Jeez, I am so tired right now, but I love writing this and I need to do something other than watch YouTube edits of myself. Guess what?! I'm back!
Peter woke up worse for ware than he was the night before, groggy, anxious for some reason, and just tired. The amount of stuff he'd been putting himself through just for the last week alone to test the waters of what he could do. He stood up and put on his favourite pair of sweat pants, realizing that he was growing out of them. Man, I'm 18, how am I still growing out of stuff? He thought to himself. As he left his bed Peter noticed Conner was nowhere to be found which was slightly unusual and disturbing. While he was making himself a bowl of cereal, he heard a sharp, fast, urgent sounding knock on the door.
"Come in, it's unlocked." He yawned.
"Peter?" Pip asked, "jeez, you don't sound too hot."
"To be honest I feel horrible. I am so tired, and I have a pounding headache."
"Yeah, that might be on me."
"Actually, it could just be an overstimulation problem, that happens a lot to me."
"Does it mess with your shifting?"
"Not usually... wait. Dang it!" Peter had figured out why his pants were too small. In his state of anxiety Peter had shifted into his mixed form which was substantially taller and honestly better looking than his regular one. "Listen Pip, I'm too tired to change back so can you just tell Quinn I look different today?"
"Sure."
"So, why are you here?"
"I wanted to know if you had any questions."
"About last night?"
"Yeah, do you?"
"Not really, but I'm too tired to receive information right now."
"So... should I leave?"
"Yeah."
Hey guys, I'm sorry about keeping you waiting for such a disappointing stop, but I can't go on. I have lost basically all motivation for and attachment to this project, so I'm going to wait until I have enough ideas and motivation to continue. I'm not giving up writing though and may work on other projects while I build up inspiration for this one. Consider this my present to you all as I leave "Peter?" to sit.
Thanks for everything,
Nerdevil
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FanfictionPeter lost everything the night his aunt May died. Mr Stark was gone, aunt may was gone, Peter was forgotten by everyone. Peter's inability to believe he's any good was challenged when he received a message from Sarcastic Territorial And Reliable...
