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Peter could not believe that his daughter somehow got sucked into another dimension. He was grateful that she was safe here and there was another version of him to look after her alongside the Avengers who used to be his friends. He did not know how to lighten the burden his daughter felt as him being captured. Peter didn't know if he could tell her the future in case it changed the outcome too much.
He walked the short distance to where Annie mentioned the other version of Peter Parker stayed. Maybe there should have been some preamble or he should have had Annie sent up the meeting, but what he had to talk to Peter about was something not for her ears.
Peter chose to walk right though the door and into the room. He searched immediately for someone who might go by the name Peter.
He walked the short distance to where Annie mentioned the other version of Peter Parker stayed. Maybe there should have been some preamble or he should have had Annie sent up the meeting, but what he had to talk to Peter about was something not for her ears.
Peter chose to walk right though the door and into the room. He searched immediately for someone who might go by the name Peter.
Seeking out Answer (Loki)
Nov. 23rd, 2018 08:25 pmAnnie was still somewhat numb from the whole experience with Mr. Stark's 'therapy session'. She did not know how she truly felt about the fact that the Peter Parker at the Madonna Inn may never grow up to be her dad and he might never grow up to have her as a child.
Somehow, she ended up near Loki's door and she couldn't walk past it. She walked up to it and knocked lightly. She didn't know if Loki would want to help, but she thought Loki was a nice person. She needed to talk to someone.
Somehow, she ended up near Loki's door and she couldn't walk past it. She walked up to it and knocked lightly. She didn't know if Loki would want to help, but she thought Loki was a nice person. She needed to talk to someone.
[Log] Alec and Annie Train
Nov. 13th, 2018 02:30 pm Annie was following Alec down the hallway.
"Please!" She implored. "Pleaaassseee?"
"Don't you have other people who will train with you?" Alec glanced over at the little red-headed shadow he seemed to have developed. It wasn't that he didn't like Annie, but he had no idea what to do with her. Alec was always worried he was going to mess up and say something wrong or do something wrong and the girl would go from being a cute, nice Peter-like child to something more like him and that was nerve-wracking. He still had Peter's lecture on not swearing in front of Annie at the back of his mind, too.
"But you know things they don't," Annie countered. "And you've helped my dad, right? I want to learn what you taught him."
There was no way Alec was teaching any of the lessons he had taught Peter to Annie. He glanced to her again. "You're too young to be training anyways. Aren't you supposed to be like.... playing will dolls or something? You're eight. Can't you just be a normal eight year-old?"
Annie pouted stubbornly. She didn't like it when she was dismissed because of her age.
"I do play with toys," She said, "But I want to get stronger too!"
Alec exhaled and rubbed his face with his palm. Was Peter going to kill him if he helped Annie? Alec might if the roles were reversed. Then again, Peter looked at being a superhero a lot differently than Alec did. Still... helping the young girl to fight didn't sit well with Alec at all. "You know... you're just as stubborn as your dad."
Annie grinned widely.
"Thank you!" She said happily. "Does this mean you'll train me?!"
Alec rolled his eyes. "Yes. But only if you listen to what I say and don't complain about what kind of lessons they are."
"Deal," Annie agreed quickly.
Alec had no plans to teach the girl how to fight, but he did gesture for her to follow him and he led them outside and across the Madonna Inn property to the overly-pink tennis courts. He looked at the tall fence. In one swift motion, he was up and over the fence and landed on both his feet on the other side, never having touched the fence once. He turned and looked at the girl through the chain-links. "First lesson. Getting over this fence in one jump."
Annie watched in amazement. She knew that Alec could do things because he was different from a regular human, but she had never seen any of his abilities in action before. She wondered if he was as strong Peter, too. When Alec landed, Annie continued to look amazed.
Annie was a determined child. She looked at the top of the fence. She crouched and with all of her might, she tried to jump over the fence the same way that Alec did. She couldn't quite meet the top of the fence in one jump. She clanged against the fence and then dropped to the ground.
She let out a huff of frustration and tried again with the same results. What am I doing wrong?
"You're not me, kid." Alec used the door in the fence to come back to the other side. "Lesson number one. You're not me. You're not Thor. You're not your dad. You're you. So whatever you want to do in life, you have to figure out how Annie is going to do it, not how other people do it. Sure, when you're older and taller and stronger, you'll probably be able to jump the fence in one go. Right now? You're eight. You can't help that, so use it to your advantage instead."
Annie looked to Alec and then to the fence.
"I need to do it in two steps." She said.
"Please!" She implored. "Pleaaassseee?"
