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Strawberry Soda (Peter Quill/Peter Parker)
Floating high above these fears, there's no way I'm coming down.
In between the planning, the execution, and Doctor Strange going over the five million ways they were all going to fail this mission, Quill pulled Peter to the side.
“Hey, kid.”
“Not a kid.” Peter rolled his eyes and tugged at the neck of his suit. He missed his actual clothes and he was worried about May and MJ and Ned and Mr Stark’s face was actually a little green if he looked at Peter for too long, so he was trying to stay out of his eyeline.
“Whatever, kid. This is important.” Quill sat down on one of the rocks and motioned Peter down. “We gotta talk about this Footloose thing.”
He nearly snorted because, seriously? They were facing the annihilation of half the universe and this guy wanted to talk about a crappy Kevin Bacon movie? “Ok. The music is good. It’s old, but it’s good.”
Quill clutched his chest and sputtered. “Kenny Loggins is a GOD and it’s a cinematic masterpiece.”
Peter shook his head. “Man, have you even seen Star Wars?”
That stopped Quill for a moment, shut his mouth for longer than thirty seconds for the first time since they’d blasted in.
“This theater played all three movies one summer and my mom took me for my birthday.” His face softened and Peter knew - he knew what that felt like, living in that space of memory of someone long gone. “She liked popcorn with Junior Mints and strawberry Crush.” He looked over at Peter. “They still make that?”
“Yeah. I like orange more, though.” Quill smiled at Peter and he was warm again for a moment, like he’d forgotten the weight of all of this and how unlikely it was he’d ever taste it again.
“Here’s the deal, kid.” Quill thrust out his hand. “We get through this, I’ll come back and buy you one. And we can revisit that whole Footloose thing.”
“Still not a kid.” But Peter put his palm in Quill’s and shook. “But it’s a deal. And if you love Kevin Bacon, Tremors is gonna blow your mind.”
