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Alpha Peter ([info]pbandparker) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-04-11 21:01:00

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Entry tags:clint barton (616), peter b parker (sv)

Who: Peter Parker (sv) and Clint Barton (616)
What: Commiserating and charging
Where: Town
When: Thursday afternoon


Peter gathered up a few things after making plans with Clint, it was a far cry from his shed back home, even further from the lair that perfect Peter Parker had when he'd dropped into Miles' universe. But you know he had enough to be able to work with what he had available to him, scavenged from here and there. It wouldn't be enough to create a new power source for Clint all at once, that was a little beyond Peter's ability at the moment, but he could get there with a little bit of time and resources.

Glad for the excuse to get out, even though the walk wasn't long. Peter had started keeping himself busy getting things prepared for the bar, tracking down things like chairs and tables, bit by bit - it was going to be a piecemeal operation but what about this place wasn't? And it could be kind of charming.

So you know that was a thing, and now here he was getting ready to see what he could do for Clint and his buzzing ears, because no one needed to deal with that kind of thing if they could fix it.


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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-14 02:38 pm UTC (link)
This place had charm in spades some of the time, that was true. There was something that Clint kind of liked about piecing things together until they had something nice and almost workable. There was power now, and even if the water wasn't exactly where he wanted it to be, he could work around in his own place -- having found big gatorade style coolers and keeping them filled with water. An electric tea kettle, a hot plate. Stuff like that. COFFEE was looking better today than ever, because he and Kate had been putting a ton of work into it. It almost looked like a real coffee shop.

If real coffee shops were sparse, there was a lot of purple, and possibly in some sort of post-apocalyptic world. Or something.

Anyway, it wasn't his concern today -- Kate was off manning the barista aspects and Clint was here moping a little because his hearing was going. It was his own fault -- he usually turned 'em off at night to save the batteries but that didn't feel like a viable option here. Never knew what could happen in a place like this, so he'd kept 'em in and on and dealt with the side effects. Probably a poor choice. Oh well.

"Hey," he said, when he opened the door up for Peter, because hearing had nothing on Clint being a creeper and watching out the window to see when someone was coming. "What's up, man?"

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-14 08:12 pm UTC (link)
"Oh hey," Peter didn't startle exactly, but he definitely not expecting Clint to just sort of pop up like that, like he'd been waiting in the wings to jump out the second he arrived. Maybe he had, moping gave you a lot of time to keep an eye out after all, not that Peter could blame him of course - if their situations were reversed he'd be moping about it too.

"You know the usual, helping out the neighborhood where I can," He said, it was maybe a bit of a tease, both between the bar and now this though it left Peter feeling a little more like he was actually getting back to his roots in a way, sure it wasn't quite the plan he'd set out with when he'd left Miles but it was a start until he could get to that point. This was just a step.

But today they were going to get Clint sorted out, even if it was just a temporary fix before they got him a more reliable power source, the guy needed his ears and if Peter could help in that he was very happy to do what he could. "So let's see what we can do for you, gotta keep those ears working so you keep us all in coffee, right?"

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-14 08:38 pm UTC (link)
To be fair, they all had a lot of time for doing a lot of nothing but waiting in this town, even if they weren't moping. Which Clint definitely wasn't doing. Except for the part where he was. Because he was still a little touchy about his hearing, which was sort of dumb because he'd had plenty of time to adjust and this wasn't the first time he'd had a problem like this anyway. But there it was.

"I've heard that you were friendly in neighborhoods," Clint joked, because it was too damned easy. And it was always a good time for a joke, even when he had to do more lipreading than usual to get there.

"And yeah, totally. Coffee is important for everyone." Which was one way to look at it, right? He ushered Peter in a little more to shut the door behind him. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm sorry I don't have a couch. I don't think anyone has a couch." He plucked one of his hearing aids out from his ear and handed it over, because there was no reason they couldn't get down to business and shoot the shit at the same time.

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-14 08:56 pm UTC (link)
It was cheesy make, a joke that had been too easy to make, but it followed Peter's thinking and he couldn't help the huff of laughter that followed it. "Ah well you know us spiders." He grinned, "We do what we can." It was good though, whether he was back home solving bigger problems or here being able to make sure Clint kept on hearing, he could be a friendly neighborhood spider-man regardless.