"Don't you have other people who will train with you?" Alec glanced over at the little red-headed shadow he seemed to have developed. It wasn't that he didn't like Annie, but he had no idea what to do with her. Alec was always worried he was going to mess up and say something wrong or do something wrong and the girl would go from being a cute, nice Peter-like child to something more like him and that was nerve-wracking. He still had Peter's lecture on not swearing in front of Annie at the back of his mind, too.
"But you know things they don't," Annie countered. "And you've helped my dad, right? I want to learn what you taught him."
There was no way Alec was teaching any of the lessons he had taught Peter to Annie. He glanced to her again. "You're too young to be training anyways. Aren't you supposed to be like.... playing will dolls or something? You're eight. Can't you just be a normal eight year-old?"
Annie pouted stubbornly. She didn't like it when she was dismissed because of her age.
"I do play with toys," She said, "But I want to get stronger too!"
Alec exhaled and rubbed his face with his palm. Was Peter going to kill him if he helped Annie? Alec might if the roles were reversed. Then again, Peter looked at being a superhero a lot differently than Alec did. Still... helping the young girl to fight didn't sit well with Alec at all. "You know... you're just as stubborn as your dad."
Annie grinned widely.
"Thank you!" She said happily. "Does this mean you'll train me?!"
Alec rolled his eyes. "Yes. But only if you listen to what I say and don't complain about what kind of lessons they are."
"Deal," Annie agreed quickly.
Alec had no plans to teach the girl how to fight, but he did gesture for her to follow him and he led them outside and across the Madonna Inn property to the overly-pink tennis courts. He looked at the tall fence. In one swift motion, he was up and over the fence and landed on both his feet on the other side, never having touched the fence once. He turned and looked at the girl through the chain-links. "First lesson. Getting over this fence in one jump."
Annie watched in amazement. She knew that Alec could do things because he was different from a regular human, but she had never seen any of his abilities in action before. She wondered if he was as strong Peter, too. When Alec landed, Annie continued to look amazed.
Annie was a determined child. She looked at the top of the fence. She crouched and with all of her might, she tried to jump over the fence the same way that Alec did. She couldn't quite meet the top of the fence in one jump. She clanged against the fence and then dropped to the ground.
She let out a huff of frustration and tried again with the same results. What am I doing wrong?
"You're not me, kid." Alec used the door in the fence to come back to the other side. "Lesson number one. You're not me. You're not Thor. You're not your dad. You're you. So whatever you want to do in life, you have to figure out how Annie is going to do it, not how other people do it. Sure, when you're older and taller and stronger, you'll probably be able to jump the fence in one go. Right now? You're eight. You can't help that, so use it to your advantage instead."
Annie looked to Alec and then to the fence.
"I need to do it in two steps." She said.
Alec nodded. "Sometimes it's better to take more steps if you're going to succeed.... Okay, I'll show you how to do it so you don't make any noise."
Hiding Away (closed to Peter)
Sep. 1st, 2018 11:55 amWhen the fighting was over, Annie left the temple and looked for Peter. In her panic, she couldn't find him. She tried the clinic, but only found Liz. Annie was certain Peter was hurt or worse.
She didn't return to her room. She found her way back into his room. She felt tired from the entire day and the adrenaline that was wearing off. Taking Peter's pillow from the bed, she crawled under his bed and curled up. She cried quietly until she drifted off to sleep.
She didn't return to her room. She found her way back into his room. She felt tired from the entire day and the adrenaline that was wearing off. Taking Peter's pillow from the bed, she crawled under his bed and curled up. She cried quietly until she drifted off to sleep.
You're Not My Mom - Tag Liz Parker
Aug. 5th, 2018 11:09 amWhen Annie saw Liz in the bakery alone, she decided to approach. She had mixed feelings of the girl. She knew her parents would want her to be understanding, but Liz made Annie feel uneasy.
"I saw you kiss him," She said, crossing her arms. "And you have that bracelet on. You lied. You didn't break up."
Liz looked up from where she was doing homework at the counter and paused. She had sort of been dreading this, but she knew that being stuck in an inn meant she and Annie would have to talk about everything eventually. She pressed her lips together and stood up a bit more, to give Annie her full attention.
"I tried... but I couldn't, in the end. I'm sorry."
Annie bristled. Why is she apologizing? Apologies made it harder for Annie to hate her.
"You're not my mom," She said stubbornly.
Liz nodded. "I know. And I wish she were here. I know this is probably really confusing." Liz still had a hard time understanding the inn and she was both older and had more experience here.
Annie looked away. I wish my mom was here too. She looked back to Liz with a hard expression that borderlined a tantrum.
