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[hashtagparkerluck]

Who: Peter and OPEN
What: Peter around the train. Feel free to tag in and pick a day.
Where: Various places
When: Day 18-22

{ Morning-ish. | Late Breakfast. }


Like normal, Peter doesn't turn up until breakfast time is almost over. He rolls onto the dining car in the late morning-grabs coffee that he overloads with as much sugar and milk as he can and then lays his head on the table, ready to sleep a bit longer. This is usually how his morning begin so no need worry about him too much.

After about a minute or so, he's completely asleep again and snoring softly with his head pillowed on his arms.



{ Mid-Day. | Tony's lab. }


After having read that latest chemistry book, Peter's feeling a little more inspired to try making new webfluid again! At least, at first. Several more failed attempts having him ready to scream into the ether and storm out in frustration but he keeps going, scribbling out failed combinations and compounds in his notebook. He's taking note of why they failed and what was right and trying to build off that but it'd be so much easier with more supplies.

He's also got a few other projects he's trying to work out but it's slow going without a phone to just google ingredients he might need. It feels like having to rediscover everything and it's annoying. As for webshooters though-well he made the first version so surely he can make Miles some, right? Miles would need his own set that way they could each have a set. And he wouldn't have to borrow one from Gwen or Peter.



{ Afternoon. | Team Purple Clean Up. }


Peter's been working in the lab most of the morning-getting mostly no where with this fluid still and decides to take a break. He lounges in one of the quiet cars for awhile, reading a book before he decided he should maybe get his chores for the day done.

Feel free to pester him while he straighten common areas and cleans the kitchen a little.



{ Later afternoon | Lounging in the Dressing Car on Day 19 | Closed to Tony. }


Peter's got the calculus book Tony gave him and a pen to work out problems, which he's hard at work on as he lays about in a web hammock as per normal for this time of day, the only difference is, now that he's got some webfluid again, it's one of his own design.

He's completely lost track of time and keeps his mind focused on the problem at hand, chewing lightly on the end of the pen as he does. Very suddenly, there's a spike from his senses before he feels a jolt in his stomach and plummets down with a sharp yelp and a harsh thud.

"...Ow." He whines, sitting up and looking up where he'd been just seconds ago.


{ Evening | Family Meeting in Tony's lab on Day 19 | Closed to Tony and May }


Peter's not sure he likes the sound of this at all. A meeting between himself, Mr Stark, and Aunt May? He's grounded, isn't he? He doesn't know what he did-or what he did that they found out about but he's just sure he's in trouble.

Maybe, if he sits up and acts like he's on his best behavior it won't be so bad.



{ Early, early morning | To Whom it may concern | Day 22 }

Webfluid designs are still not working how he'd hope and Peter's been paying close attention to stuff. He's worked out that no matter what so other passengers on the train seem to think, the driver or the conductor whoever really doesn't want to hurt them. He still thinks maybe they ask people if they want to board the train, but he doubts it's for nefarious purposes.

It's because of that that Peter's decided to test something out. Threatening the Driver or conductor only sort of worked since the dressing car no longer smells like lavender and punching the wall has been proven a few times to be ineffective and kind of stupid so he's written out a letter that he sticks to the wall, late that night when he inevitably isn't sleeping.

That done, he makes his way to the game car, he's officially ungrounded and he wants to play that space racer game again.

Comments

Breakfast

[faithfulsupport]

Seeing Peter with his head down, Ignis smiled. He'd been meaning to get around to hanging out with Tony's son and he knew that the boy approved of their..well whatever it was that they had going on. If he hadn't then the advisor would've walked because he didn't want to become a tension in that relationship. Fortunately the boy had approved though and his was the only outside opinion that mattered.

Ignis moved out of the kitchen for a moment and fetched a warm blanket. Bringing it back, he laid it on Peter's back and began cracking a few eggs. Within minutes, he'd produced a dish called Croque Madame and set it down in front of the slumped over form. It was a simple dish of eggs on top of some ham on toast.

Tapping the boy's shoulders gently, Ignis tried to get his attention before he went to work on cleaning up the kitchen as was Blue Team's duty.

