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[the_amazing]

Hey, you've reached Peter's phone. Leave me a message, or just text like a normal person.

[Beep!]

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[hybrid_prince]

And you're in a mood where you're pretending not to get the jokes we normally sling. What's up Peter?

[the_amazing]

Nothing's up. We communicate by sending memes and jokes back and forth to each other. That's all there is to us, isn't it?

[hybrid_prince]

What the hell, Peter? We're friends and allies. Just because our texts are light, doesn't mean we're only them.

[the_amazing]

[Allies. Fine, he could work with that.]

Of course, you're right. Fellow soldiers should be allowed to have downtime. We can have lighthearted and serious conversations. I've just been tense with returning to the hotel, I guess.

[hybrid_prince]

You're not sounding like you.

[the_amazing]

[Or perhaps closer than just allies. This shouldn't be this difficult. How frustrating.]

Who do I sound like?

[hybrid_prince]

Idk, Mystique trying to be Spiderman?

[the_amazing]

Do you really think she'd waste time pretending to be me over a text message when she could just as easily ignore said messages?

Should I just go back to sending you another picture and we'll move on?

[hybrid_prince]

Ah ha! But if she saw you are prone to quick message responses, then it would be suspicious if you didn't reply!

[the_amazing]

That sounds like putting way too much thought into impersonating someone in their text messages.

[Although now he's regretting trying to do so.]

While we're at it, how do I know you're not someone else doing an impersonation?

[hybrid_prince]

Literally a Skrull. It might not be something I LIKE doing, but I do think about it. Hell, I've impersonated you a few times, so that's more thought.

Also, seriously? Accusing the shapeshifter of having been replaced? Just because my grandmother did it ONCE doesn't mean it happened here.

[the_amazing]

A Skrull? What is that?

[He's not getting anything coming to mind right away from the double's memories, but it's probably something he should know. It definitely wasn't there on the surface like names were. His cover might be blown here.]

[hybrid_prince]

Who are you and where is Peter?

[Oh now he's CERTAIN this isn't Peter, and he's gone from teasing and confused to full on fury.]

[the_amazing]

[He can feel the anger through the text. Best to cut his losses and run.]

I'm the new and improved version. The one who doesn't whine about his life and dither on every single decision. The one who actually gets shit done.

No one is going to miss him, trust me.

[hybrid_prince]

I'll find you and stop you so Peter can come back

[the_amazing]

Ooh, scary.

Come and find me, then.

[He doesn't respond after this.]

[hybrid_prince]

I will. I've always got the backs of the Avengers

voice; (before Everything is Getting Blurry)

[assays]

[They needed to talk. She had put it off for longer than intended.]

Peter, it's Peggy. I was hoping we could have a catch up in person. Can we meet for a coffee?

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[the_amazing]

[There is no word or phrase that can properly express how much he does not want to have this conversation. Ever since he figured out what happened, he'd been so embarrassed that he'd been avoiding Peggy altogether. How did he even begin to apologize for what his evil counterpart had done?]

Sure, that sounds great. I'm free now if you are.

[No wonder lying is on his sins list. His voice is almost sickeningly sweet as he replies to her.]

[assays]

[The embarrassment is shared by her, but they can't avoid each other forever. Peter was a friend and she preferred to have them talk about what happened rather than ignoring it. In person was her first choice and meeting in a neutral location would make the conversation easier.]

I am free, yes. Shall I meet you in the hotel lobby?

[Her voice is steady.]

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[the_amazing]

Works for me. I'll see you there in a few.

[He 'hangs up' and makes his way down to the lobby. He sits on one of the couches there, looking and feeling incredibly awkward while he does. Would she forgive him? Was the calm voice he heard just her holding back an explosion of hurt and fury? Peter leans back and tilts his head up to look at the ceiling.]

Parker Luck Syndrome existing in Hell is proof that the universe hates me.

[assays]

[Peggy arrives in the lobby a few minutes later and makes her way over to Peter, standing a few feet away from him. She doesn't say anything at first, but she has a neutral expression on her face. There are other people around in the lobby, though they were more interested in their own conversations.]

Hello, Peter. Thank you for coming to meet me.

[She gives him a smile.]

How are you?

[the_amazing]

[When Peggy arrives, Peter looks up, praying that his face isn't turning red. She looks calm, but it could be that she has an unbelievable amount of self-control. Sigh. Best to get this over with.]

Of course.

I guess I'm as well as can be expected, what with being in Hell and all.

[He shifts over slightly so that there's room for her on the couch, too. But he doesn't blame her if she wants to keep her distance.]

[assays]

Good point.

[Peggy replies, taking a seat beside him. She has no issue with being close by to have their overdue conversation.]

I am sure you’ve already realised what this is about. So if you prefer me to start, I can do that, Peter.

[Even when she isn’t entirely sure what to say to him in full. Maybe the thoughts will come out once she starts talking.]

[the_amazing]

Sure, go ahead.

[He's ready for her to tell him that their friendship is over. That she never wants to see him again. That if he gets anywhere near her, she'll throw him to the demons for unending torture. All rational reactions, of course.]

Probably best to just get right to it.

[He'd give anything for more than one building to swing from right now. Flying around the city always helped him forget painful things.]