one-shot collection [multi-fandom]

Forget Luck || Spideychelle

An over excitable puppy.

That's what Michelle had always thought of him as. Albeit, a nerdy over excitable puppy, but an over excitable puppy nonetheless.

So you can guess her great surprise - please, note the sarcasm - when Peter could not sit still on the bus ride to the Harvard-MIT Mathematics Tournament. At one point, she could swear she had seen Peter levitating above his seat from only his grip on the seat in front of him, all the while vibrating with excitement.

Or nervousness, she wasn't sure.

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5 minutes and they were up.

Five minutes.

Around her, Michelle's classmates were hastily revising in a thinly-veiled attempt to smother their nervousness. When she got to Peter, however, he caused her to do a double-take. Could the boy be any more stiff? A quick glance down at his fingers explained it all. Running at a mile a minute, his fingers were performing little twitches and swirls, almost imitating a dance. Amongst them, was a chip, so small, she wasn't sure where he had got it from, or where it belonged.

Silently sliding over to him, she slapped his fingers, hoping they would still. In doing so, the tiny chip went sliding.

She paused at his indigent look.

"You don't need luck."

His soft smile in response was reward enough.

That didn't stop the light kiss on her cheek before he ran onto the stage, barely glancing back.