"You should try and eat, Peter."

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter shifts a little, wondering if maybe he should stop napping at the breakfast table right after waking up but it always helped to get maybe a few more minutes. He makes a small groan-like noise and mumbles some fact about physics followed by something nonsensical.

It's the smell of food more than anything that gets him to wake up. He lets out a yawn and sits up, blinking at the food.

"Oh hey." He notices Ignis and yawns again. "Uh... I might have stayed up a little late last night. Thanks for breakfast, though."

[faithfulsupport]

Ignis nodded in response to the thanks and he smiled at hearing how Peter had stayed up late. "You're quite welcome." It was a little awkward knowing the boy knew but the advisor was determined to stay busy which was easily enough accomplished.

Checking his watch now, Ignis sighed. His team really should've been here by now but they were nowhere to be found. Well there was no time like the present to get started, and of course there were a whole sink full of dishes that needed cleaning.

Looking over after starting to get the water warmed up, he decided to ask a question. He wasn't about to keep the boy talking because he had to eat after all. "How is your aunt settling in?"

[stealsyourheart]

Kaito is, of course, in one of his preferred positions when he has nothing better to do, sitting upside down in a chair making improbable shuffles.

"Yo Peter-kun!"

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter moves into the game car and looks over to see Kaito sitting upside down and shuffling.

"Kaito! Hey! What are you doing up so late?" He asks, watching the shuffling for a bit. "You you, you can't uh... blood's gonna rush to your head that way."

[stealsyourheart]

"Eh, not sleepy yet." He grins and swing around to sit up, never loosing the rhytm.

"Your aunt is here - she seems nice!"

Dressing Car

[runs_on_batteries]

He had a piece of metal that he needed twisted into a circle. At home, he'd have tools to do this. Here, he had Peter. There were only a couple places to check for him, so as he strolled into the dressing carriage, he was mid-breath to start asking his favor when the web hammock the kid had been lounging in disintegrates and he's on the floor in a heap.

Tony stopped and crossed his arms. "I didn't think Charlotte's webs dissolved like that." Which meant only one thing. "Are you kidding me, Peter?!"

[hashtagparkerluck]

Of course the web would dissolve right when Mr Stark walked in. That seems about par for the course for his luck. Now what? Can he even try to get away with saying maybe one of Charlotte's web's finally just fell apart? Or maybe he should actually just admit that he just used his webfluid even though he was told not to make anymore more hammocks. He doesn't go for either option and just pushes himself to his feet.

"So..." He starts, a little shaky because he knows he's in trouble. "I saw this sign once that said 'falling rocks. It doesn't."

...

Really Parker? That's what you come up with? A stupid joke? Even he's disappointed in him.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony fumed as he glared at the boy. He was so angry and flabbergasted at his stupidity. "Hand them over, right this minute. I'd strangle you if I thought it might actually put some brains in your head! You're wasting your web fluid and you just got it? What the hell Peter? Did I think you were smart and responsible just because I never spent enough time with you to tell the difference before?"

Clean up

[faithfulson]

To the surprise of absolutely no one, Luke's already set off to cleaning for the day, sweeping the common room. He looked up as Peter entered, offering him a small, kind smile.

"Morn-- uh... afternoon?" he corrected sheepishly.

[hashtagparkerluck]

It might as well be morning for Peter, he really hasn't been awake that long.

"Hey! Uh, either works. I mean, I only know when it's morning by the voice, to be honest."

[faithfulson]

Luke paused at that, raising an amused eyebrow.

"...and you're just crawling out of bed now?" he asked, trying not to laugh.

Chores:

[blueberryprincess]

Evie's favorite place in the train is the kitchen, so that's where she is. Cleaning up after someone made lunch. Whoever did it burnt something to a pan and Evie's busy scrubbing away. After a bit, she frowns at the stuck on Hades knew what, turning to look at Peter and shoot him a small smile.

"Good afternoon," she says to her teammate, carrying the pan to the sink and putting a bit of water in. Soon after, there's some salt and some soap and it's set on the stove-top to heat up slowly.

