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Tweak says, "I was so fuckin' scared . . ."

Carol Danvers (cpt_marvel) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-04-18 22:47:00

Entry tags:

america chavez (616), bucky barnes (mcu), carol danvers (mcu), clark kent (dctv), clint barton (616), evaan verlaine, gamewide plot, gwen stacy, janet van dyne (avac), kate bishop (616), klaus hargreeves (netflix), loki (616), peter b parker (sv), peter parker (mcu), remus lupin, rose tyler, sirius black, steve rogers (avac), steve rogers (mcu), tony stark (avac), tony stark (mcu), vision (mcu)

Who: Anyone who wants to come by
What: Grand-opening party!
Where: Pancho's Bar
When: Friday Night

The streamers were up (because Jan had insisted), and the bar was as ready as it ever would be. Alcohol was stored in a few make-shift shelves on the back wall and a relatively well-cobbled together bar was freshly polished and ready to go. It wasn't the most well-put-together, place, but Pancho's definitely resembled its namesake in terms of dim lighting, chipped tables and a floor that looked like it should be sticky. All in all, Carol was pretty proud of what they'd made. The minifridge was even a good choice since it allowed them to keep some drinks cold (they were going to have to find a larger one in the future, though).

She had warned Peter that the pizza oven needed to be ready by that evening, but she wasn't sure how on the ball with that he was. She'd been busy doing damage control on some electrical issues they were having with the fridge and double checking to make sure they actually had drinking cups (that took a little bit of maneuvering, but Clint came through with the coffee mugs). Yup, vodka from coffee mugs, a mini-fridge filled with a variety of stolen beers, and mismatched chairs. And, of course, the balloons. The annoying, awful squeaky balloons that had floated into a couple of corners of the room, save for the two that kept dragging on the floor and that Carol dreaded would pop at some point that evening. Definitely professional.

Karaoke was set up in one corner of the room with a make-shift stage and Christmas lights (Yes, more Christmas lights) decorating around it. Old 80s rock music blasted from the speakers for now, and Carol stood behind the bar, ready to serve as needed but more than willing to drag anyone else into the position should they so choose that evening.

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spider_kid
2019-04-23 04:03 am UTC (link)

Miles had no idea what was going on. One second he's walking home from a typical day of school, then he turns a corner and....he's just not here anymore. It wasn't New York. It wasn't even daytime! Panic struck almost immediately, his spider-senses going off telling him that something was NOT right. He was in a small town and there was no sign of anyone around him. He quickly dug out his cell phone to call his father, but there was no service. All the while, Miles kept walking and looking and walking- until finally, he found a place with lights and people!

And Miles did what he almost always did. He approached the situation rationally and calmly and he definitely was not over-reacting.

Okay, that wasn't true. He burst through the doors and looked around at the various people in the bar, his eyes wide and then going still and quiet. He had planned on asking for help, but then he froze. It didn't seem like a good idea to yell what the hell is going on right away, especially since it would probably just get him kicked out of the bar. And the fact that he was a minor probably wouldn't help if he wanted to stay.

Then, he saw him. No way. Nooooo way. Miles' mind was blank for a moment, staring directly at Peter B. Parker across the way talking to- wait, was that Gwen Stacy!? Okay, at least he knew faces! Miles concentrated hard and used his camouflage ability to blend in, quickly ducked and excused himself through the crowd, trying not to be noticed (especially by Gwen). He waited for the right moment for Gwen to stop talking to Peter and then sidled over trying to act not-so-obvious.

"Pssssst", he whispered, sitting at the bar and on hyper alert. Unfortunately for Peter, he was still cloaked. "Peter. It's me! Miles!"

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pbandparker
2019-04-23 04:50 am UTC (link)

It had been a good night so far, everyone seemed to be having a good time, no one was getting out of hand and well - it was pretty obvious that they'd needed something like this. A place to let out some steam and just relax for a little while and breathe and you know have some kind of fun. Peter wasn't sure it was the kind of fun that any of them might have chosen if they were back home again, but all things considered, this was a kind of fun that they got here and that was worth something.

He hadn't given Gwen too much to drink but she was well on her way when they went their own separate ways, and Peter was checking to make sure everything was okay behind the bar, cleaning up just a little because that was going to be the part of all of this that could ruin them, who wanted to clean? Certainly not Peter, but he wanted to be able to keep this going so necessary evils and all that.

Peter perked up a little when he thought he heard someone try and catch his attention, but there wasn't anyone at the bar, certainly no one sitting there waiting to be acknowledged and he continued working until he heard it again and not just a quiet whisper for attention, but his name and then...

"Miles?" He had to be imagining that, Miles couldn't be here, that was crazy, Miles was back home he was living his life he was Spider-Man he wasn't stuck here with them. "No, no, no, no, no no no no no, Miles you can't be here."