Hope Mikaelson has been wandering Malivore for who knows how long for sure. That all changes when a portal opens up and spits her out in a world not her own. The Tribrid we all love gets roped into saving the world in crisis and over time, starts to...
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May and Hope walked through the apartment to Peter's open bedroom door, Hope immediately tossing a banana at the boy with a, "hungry?", neither female expecting the fruit to smack the boy in the face.
Hope and May shared a look before breaking out in laughter, "Sorry, Peter." Hope shrugged, no apology in her voice, "May told me to do it."
Peter looked at his aunt incredulously. "I thought you could sense that with your..." the woman thought for second before pointing, "Peter-tingle."
Hope snorted a laugh while Peter looked traumatized, "Please do not start calling it my Peter-tingle." He begged.
"I'm so calling it that." Hope chuckled, "So, what's up? You can dodge bullets but not bananas?" She inquired. There was a small undertone of worry behind her voice as she thought about how Peter is being affected by everything.
"No, I just really need this vacation." The boy sighed, "I need a break."
May walked forwards, wrapping her arms around her nephew while Hope watched sadly from the doorway. It was moments like these when she felt out of place as she started to think of her own family, but quickly shook those thoughts off, trying to focus on what she had now. "You deserve it." May mumbled into his shoulder before starting towards the door. She paused, turning back, "You know what? You should pack your suit, just in case." She pointed at the red and blue spandex, "I have a tingle about it." She added, walking away.
Hope smirked at the look on Peter's face. "Please stop saying 'tingle,' May." His eyes landed on the suit hanging in his closet, "No." he muttered, quickly shutting the closet doors before he caught sight of his other suit, the one Tony made.
