at him again and picked up her fork to start in on whatever pasta salad they had come up with that day. It didn’t look too bad, hopefully it tasted better. “Spider-man, eh?” She said after a moment, tilting her head a bit. “Can you, like, turn into a spider or something?”
Lunch
Peter walks into the cafeteria. He felt just like he did in Midtown High. No friends to sit with. Should I try to sit with someone? It’s different here. No, I’ll always be puny Parker. Peter bites his lip and admits defeat and sits at a table and begins to eat by his lonesome.
Pepper emerged from her coma of sickness, homework, and family troubles and looked around as she walked quietly into the Academy cafeteria. So many new faces she didn’t even know where to start. She hadn’t seen Tony or Steve in ages, or Bruce for that matter. Gosh she felt like a loner all over again. Spotting an empty seat by a brown haired boy she didn’t recognize, Pepper adjusted her backpack and walked over. Coughing slightly to get his attention and offering a smile, she indicated the chair across from him.
“Hey. This taken?”
Peter quickly at the red head. At first he only though of Mary Jane, but quickly shook that thought. “Well I was saving the seats for Me, Myself and I, but I suppose Me can go eat with someone else.” Peter laughs. Smooth peter. Where’d you here that one? A Ryan Rynolds film?
Pepper chuckled at the boy’s joke and put her bag down on the floor, then her lunch tray on the table. “Good for him. Taking one for the team.” She smiled at the boy and scooted the chair in. “Thanks, though. My name’s Pepper. What’s yours?”
Lunch
Peter walks into the cafeteria. He felt just like he did in Midtown High. No friends to sit with. Should I try to sit with someone? It’s different here. No, I’ll always be puny Parker. Peter bites his lip and admits defeat and sits at a table and begins to eat by his lonesome.
Pepper emerged from her coma of sickness, homework, and family troubles and looked around as she walked quietly into the Academy cafeteria. So many new faces she didn’t even know where to start. She hadn’t seen Tony or Steve in ages, or Bruce for that matter. Gosh she felt like a loner all over again. Spotting an empty seat by a brown haired boy she didn’t recognize, Pepper adjusted her backpack and walked over. Coughing slightly to get his attention and offering a smile, she indicated the chair across from him.
“Hey. This taken?”
The coolest stuffed animal thing ever.
I WILL THROW THIS AT CERTAIN PEOPLE.
((Err…been gone a while. Sorry about that. I honestly wasn’t sure the RP was still happening. Things were jumping around and seemed to kind of disappear . So I apologize for my absence and I hope I can get back into the stories somehow))
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