"I don't want you to see him anymore." She said. "I want you to stop seeing my dad."
Liz paused and then she moved around the counter to be closer to Annie. She crouched. Liz remembered doing summer camp with Maria one year and the kids seemed to like it when you got down to their level, so she was going to try that now too.
"I love Peter." Even if she tried not to. She knew Peter loved her too, but she wasn't going to necessarily state that to the kid. "I tried the other day, to stop being in his life, but it was really hard on both of us. He's... well, you know how amazing he is, right?" She offered a small smile.
"You can't be with him because he has to be with my mom," She said. "If you're with him, then he won't be with her and then I won't be alive either. Everything will be ruined."
Liz closed her eyes for a moment before opening them back up. The things she were about to say stung, but there was truth in them.
"I don't know how old your dad was when he had you, but it probably wasn't when he was a teenager. Peter and I.. We're not planning to get married or have kids." Even if Liz thought about it a lot. Even if she had a dream or two. "And they had you back home, right? I, um. I can't go to your world. So, when Peter leaves here, he'll be without me when he goes back... so he'll be able to meet your mom."
Annie's brow squished as she tried to understand. It all made sense and it eased something in her. Her arms loosened around her chest.
"You both said something about other Peters," She said. "Why?"
That would be a little harder to explain. It took Liz a moment, her eyes wandering the room for a moment before she stood up and reached for a knife and brownie. Then she gestured for Annie to come to one of the tables. When the girl did, Liz started to explain.
"Okay, think of this brownie as Peter. There's this theory the the inn sort of has confirmed to be true that there are multiple universes. There are similar versions of ourselves in them, just that different choices were made. Like maybe in one World War II never happened. Or you decided to go to a party instead of stay home." She gestured to the brownie. "So with every new decision, -" Liz cut a few stripes off the brownie. "new worlds with new futures happen."
She pointed to the strips. "Each has a new world, but the person, so Peter, for example, is still Peter." Because the brownie was still a brownie, even when it was cut up.
Liz wondered if that made any sense at all.
Annie listened and watched. She sounds... just like dad. She frowned at her own thought, but soaked in the information.
"So... there could be another world where dad comes to the bunker with me and mom?" She asked.
Liz had no idea what that meant, but she nodded. "Yeah. Or one where you have brown hair like him." Or were a boy or they chose not to have kids, but Liz decided to not mention any of the other sorts of outcomes.
Annie's arms lowered and her shoulders relaxed. She liked the idea in another world her dad might be safe. She would have to think on this 'multiverse' more.
"If my mom comes here, and she sees you and him...she'll be really sad." Annie murmured.
Liz paused, then nodded - that she completely understood.
"I know." Another pause. "Annie? What would you like me to do?" Liz looked over to the girl and even though the question was scary, she wanted to ask it. She needed to. "I want you to be happy here. I want you and Peter to be happy so... whatever you want me to do, I'll try my best."
Annie opened her mouth, but hesitated. Why can't I say it? Why can't I tell her to leave my dad alone? She looked confused and annoyed. Annie looked away again.
"I don't know," She said, thinking.
She thought about the whole situation. Even though Peter tried to hide it, Annie had seen he was a little sad when Liz left.
"You can stay with my dad," She said. "On a few conditions."
Liz nodded, somehow both relieved and nervous at the same time. "Okay... what are they?"
"You can't make him sad, ever." Annie stated. "Or hurt him. And you need to keep him safe even though you're normal. And... and if my mom comes, you have to promise to leave him alone."
These all seemed like reasonable terms and, in fact, they were all ones Liz already decided upon herself. Still, she nodded. "I can do all that... is there anything else?"
"I don't know." Annie replied. "If I think of more... can I add to it later?"
Liz smiled just faintly and nodded again. "Yeah... yeah, that's fine." Whatever it took, really, for everyone to be happy.
Annie still wanted to hate Liz, but she couldn't muster the feeling. Maybe I can sort of see why dad would like her... but mom's better
"Okay, then, I'm going to go now." She said, but eyed the brownie.
Liz pushed the brownie in Annie's direction. "On the house." Technically everything was on the house, but whatever.
Annie took the plate and even smiled.
"Bye," She declared, then left.
"I saw you kiss him," She said, crossing her arms. "And you have that bracelet on. You lied. You didn't break up."
Liz looked up from where she was doing homework at the counter and paused. She had sort of been dreading this, but she knew that being stuck in an inn meant she and Annie would have to talk about everything eventually. She pressed her lips together and stood up a bit more, to give Annie her full attention.
"I tried... but I couldn't, in the end. I'm sorry."
