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Eggsy (nothing_to_lose) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2015-12-30 20:55:00

Entry tags:

!closed, !plot, eggsy, ~peggy carter

Who: Peggy and Eggsy
Where: Unsure yet
What: Peggy is herself! Eggsy is... also herself... eh
When: Backdated! To that brief window of time where Peggy wasn't the Winter Soldier any more and Eggsy was still a girl
Rating: girly

Eggsy was making his way towards the hospital, fighting through the snow and swearing the whole way. There was no way he could run or even walk quickly through snow like this, and parkour was entirely out of the question. JB had the right idea, he reckoned, refusing to go out when the snow was even deeper than the little dog was tall, but it meant Eggsy had a free hand to carry a box with a couple of cupcakes in it so that Peggy (or Anna, as this weird version of her wanted to be called) could have something nice while they had some incredibly welcome tea.

A gust of wind hit him as he skidded rounded a corner, and knocked him flat on his arse, sending the box with the cupcakes inside flying. "Oh, you're shittin' me now! You havin' a fuckin' giggle, eh? Fuckin'... Fuck!" he grumbled as he got back to his feet and tried to brush the snow from his now-soaking clothes, before digging his phone out of his pocket and sending a quick text.

"Привет, Anna, this is Eggsy. I'll be round for tea in about five minutes. Think you can get to the hospital stores and find some spare blankets? I fell in the snow. Stop laughing!"

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nothing_to_lose
2015-12-30 10:10 pm UTC (link)

"Thank you!" He pushed the door shut behind him and stamped about a bit to get feeling back into his feet, then unbuttoned his Kingsman-issue coat and shrugged it off. He hung it up on the coat hook close by, then slipped off his boots as well. He hadn't bothered looking for girl-clothes, just making do with his own stuff. He'd only lost a couple of inches, height-wise, so the tracksuits didn't look too bad on him. Just a bit baggier than usual, really. His legs were soaking, though, and nowhere near warm.

He paused beside Peggy and gave her a quick hug once he was mostly free of wet clothing. "Good to see you's back. Anna was ...uh. Interesting? But she weren't you."

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offthepeg
2015-12-30 10:13 pm UTC (link)

"I take it you prefer the real me then?" Peggy asked, brushing the snow off his coat so it wasn't ruined with the wetness too badly. She recognised its cut and the stitching, her eyes flashing in recognition for the briefest of moments. "Come along, Eggsy, I'll find you some warm towels and some dry clothes. Bucky's slim, his things will fit you..." she muttered and lead him into the kitchen.

Peg messed around with the tea, making it exactly how Eggsy preferred it and sliding it to him, "Do you want something to eat? You're looking a little.. pale?" she guessed, judging by how blonde he was now.

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nothing_to_lose
2015-12-30 10:56 pm UTC (link)

He grabbed the tea and held it with both hands, taking a big mouthful of it before his hands protested at the sudden rise in temperature and he had to put the tea back down.

"Uh, yeah, food'd be great. I swear I didn't plan to come here and eat all your stuff, Peggy. I'd actually got some buns from the bakery for Anna to try but they got ruined when I fell over. Got hit with the wind, yeah? It'd cut you in two out there at times."

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offthepeg
2015-12-30 10:59 pm UTC (link)

"Poor lamb," she replied sympathetically, trying not to chuckle at his over eagerness with the tea. "I best not be eating cupcakes since I'm already the size of a house," she muttered and went through her pantry, "I can make you some eggs or beans on toast or a bacon sandwich?" she asked, trying to think of something to fill him up. "Why on earth were you even outside in this weather? I had to think twice sending my husbands out in that."

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	nothing_to_lose 2015-12-30 11:07 pm UTC (link)
	"Bacon! If that's okay?" he replied, before shrugging and pushing his too-long hair back from his face. "And I was goin' to see you, wasn't I?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

offthepeg
2015-12-31 06:11 pm UTC (link)

Laughing at the speed of his reply, she waddled to the fridge, "Bacon it is, the proper bacon mind, none of that streaky stuff my family likes. So strange..." she reached for a frying pan set him a few rashers to fry.

He still looked a little blue in the face, "You want to come with me and see if any of Bucky's clothes will fit you? You'll catch a death of clothes in those wet things."

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