"Coffee is important," Peter was fairly certain there were some of them that would have ceased functioning all together if Clint and Kate hadn't managed to get the whole coffee thing sorted out early on. Probably Clint and Kate actually, now that he thought about it, but thankfully that wasn't something they had to worry about, they took care of that so now he could help take care of this.

Peter waved off the couch thing because Clint was right, none of them had couches yet - at least he didn't think they did, he and Carol had a hard enough time bringing back what they had a couch would require a little bit more work than that he suspected. "I didn't have a couch back home either," He admitted after Clint had given him one of the hearing aids to get started on. Peter pulled out his tools and got to work, and well this was the sort of thing he missed too. It might not be a goober but he liked small tech like this, things he could focus on and figure out. "Just a mattress on the floor and piles of boxes." Maybe he'd been in the process of unpacking, maybe divorced life deserved nothing more than a mattress on the floor, it was hard to say really.

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-18 07:47 pm UTC (link)
The thing was, Clint did know the Spiders. Well, some of them. Clint knew just about everyone back home, so even if not everything translated right to these multidimensional travelers -- well. He had a pretty good idea anyway. And it was true -- pretty much every Spider-Person ever just liked doing good things for other people. It was a constant, apparently.

Coffee was important, yeah. Clint hadn't really been thinking about it before Kate and him and built it up off the ground, but it was maybe more important than the coffee itself. COFFEE was more about .... building a sense of community and purpose to a place that had none. Or something.

"I had a couch," Clint lamented, fidgeting with his other ear even as he watched Peter go to town on his hearing aid. He really did need a couch in here. Maybe a table. Was it time to get into wood working? "I loved that couch. I slept on that couch. One person fits pretty perfectly on a couch. I liked that." It'd have been sad, except a mattress on the floor and unpacked boxes really trumped Clint, he thought. Clint had a bed. He'd just... preferred not to use it much.

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-18 10:35 pm UTC (link)
Peter huffed a little while Clint mourned the loss of his couch, he got that of course - even if he hadn't left one, he'd kind of lost everything that he had loved about the home with MJ, you know and MJ too. But he wasn't going to wallow in that, that was the sort of thing you took care of in the shower - like a man. "Sometimes you just find the right couch and it's all you ever needed," Peter agreed, though he wasn't totally sure whether he meant the couch or MJ.

"But you know sometimes life just throws you a curve ball and suddenly a mattress on the floor and a pizza is what passes for a good Friday night." Yeah okay, being here now after all the space he'd had from the life he'd been living before he met Miles, before he'd ended up here - Peter could see that he was very quickly sliding down the scale into the realm of pathetic. But things had changed, he was better now, or trying to be at least. He wasn't going to be the same guy when he went back.

"Maybe you'll get lucky though and someone will bring one back here." The doors might be a little small for a couch, but he had faith that someone would figure out a way to get one back, even if that meant bringing it back in pieces. They were superheros, they could handle assembling some furniture right? Sure Peter's skills might lie a little more in small tech but he had faith in some of the others in that regard.

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-19 11:20 pm UTC (link)
Clint wasn't really sure if Peter meant the couch or a person either, and frankly he couldn't decide much himself, either. Even though it just... hadn't worked, sometimes he still missed Bobbi. They'd been together a long time. And hell, he missed Natasha too, and what could have been. Had been. Would have been? He wasn't really sure. They'd always been complicated. All he really knew though was that he wasn't getting the nuance of tone by mostly lip reading, so they could both just pretend they were talking about sofa cushions and not people. It was usually safer that way.

"You can't really go wrong with pizza," Clint offered, plucking his other hearing aid out because the ringing was worse than the silence. He could get by for a while without them. Peter was here, anyway, and he had that whole spider sense thing going for him. And so far, Starklandia had been pretty uneventful in terms of worrying about safety. He probably should have saved his batteries in the first place.

"Maybe we'll just find an Ikea planet," he went on, flopping down to sit in front of Peter. "Everything there comes in manageably sized boxes. So what do you think? Chargeable?"

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-19 11:48 pm UTC (link)
"You're right about that," Peter agreed, it was why he thought they needed a little bit of pizza here, they were all missing something, they'd been taken from some part of their life, whether it was a couch or a spouse or any number of things that they were missing. Something like pizza maybe it wouldn't solve all their problems but it would help smooth over some of the rougher parts of being stuck here in a place like this.