Annie bristled. Why is she apologizing? Apologies made it harder for Annie to hate her.
"You're not my mom," She said stubbornly.
Liz nodded. "I know. And I wish she were here. I know this is probably really confusing." Liz still had a hard time understanding the inn and she was both older and had more experience here.
Annie looked away. I wish my mom was here too. She looked back to Liz with a hard expression that borderlined a tantrum.
"I don't want you to see him anymore." She said. "I want you to stop seeing my dad."
Liz paused and then she moved around the counter to be closer to Annie. She crouched. Liz remembered doing summer camp with Maria one year and the kids seemed to like it when you got down to their level, so she was going to try that now too.
"I love Peter." Even if she tried not to. She knew Peter loved her too, but she wasn't going to necessarily state that to the kid. "I tried the other day, to stop being in his life, but it was really hard on both of us. He's... well, you know how amazing he is, right?" She offered a small smile.
"You can't be with him because he has to be with my mom," She said. "If you're with him, then he won't be with her and then I won't be alive either. Everything will be ruined."
Liz closed her eyes for a moment before opening them back up. The things she were about to say stung, but there was truth in them.
"I don't know how old your dad was when he had you, but it probably wasn't when he was a teenager. Peter and I.. We're not planning to get married or have kids." Even if Liz thought about it a lot. Even if she had a dream or two. "And they had you back home, right? I, um. I can't go to your world. So, when Peter leaves here, he'll be without me when he goes back... so he'll be able to meet your mom."
Annie's brow squished as she tried to understand. It all made sense and it eased something in her. Her arms loosened around her chest.
"You both said something about other Peters," She said. "Why?"
That would be a little harder to explain. It took Liz a moment, her eyes wandering the room for a moment before she stood up and reached for a knife and brownie. Then she gestured for Annie to come to one of the tables. When the girl did, Liz started to explain.
"Okay, think of this brownie as Peter. There's this theory the the inn sort of has confirmed to be true that there are multiple universes. There are similar versions of ourselves in them, just that different choices were made. Like maybe in one World War II never happened. Or you decided to go to a party instead of stay home." She gestured to the brownie. "So with every new decision, -" Liz cut a few stripes off the brownie. "new worlds with new futures happen."
She pointed to the strips. "Each has a new world, but the person, so Peter, for example, is still Peter." Because the brownie was still a brownie, even when it was cut up.
Liz wondered if that made any sense at all.
Annie listened and watched. She sounds... just like dad. She frowned at her own thought, but soaked in the information.
"So... there could be another world where dad comes to the bunker with me and mom?" She asked.
Liz had no idea what that meant, but she nodded. "Yeah. Or one where you have brown hair like him." Or were a boy or they chose not to have kids, but Liz decided to not mention any of the other sorts of outcomes.
Annie's arms lowered and her shoulders relaxed. She liked the idea in another world her dad might be safe. She would have to think on this 'multiverse' more.
"If my mom comes here, and she sees you and him...she'll be really sad." Annie murmured.
Liz paused, then nodded - that she completely understood.
"I know." Another pause. "Annie? What would you like me to do?" Liz looked over to the girl and even though the question was scary, she wanted to ask it. She needed to. "I want you to be happy here. I want you and Peter to be happy so... whatever you want me to do, I'll try my best."
Annie opened her mouth, but hesitated. Why can't I say it? Why can't I tell her to leave my dad alone? She looked confused and annoyed. Annie looked away again.
"I don't know," She said, thinking.
She thought about the whole situation. Even though Peter tried to hide it, Annie had seen he was a little sad when Liz left.
"You can stay with my dad," She said. "On a few conditions."
Liz nodded, somehow both relieved and nervous at the same time. "Okay... what are they?"
"You can't make him sad, ever." Annie stated. "Or hurt him. And you need to keep him safe even though you're normal. And... and if my mom comes, you have to promise to leave him alone."
These all seemed like reasonable terms and, in fact, they were all ones Liz already decided upon herself. Still, she nodded. "I can do all that... is there anything else?"
"I don't know." Annie replied. "If I think of more... can I add to it later?"
Liz smiled just faintly and nodded again. "Yeah... yeah, that's fine." Whatever it took, really, for everyone to be happy.
Annie still wanted to hate Liz, but she couldn't muster the feeling. Maybe I can sort of see why dad would like her... but mom's better
"Okay, then, I'm going to go now." She said, but eyed the brownie.
Liz pushed the brownie in Annie's direction. "On the house." Technically everything was on the house, but whatever.
Annie took the plate and even smiled.
"Bye," She declared, then left.
