I'm back. I'm emotionally scarred. I watched Endgame. No spoilers, I promise. But I've started writing a few theories and one-shots. I'll wait until the end of May before I post anything. Anyway! Here is a new chapter to help cope with Endgame feels. This one is a bit longer. Peter's and Dakota's relationship starts picking up. Also, the song is Battleships by Daughtry. I'm also going to start posting my one-shot book that is a companion to this one. So... on to it.
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The next morning was not quite as awkward as one would expect it to be. Most of the team was already awake by eight. Some (Tony and Bucky) were nursing a cup of coffee. Others (Steve, Natasha, and Sam) were down training. And the rest were eating breakfast or wandering around. Kody and Peter walked in at the same time, both exhausted because of their interrupted sleep the night (morning?) before. They sat at the counter as Rhodey put plates of food in front of them. Dakota gave a tired thumbs up and dug in, while Pete grunted his thanks and started inhaling the food.
"Anything planned today kids?" Rhodey asked, being the only really awake one in the room.
"Not really, " Dakota said. "Was just going to read. Maybe walk around a little."
"Pete? Anything?"
"Nope." Was all he could manage.
"I have an idea, why don't you two go shopping. Grab some new clothes, get some trinkets for your room, some new books Kody, or some science stuff Pete. And you can get to know each other."
Pete and Kody looked at each other and shrugged. Why not?
---Time Skip---
Both Kody and Peter had a black card, a passion, and a bottomless pit for a stomach. Shopping had turned out good. They had gotten a few trinkets for their rooms. Pete more than Kody. They had some stuff for personalizing their rooms, a project that would have to wait a week or two with school. Pete, after much persuasion (read: threatening) from Dakota, had purchased some new science books, a few magazine subscriptions, and a few lab tools and kits. Kody had gotten a few new bookshelves to span a wall of her room (they were going to be delivered, in fact, everything was.), lots of books, and some stuff for a dance studio. They each loaded up on clothes because they could, though as their own little rebellion, they had shopped at Goodwill and other thrift stores. TBH, they were a lot more fun to shop in.
At lunch, they had gotten to know each other over burgers and potato chips at Standard Burger. (real place - it's in Brooklyn) Dakota learned that Peter actually didn't like spiders, despite being Spider-man. And neither of them decided to question when Kody had learned that particular fact, they just went with it. She learned that he liked science and that he was actually as smart as, if not smarter, then Tony and Bruce, and his favorite movie (other than Star Wars) was How To Train Your Dragon. Peter learned that HTTYD was also Kody's favorite movie, she loved to dance and was captain of the dance team at school, she wanted to teach when she was older, and she had to redo a grade when she was younger due to family problems. They concluded that the whole family dying counted as a problem. They learned that they went to rival schools: Midtown Institute of Technology and Science vs Midtown Academy of Literature and Arts. They both preferred vanilla ice cream with tons of toppings. They both liked musicals. They both preferred hugs and showed emotion through touch and words. And they unanimously agreed that Clint was the Cool Uncle™.
Yeah. The talk got that deep.
---Time Skip---
Neither of them got to set up their stuff from shopping, so it stayed in bags for weeks. Six weeks, in fact. And during that time, the two had hung out more and more. Kody had met Ned. And it was during that sixth week after Peter had moved in that they finally had time to set up their rooms. The Avengers were called out on a mission, and neither had homework.
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*How the Avengers get a Therapist*
Fanfic*First in my MCU AU. This story sets the basis for any other Marvel stories I will write.* Bruce Banner was always afraid of the Hulk, therefore everyone else is too. But he doesn't want help. He doesn't deserve help. Enter Dakota, a 16-year-old wi...