Peter laughed and nodded, "Yeah, just rows and rows of furniture waiting to be pieced together." He shook his head at the idea of it, it was a little terrifying, Ikea was kind of a harrowing place at the best of times, he could just imagine a whole world that was made up like an Ikea, how would you ever find your way out again?

Looking up from the hearing aid Peter nodded, "Yeah, I think we can get this chargeable. We might have to go with a temporary fix this first time then I'll gather up some stuff to make it last." Because ringing was no good to anyone and he could just imagine how much that sucked for Clint, so getting rid of the ringing was the first priority, keeping them powered long term came second.

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-20 12:30 am UTC (link)
"But all they need is an included allen wrench," Clint pointed out, probably a little on the loud side. Whatever, Peter'd forgive him. "You can't say that the headache of navigating the place wouldn't be worth it eventually. Ply wood is so much easier than cutting down a tree to build a bookshelf."

He probably shouldn't have been enamored with the idea of an Ikea so much. It just pointed out how very, very divorced and single he was. That's what places like that were for, after all. And college kids who didn't know any better.

"Really?" He asked, clearly enthused. "Oh my god, you're a life saver. Seriously, I've been not so secretly freaking out over this."

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-20 02:03 am UTC (link)
"Something better than that little," He bent a finger imitating the included wannabe screw driver that came with Ikea furniture. It was downright cruel to make a grown man twist that little thing round and round to get a new desk put together. "You think we're gonna need a lot of bookshelves here?" Clint was right about the plywood, but the thing was Peter hoped they weren't going to have to be here long enough to need things like bookshelves and like actual furniture. He had things to do back home, he couldn't be making a life here.

And if they were going to build a life, Peter thought maybe they all deserved better than Ikea furniture, even the divorced among them. Because maybe he hadn't had more than a mattress on the floor but if he was gonna bother with furniture he thought maybe he could probably do better than that here.

Peter grinned at the obvious relief in Clint's louder than usual tone. "Don't worry, I'm sure even if I hadn't been able to figure this out Mr. Stark probably could have taken care of it." They were in no short supply of engineers here at least, and that was probably a good thing at the end of the day. "We'll get you taken care of, no problem."

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-20 02:19 am UTC (link)
"I always made Tony come build the furniture," Clint admitted with something of a lopsided grin. This Tony wasn't the same as his own, but in some ways they definitely were. He was pretty sure this one would show up with a real wrench to get the work done, too.

Which was, kinda, why he hadn't asked Tony about his ears. Because he knew the guy would absolutely go out of his way to fix them but... "It's too much, you know? He seems pretty busy already, what with all the lights and the ... stuff. My problem's small and only mine." He didn't mean to say that he thought Peter was less important, or anything, although it probably came out like that anyway. "Er. Not like that. Just. I appreciate it, man."

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-20 03:45 am UTC (link)
"Helps to have a guy like that on speed dial." It made Peter want to get in touch a little more with the Tony his his own world, see how he was doing - maybe see if he couldn't build some more connections, make himself feel a little bit better than just a lone sort of hero guy in the world.

Peter arched an eyebrow when Clint admitted that he hadn't called on Tony for that reason in particular, Peter was absolutely certain that Clint was right, Tony would have done whatever he could to make sure that Clint's ears were in perfect working order if he'd asked. He shook his head when Clint played his problem off like it was something small. "Come on, you're a part of the team, what happens to one of us happens to everyone. I'm sure anyone of us would help you out as much as we could." Whether it was Tony or him or anyone else who had the right skills for this kind of thing.

It was one thing if they'd all been back home, they could go back to their own hidden places and nurse wounds and try and fix their own problems, here though they only had so many of them and they were each important to the whole. "I'm happy to help, man."

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-20 07:16 pm UTC (link)
Clint considered that for a moment, and tried his best not to feel shamed by Peter's kind words and frankly amazing teamwork pep talk.

"I guess," he allowed, although he'd been pretty damned used to going it alone recently, even if he had been on what sort of amounted to several groups at once back home. Personal problems had always been just that when it came to the Avengers. Probably at a great loss for all of them, because that's when all the stupid set in. But it was just what they were like sometimes.

