Peter understood people that didn’t share well, hell HE was a person that didn’t share well, but this was ridiculous. He’d been working in the laboratory for going on six months now and still Doctor Fitz had yet to warm up to him. At first he’d accepted it, he was okay with toting around equipment and cleaning beakers, that’s what the newbies did. But now, now he was angry. He was tired of being a scientists version of a water boy. He’d been hired for (read: forced into) this job for a reason.Goddammit Peter had more first hand experience with the extraterrestrial, the supernatural and plain old weird by the time he was sixteen then most SHIELD agents had in five years in the field. He could make meaningful contributions if someone would just LET him.
Well, he could make meaningful contributions if he wasn’t currently in the middle of an abandoned HYDRA base with no working electronics, no team, and a seemingly enraged Doctor Fitz who was doing nothing but glaring at him, as if this mess was in anyway his fault.
Great, the good old Parker Luck had struck again.