[For Peter]
Even days later, Pepper has trouble coming to terms with the scope of what happened. It was the sort of story that, when told to her, seemed as though it was at an end several times. And would then have even more insanity added to the mix. Imagining her boyfriend and best friend trapped in a sinister space station is bad enough, but then there had been zombies and gas and inexplicable pools of acid. There had come a point (or two) when she'd legitimately believed Tony was making it up.
The breadth of the incident isn't anything to sneeze at, but mostly Pepper's simply relieved that most everyone is okay, and that neither Tony nor Peter have landed in the clinic again. At the end of the day, that is always going to trump caring about space zombies.
Friday morning she takes her coffee and muffin, sits on the wide porch of the new bakery and waits for Peter's class to let out. It's past time that she saw him, but she's been a little preoccupied. For once, it's actually by something nice, and that's an incredible novelty.
The breadth of the incident isn't anything to sneeze at, but mostly Pepper's simply relieved that most everyone is okay, and that neither Tony nor Peter have landed in the clinic again. At the end of the day, that is always going to trump caring about space zombies.
Friday morning she takes her coffee and muffin, sits on the wide porch of the new bakery and waits for Peter's class to let out. It's past time that she saw him, but she's been a little preoccupied. For once, it's actually by something nice, and that's an incredible novelty.