happy father's day, mr stark
i know father's day was a bit back, but i've been busy aight
"hey, mr stark! it's me, peter. parker. y'know.. spiderman. yeah, you know that, uh- i just wanted to say happy father's day!" the boy set an envelope down on the granite, 'MR STARK' scrawled across the front in a messy-ish style. it was clearly intended to be neat, but was written slow with shaky hands, messing it up. "it's a card, from me. harley signed it, too, and morgan. ms potts said the two of them would come by soon.
"you're the best mentor ever, i mean- you're smart and nice and have such a passion for your work. you're amazing, mr stark. i, uh.. i miss you." peter kneeled down next to the grave. "it's weird being back.. i'm supposed to be twenty-two, but me and all my friends are still in highschool, so like.. am i still seventeen? aunt may still aged while i was gone. it's.. i don't know. i'm still trying to figure that out. i talked to mr banner, he's just as clueless as i am.
"morgan's awesome. she's wicked smart, mr stark. like you. she's like you in a lot of ways, actually. she has your, sass, i guess? not in a rude way, she's a sweetheart, but.. like, in an independence way. i've watched her when ms potts gets really busy. i promise, i didn't hurt her! you can trust me! i think she sees me as some big brother, it's weird. i'm not really a good role model, i'm kinda stubborn and make really dumb decisions. but i'm being good around her, i guess? i.. don't know. i'm trying my best."
peter wasn't quite at the crying stage yet. he was just blabbing, sitting there.
"i'm operating in that grey area you told me about. i think. i'm not dead yet, right? i'm helping people, even if at a.. lower scale? there's no intergalactic aliens around, it's kinda boring. i mean- it's good! there's not really any danger! just- you know what i mean. hopefully."
he cleared his throat, slowly shoving himself onto his feet, brushing off his pants. "i- i gotta go. there's this science project i'm working on with ned, it's going great so far. it sounds really dumb, but it's- it's a potato-powered arc reactor? we've got a prototype, we're working on making it actually to scale. i hope you're proud."
glancing up at the sky, peter saluted the sun before slowly backing towards the walkway.
"b-bye mr stark! happy father's day!"
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