"Chores in here are almost done. I think all that's left is wiping surfaces, putting clean dishes away, sweeping and mopping. But I think we can save the mopping for after dinner, otherwise we're just doing it again later."

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter watches her wrestle that pan for a bit and wonders if maybe May had been the one to burn whatever was in that pan. Chances were good because he didn't know of anyone else on the train that had that problem.

"Oh hey! Uh... Evie, right?" He's seen her around and herd about her but this is the first time he's actually meeting her-especially since he didn't go with his team on the last mission. "I'm Peter. Peter Parker."

[shouldertouching]

Miles has been slowly getting to know Peter. It's kind of weird, not that it's another Spider but that it's another Peter Parker. Or is it Peter B Parker but as a teen? Like, he hasn't tried to figure out really so it doesn't particularly matter all that much.

But when the other wanted to work on building webshooters Miles agrees easily. He hadn't really wanted to take one of Gwen's but have you met her?

"I really have no idea how to do this," he says as they settle down because really he had a lot of help.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter's excited. He hasn't made webshooters in a while. He might not be able to get them to look as cool and sleek as Mr Stark's but he can make something functioning.

"Okay so, we're a little limited on supplies but that's okay-we can make do." He says with a nod. He's pulled one of the suitcases out of the storage car to rips it into pieces to make the wrist band.

[shouldertouching]

"You're going to use a suitcase?" Miles hasn't hit the salvage things for parts part of his life yet. If he ever will anyway! He'll do his best to assist Peter, though.

It's still kind of weird to meet another Peter. It's not the fact of meeting another spider but yet another Peter. And he kind of zones out thinking about it for a minute before shaking it off.

"What do you need me to do?"

Evening

[mayp]

May had known that they would need to have this talk at some point. She also knew that Peter hated to disappoint Stark and he'd been looking out for her nephew while she wasn't here. It, therefore, seemed obvious to include him in this discussion.

As she got there she was pleased to see that Peter had already arrived. At least he wasn't putting this off, though he was probably aware that would have got him in trouble if he had and that was counteractive to this entire conversation.

"Peter, Tony," she says with a nod of her head.

Re: Evening

[runs_on_batteries]

"May, you're looking lovely tonight as usual," Tony answered, giving her a warm, if slightly humored smile. He knew Peter would hate him saying that, so that could be just the first part of his punishment.

His gaze shifted to the boy in question. "Are you going to tell her or am I about what a completely dumbass you've been lately?" If possible, there was still a somewhat affectionate tone to that 'dumbass' comment.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter stayed in his seat, upright with his hands in his lap. Yeah, he didn't think this was going to be a fun meeting

"I uh.." Peter said nervously, trying to think of something that wasn't a complete admission of guilt. It's just cruel to make him tell on himself to Aunt May! "Well... I may have done... one or two things I really shouldn't have." Or maybe twenty. Tony probably has a whole list somewhere.

Afternoon - Cleaning the Kitchen

[pleple]

Ple Two is currently just sitting there after getting a drink, watching the awkward, nervous spider-teen doing his work.

Being him always seems so difficult. For the moment, though, she just watches.

[hashtagparkerluck]

He's just about got things straightened up and ready for Red team to come in for dinner prep. He looks up when he sees Ple Two just watching him and he offers an awkward wave.

"Hey! What's up?"

[pleple]

"Just... watching, I suppose." More awkwardness. Makes her feel awkward too. "I've never had a normal childhood like so many of you."

Early, early morning, Game Car.

[filmnotyetrated]

Wade looked up from where he was playing solitaire by his own rules (meaning he was just sort of placing and picking up cards at random) as he hears someone enter the car.

"Hey there Spidey, you look positively up to something. Shouldn't you be asleep still or something?"

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter slide into the room and looks up at Wade, not willing to tell the other he just wrote a letter to the conductor because it seems so childish.

"Uh, I don't really..." He starts a little nervously. "Sleep all that much. Besides! I'm ungrounded from video games now! Well, technically. I mean it's technically day twenty-two. So it's been a week."

He rambles a moment before just shaking his head. "So... what are you doing up so late?"