Claude was on the roof, tossing crushed bread into the pigeon coop. About half of them were there, the only half taking their daily flight around the island. So far none of them had yet to not return, but Claude figured pragmatically that one of them would get eaten by a dinosaur one of these days or something.
The roof, just like it had been back in New York, was the first place Peter went looking for Claude. As expected, he was there. Taking a piece of bread he'd grabbed from the kitchen out of his jacket pocket, Peter slowly began tearing it into pieces as he approached the coop. Not looking at Claude, but rather keeping his eye on the coop, Peter said, "I thought I'd find you up here."
"Well aren't you a regular Hardy Boy," said Claude, not looking up either. "Not many places I'd be unless you thought I'd up and decided to go dino hunting."
"Yeah, that's me all right. Never could figure out if I was Frank or Joe, though." Snorting, Peter tossed a few of the crumbs in one section of the coop. He watched as one of the pigeons bobbed its head and snatched the bread up.
"Since I never took you for a Jurassic Park sorta guy, this was my best best."
There was no sense in putting it off, even though a small part of Peter thought it might have been best to ease into it, considering how he knew Claude felt about Gwen. "I'm getting married," Peter said, considerably more subdued than he'd been when telling others. "And I wanted to tell you myself before you heard it from anyone else."
"What do you mean?" Peter said automatically, affronted. While he knew Claude was no fan of Gwen's, he had hoped that Claude could be a little.... Well, okay, maybe not.
"Gee, I don't know," he said sarcastically. Lifting his brows, he gave Claude an expectant look. "Why don't you tell me whey people normally want to get married?"
One corner of Peter's mouth twitched. He had to grind his teeth together to keep from railing against Claude and his negativity. For some reason, Claude always managed to get right under his skin from the get-go. It was a talent, really.
"Got burned once, huh?" he asked almost nonchalantly, though he did wonder....
Claude snorted at that. "You don't have to stick your hand into the fire to know it's going to hurt like a bitch. Besides, didn't we have this conversation once? Something about distractions..."
"Gwen isn't a distraction!" Peter said heatedly, unable to stop his temperature from flaring. "You know, you can have a life and still be in control of yourself at the same time, Claude!"
Scowling, he tossed the last of the bread in another section of the coop before turning to him. "If you weren't so caught up in how easy it is to be alone, that is," he added, lips curling.
"Piece of cake," Claude said dryly, but he was the picture of calm next to Peter looking as if he were about to explode. "Fine, congratulations. Get married and have babies, that's what people do, so I hear."
"Far be it for me to think that you're something a little more than most people," Claude said. "I was the one who believed in you, remember. When to everyone else you were nothing but Nathan's little brother. But maybe you're right, maybe getting married and having babies is the thing to do now that you don't have your powers. Just thought you might actually carve out an identity for yourself, is all. But I'm sure that being Mr. Gwen Cooper is still preferable to Nathan Petrelli's little brother."
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"Since I never took you for a Jurassic Park sorta guy, this was my best best."
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"Gee, I don't know," he said sarcastically. Lifting his brows, he gave Claude an expectant look. "Why don't you tell me whey people normally want to get married?"
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"Got burned once, huh?" he asked almost nonchalantly, though he did wonder....
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Scowling, he tossed the last of the bread in another section of the coop before turning to him. "If you weren't so caught up in how easy it is to be alone, that is," he added, lips curling.
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