Sorry I Almost Killed Your Girlfriend - Pete and Pete

[st_arlord]

Quill felt terrible for yesterday. He had argued it wasn't his fault, but he knew Peter had been right. Quill was the adult and he needed to be responsible. I pushed her and I knew she wasn't ready...

He sighed as he hung out by the pool bar and tried to figure out the best way to approach Peter and talk about it. He hated talking about things. He liked ignoring stuff. If something like this happened between him and Rocket, they'd ignore it and move on until Quill apologized by taking a bullet or something for Rocket and they'd officially move on and things would be forgiven. Peter Parker seemed more like the talking type.

He twirled around a mimosa thoughtfully. It was 11am, so mimosas were classy.

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[st_arkintern]

Even if it’s not true… it really does feel like Quill is being vulnerable around him. And somehow, Peter feels some sort of obligation to be vulnerable in turn. Logically, he knows that it doesn’t make any sense, but emotionally, it’s exactly how he feels.

“They call me Penis Parker,” he says. “I really do try to not let it bother me, but…”

It’s not easy.

“How’d you get it to stop bothering you?"

[st_arlord]

"You're probably not going to like my answer," he said honestly. "I picked a fight with the biggest a-hole and caused him to lose a few teeth."

He sat back.

"But we all have our own way of fighting," he said. "You said Peter Parker isn't a puncher. So how does Peter Parker fight? I imagine it might be the same way Liz fights. Liz, who doesn't have an alternate ego to go to when she needs to."

[st_arkintern]

Peter thinks about it.

"I really don't," he says, though he still thinks, hoping he can pull together something. "I mean, I argue sometimes. Mostly with Mr. Stark."

But was that really his way of fighting?

[st_arlord]

Quill doesn't appear to be buying it.

"Okay, Pete," He said, "You're stuck in a room. Let's say your bedroom. Window's been barred, door's been locked. All your powers are gone and you're hungry and need to pee. How do you, Peter Parker, get out?"

[st_arkintern]

Peter considers this.

"I'd probably knock on the door until May let me out."

Not a particularly exciting method of escape. He's not even sure if it's the kind of escape Quill wanted. But it was the first solution that popped in his mind.

[st_arlord]

"Alright, my bad." He said. "No one else is around. You're in some Madonna Inn stuff. A room in some other dimension so the only person you can rely on is you."

[st_arkintern]

"I'd probably look around first," he says. "Make sure I knew my surroundings. And once I did that, I'd find what tools I could use to get out of there based on what I knew from looking around."

That might not be specific enough.

"I'd probably build something to help," he says. "Or look for weaknesses."

[st_arlord]

"See? There you go," He said with a hand gesture. "You'd use your smart brain to solve the problem. Nothing wrong with that either. That's Peter Parker's super power, fyi."

[st_arkintern]

"I don't feel like I'm really smart when it comes to know how to deal with Flash, though," Peter admits, thinking about the time where he was almost going to show up as Spider-Man to the party just to prove Flash wrong.

But that leads Peter to his next question:

"What's Peter Quill's superpower?"

[st_arlord]

Huh...

"Peter Quill and Star-Lord are pretty much one and the same," He said. "Just for some weird reason not a lot of people like to call me Star-Lord. Pretty sure it's because they're too impressed with the name. But I'm me, dude. You get what you get."

He gestured to himself to demonstrate he was an 'open book.'

[st_arkintern]

Peter has to admit, Quill is pretty much exactly what you see is exactly what you got. There really wasn't ever a time when he wasn't sure what he was thinking.

"Liz's probably going to be getting out soon," he says. "I should probably go pick her up."

[st_arlord]

"Yeah, sure, of course." He said, nodding. "Tell her I hope she's feeling better. Or, well, only tell her if you think she'd want to hear it."

[st_arkintern]

"I will," Peter says, rising to his feet. "Thanks, Mr. Star-Lord."

Peter stands awkwardly at the table for the moment, deliberating whether or not this is a hugging moment, then finally decides that maybe it'd be weird. Instead he shoots Quill a smile and makes his way to the door.