With great power comes great hideousnessincywincyheroMarch 20 2011, 00:48:15 UTC
[ Fine then, Peter will just cuddle his pillow instead. And occasionally make snuffling noises which are simultaneously endearing and yet incredibly irritating. ]
this is olesia's fault, no reallyincywincyheroMarch 20 2011, 05:37:46 UTC
Oh, hey, there it --
[ A slightly undignified scramble ensues as Peter attempts to retrieve his underwear from under the bed without displaying any more of his bits than are already on display.
There's a noise of triumph, then a distinct pause. After a few more moments Peter emerges with his face flushed and a bit of white cloth wadded in one hand. He raises his fist to show Tony ... a pair of boxer briefs. Specifically, a pair of boxer briefs that have been ripped almost in half. ]
Gosh, the stock market must've been really exciting last night.
LMALKSDJFASDF Why do I not have the bukkake pic anymore...liverletdieMarch 20 2011, 05:40:55 UTC
[ He'd been covering his face up until Pete started talking. He opens it, looks at the boxers, and his lip curls in something that looks like disgust. ]
I'm only pointing out that on the scale of things I need to avoid being brought up on charges of public indecency, pants rank just a teensy bit higher than underwear.
[ Grumpyface. So Peter's not a supermodel, there's no need to get all "oh noes beer goggles" about it. ]
Is this some kind of passive-aggressive denial thing? Because you once gave me a silk t-shirt when my clothes were an elevator ride away -- and I've made a point of never thinking about where the boxers came from, or how I woke up wearing them -- so I'm not sure why it's so unfeasible to loan me pants.
[ It's canon. Gloriously inexplicable canon, but canon. ]
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[ So not buying it, Boss. ]
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[ DENIES REALITY FOREVER. ]
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Well, I guess if anyone could find naked former teammates conducive to a productive work environment, it would be you.
[ That triggers another train of thought, and he looks around a little anxiously. ]
Speaking of, where the heck is my underwear?
[ He looks back at Tony, blushing, but chin determinedly held high. ]
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No clue. Sorry.
[ A slightly genuine apology. He really doesn't want to see Pete looking around for them. ]
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[ A slightly undignified scramble ensues as Peter attempts to retrieve his underwear from under the bed without displaying any more of his bits than are already on display.
There's a noise of triumph, then a distinct pause. After a few more moments Peter emerges with his face flushed and a bit of white cloth wadded in one hand. He raises his fist to show Tony ... a pair of boxer briefs. Specifically, a pair of boxer briefs that have been ripped almost in half. ]
Gosh, the stock market must've been really exciting last night.
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Maybe your webs got stuck to it.
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What? Do you want the blanket? You can have the blanket.
[ AND BEFORE HE CAN SAY EW PENIS, that creepy yellow crap is already turning on. ]
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You're buying me breakfast. And new underwear.
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[ Grumpyface. So Peter's not a supermodel, there's no need to get all "oh noes beer goggles" about it. ]
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So maybe your pants are in better condition. Make a toga or something with the sheet.
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[ It's canon. Gloriously inexplicable canon, but canon. ]
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