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I write for:
- Avengers/MCU
- Criminal Minds
- Harry Potter
- Star Wars
- The Originals
- The 100
- Twilight
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- Stan Lee (Avengers/MCU)
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Standing on top of the Statue of Liberty with your best friend, Peter Parker, wasn't necessarily on your to-do list.
What also wasn't on your to-do list was listening to Peter Parker talk about the coolest villains he'd fought-- with two other Peter Parker's from different universes.
"I wanna fight an alien," Peter Parker Three complains. You half-listen, half-examine your Peter, taking in his beat-up face and worn down expression. He catches your eye.
"What's up, (Y/N/N)?" You shake your head, looking back over the city for one of the many monsters coming to take and destroy Dr. Strange's box.
"Nothing really. Just thinking," you reply vaguely.
"Like what?" Peter asks, playing along per usual. You grin despite the situation.
"MIT." Peter frowns, and you backtrack. "Not like that, Pete. Just thinking about how the University of California would be better. It has a good botany program." Peter lets out a little laugh, and you smile, happy to have brought one to his face.
"Yeah, MIT is probably lacking in the botany department a little bit."
"Botany? My Uncle Ben loved that stuff," Peter Three calls up. You look down at him, raising an eyebrow.
"Really?" He nods.
"Yeah. He loved cross breeding flowers, though not much came from them. Pretty sure he may have cooked up one of the many villains that terrorized the city when I was younger." You let out a laugh, shaking your head.
"Why botany?" Peter Two asks. You realize that they don't know what you can do. They didn't really question why Peter wanted you up there, but you just assumed they didn't care.
"Oh, well..." you trail off, opening your palms. Vines sprout from them and swirl around you and your Peter, encasing you in a protective ball. Peter grins at you, something glinting in his eyes that you've been seeing these past few weeks. You ignore it, smile back, and let the vines disappear into a puff of green smoke.
"Whoa," the other two Peter's mumble in awe. You smile down at them.
"So, that's why. I just really love plants," you shrug. Peter Two chuckles and Peter Three is still staring at you in amazement.
"Were you born like that?" Peter Three asks, sitting criss-cross and putting his head in his hands. You mirror his position from atop of Lady Liberty's head.
"No. I assume neither of your universes have HYDRA?" They shake their heads. Your Peter looks over at you, a sad expression painting his face. You cock your head at him. "You okay?" You whisper.