"You give a good community speech for a guy who's well known for working on his own," Clint pointed out, not accusingly, but more curious.

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-20 10:08 pm UTC (link)
Peter definitely didn't want to shame Clint, but he definitely knew what it was to feel like your problems were small and your own only and you had to take care of them on your own rather than bring them to a larger group that could likely help you very easily. And well after he'd spent some time with the Spider-gang and now being here - well even he could admit things were better when you asked for help.

"Yeah," He huffed with a laugh, Clint's thought seeming to mirror his own. "That's a lesson I just learned recently, actually, right before I wound up here. It's one thing to kind of you know, be a friendly neighborhood spider, but sometimes you actually have to trust people." It was awkward, you know, laying out things he probably should have learned when he was a lot younger than this, but he'd spent so long trying to protect the people around them that he'd stopped going to them for help and look where it had gotten him. On a mattress on the floor entirely alone in the world.

"It's something I'm still working on," As with most good advice it was much easier to tell other people to folow it than try and do it yourself, so you know, that's where Peter was with that.

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-20 11:48 pm UTC (link)
"I just signed on to be a part time mentor of the West Coast Avengers," Clint admitted with a wry smile. It was funny because he was pretty sure no one should have trusted him with barely adults. Even if he had lead a group or two and even the Avenger's in the past. Sometimes he was up for it. Other times, not so much. His entire life for the last few years had been sort of Not So Much. "Someone adopted a baby land shark."

It was a distraction from the truth of matter though -- Peter was right. Sometimes you just had to trust other people. And if there was anyone he could trust, it'd be the people of this weird little group. Cap, Tony, Bucky and Peter here. It was a good group.

"Work in progress," he agreed with a huff that was probably meant to be a laugh.

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-21 01:20 am UTC (link)
"Yeah?" Peter asked grinning when Clint admitted that he'd just joined up with the West Coast Avengers, they hadn't been around a while where Peter was from, but maybe that meant they were something that would be coming back in his world too. But it was good hearing that Clint was going to do something like that, after his most recent adventure in mentoring Peter knew how much good could come out of something like that.

Of course then there was the mention of a land shark and Peter could only raise an eyebrow at the idea of that. "I didn't think land sharks were adoptable." That was a nice safe response to that, because Peter was pretty sure that thing was going to grow up and eat an Avenger.

Peter nodded, yeah, that's all any of them were really a work in progress. "There we go," Peter said handing back the first of Clint's hearing aids, "That'll be a temporary fix, I'll get together a couple of things and we can make sure they don't ever start doing the ringing thing again." He told him.

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[info]today_sucks
2019-04-21 10:30 pm UTC (link)
"Land sharks aren't adoptable," Clint said, nodding. Yeah. He was doing that. Or had been doing that. He liked to think maybe he could be a good influence on some of the younger ones, and that he could help Kate be the leader she already was - but better. But sometimes he just wasn't sure. And now he wasn't even there so... maybe it was a moot point? "His name is Jeff." They were all going to die someday.

Clint took the hearing aid back with a look of something close to relief. He tucked it in and around his ear and fidgeted with the volume control for a moment, his expression carefully blank before his shoulders relaxed somewhat. "Wow," he said, voice at a reasonable volume again, thank you. "That's-- way better. You saved the day. My skin is clear. My crops are flourishing."

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[info]pbandparker
2019-04-21 10:52 pm UTC (link)
"Jeff the unadoptable land shark." Peter said trying to wrap his head around that, "Well maybe it'll help to have some you know.... good people around him?" He suggested unhelpfully. "Keep him on the straight and narrow." Could land sharks be on the straight and narrow? He wasn't sure that was how it worked, sharks probably gonna eat people regardless of their upbringing.

Peter sat back and watched as Clint took the hearing aid back again waiting to make sure that it was good to go before he grinned. "Well you know I'm really good with skincare and house plants so I'm not surprised." Peter huffed lowly, "I'm glad I can help get this fixed for you." It was a small thing really, the sort of thing he'd have done for any of them, but it felt good too - to be of use, and making things better even just a little bit for someone.

"Okay I'll get this one fixed up too and then we can worry about keeping that charge a constant thing." It was good seeing Clint more relaxed like that.

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