Yes, it's just that you have a very uncommon last name. I was talking to your friend Stephen and it seems that the three of us are either from the same or adjacent worlds, and I guess what I'm saying is that I think I knew your mother.
Edited (used the same icon twice in a rowwww) 2018-11-21 04:01 (UTC)
[Out before she can stop herself - of course she remembers generally what her mother looked like, but details have become hazy with time and trauma and the twins only have a single picture.
Oh, she hates to be the bearer of bad news, but...]
Yes. And he seemed to think we knew each other from before. I don't think it's a detail he would have mistaken, though I had assumed it was because he knows me as an old man.
But yes, it is very possible I knew your grandmother then.
[Calling her Cuddles like that, he must really have a death wish. It's embarrassing, but it's also weirdly nice to be treated like a normal person (although she doubts Peter would still feel that way if he knew the truth of what she could do).
She opens the door to a softly-lit living room. Dinner is mostly done by the smell of it - look, the best way to keep him out of her way is to just remove the temptation.]
[ look at that, they might not have known each other well but she was already proving herself exceptionally intelligent in how to keep him from being a giant asshole just because it was fun. ]
I didn't but that would be a cool power.
[ all he had instead was some weird leftover stuff from the whole ego thing. nothing cool but enough to show off every once in awhile. ]
Smells good in here. [ it didn't smell like tofu, that was for sure. ]
Hey, put the face away. I was on Earth for eight whole years before I ended up being kidnapped to space. Can't be blamed for not focusing on geography of all things.
[ come on, boring. ]
Eastern Europe, got it. It'll be the first bit of Sokovian food I've had, then. Something new. What fun!
[ he's also pretty sure he hasn't had either of those in over twenty years so who knows how his tastes have changed. ]
That all you're serving? A spice and something that looks like solid milk? [ that was for that face, wanda. ] I could make something like that and I don't cook.
There's almost always a pun involved. Never find yourself in the crossfire of Will Graham and him. Nothing is worth that level of cheesy wordplay trauma. But to answer, no, not this time, thank God.
I've abruptly developed telekinesis. Not quite so easy to control as one might guess.
[ at least, not in his case. because his emotions are 24/7 exploding, especially during the few days this patara thing is going on. ]
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