blabbering | saltburnt

He said you were his ward and that he helped you out when he could.

Wait. So he knows you're Peter, too? As in he knows you, Peter, are Spider-Man.

[a beat.]

a ward?? like robin??

[what.]

anyway yeah he made the peter spider-man connection instantly
so i guess other me's secret identity isn't actually a secret
which seems kind of stupid but hey what do i know??
maybe other me has his reasons

Oh. Do you think Iron Man is your Batman?

Okay. Okay. I mean, he did show me his suit when I already knew his real name, and then he told me his superhero name. So maybe in this other world no one keeps it a secret?

maybe
maybe he drives a really cool car

[it does make him wonder why he's someone's ward, in this other universe. what happened to aunt may? he's —

aggressively not going to think about that.]

so he's iron man
he told me about an ant man
listed a bunch of other guys' names too
i guess everyone knows who everyone is there

He did sort of give off a fancy car vibe when I met him.

Ant Man? Is he really small?

I'm still wrapping my head around all of this.

[guy who thinks when i met him just means on the app or walking around the house somewhere.]

yeah i could see that
i mean from his picture like
that's a fancy car guy

and that's apparently what ant man does
he gets really small
uses something called a pym particle that shrinks stuff?? would love to know how that works tbh

[ His picture. So they haven't actually met in person yet.

It's a little bit of niggling guilt in her stomach, now that they've gotten through the initial debrief--enough to distract from any interest in potential shrink rays. ]

Can I tell you something? Promise me you won't freak out.

[oh. yeah, if she's not immediately jumping on the shrinking stuff? this is serious.]

yeah
yeah, of course
and i promise i won't freak out
scout's honor

[not that she can see it, but he also, quite literally, salutes after typing that.]

Okay. You know that party with all the candies?

I met Mr. Stark there. I had no idea

I didn't know that he knew you. Other-you.

Is that completely weird? [ Probably not weirder than anything else they've discussed today. But the personal stakes feel high. ]

[there's a whole mental process that goes on here. the first part of it thinks: met? why would he freak out that gwen met a person? then the second part connects: the party with the candies. that met means met, and —

okay. okay.]

no

i mean, maybe it is a little
but this whole house is weird
and honestly what's a lot weirder is that there's someone who knows another me and we're all here in the same place

so you know scale of weirdness?
i think we gotta consider it relative to that

Yeah, scale of weirdness makes sense.

Normally I'd be a little worried about someone else knowing your secret? Someone else neither of us know, I mean. But it sounds like he cares about you.

[ A couple minutes later, because scale of weirdness hasn't totally soothed the knot in her stomach, ]

Would it also be weird to talk about the other people we've been with here? I wonder if we should.

But I guess before you answer that question, I just want to say that you're really important to me. Nothing changes that.

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