Peter didn't remember waking up, but he refused to move in case he might wake Willow.  She always looked so tired now, and he knew it was hard for her to find a position comfortable enough to fall asleep in.  Either that or the minute she fell asleep, the baby started moving around, and as proud as he was that it seemed their son was strong and ( Read more... )

Peter had surprisingly completely missed the fact that there was a kid invasion.  He had a good reason for that.  Recovering from Prom and spending time with his girlfriend and then trying to start studying for the Engineering exam.  Except for some reason he kept getting distracted into Tactics.  Who knows why.

For now, he had the door to his room ( Read more... )

After waking up JUST A LITTLE awkwardly this morning, Peter had finally managed to get back into his room.  And was never, ever, ever leaving it again.

Locking his key in his room?  Check.  Trying to pick up tricks on the street?  Check.  Hitting on every person that moved? Check.  Making out with most of them?  Check.  More than making out with ( Read more... )

 Travel through the Wood Between the Worlds took almost no time at all so just a few minutes after Peter and Willow had said goodbye to Susan, Edmund, and Lucy in Narnia, they were standing in room 513 with their bags.

Peter squeezed Willow's hand.  "Welcome back?"

[OOC: For
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After the War Theory exam, Peter returned to his room.  He shuffled through his notes, getting ready to put them away in his desk, when he came across a piece of parchment that certainly hadn't been there earlier in the morning.  He read it slowly, taking a minute to recognise the handwriting, then read it through again.

He never got back to the ( Read more... )

Peter had spent the day cleaning his room as much as possible and then trying to arrange it so it looked less like a boy's room and more festive and warm.  He found a table and chairs to drag into the room and arranged a white tablecloth and place settings as carefully as possible.  After hearing about the difficulties of setting up Court banquets ( Read more... )

After going for a run around the island, Peter came back to his room to study his War Theory notes before the field trip.

He left the door open though because after watching hockey with Jude and Bridge and his conversations with Willow about Booth and then Marie, he wasn't really focused on War Theory.

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After Government, Peter had run down to town to get takeaway from Ching Tai.  He got back to his room just a minute or so before Willow had said she'd come over.

It was just enough time to lay out a checked red and white tablecloth and set out the sweet and sour chicken, sesame spinach, and Mongolian beef on it.

[OOC: For willbedone]

Peter waited for Willow at the gate to the Preserve.  The rings that he and Susan had found a few weeks ago were safely wrapped up in a handkerchief and stowed in his pocket, and he touched the lump reflexively.  He wasn't any more comfortable with magic than he usually was, but if Willow was confident this would work and it would help Susan...  ( Read more... )

Peter wasn't nervous at all.  Really.  Which is why he was not quite pacing back and forth in his room.

{OOC: For Willow.  Also very probably NWS]