Peter "Bra Snatcher" Parker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nomoneystillproblems) wrote2014-12-03 09:15 pm
nomoneystillproblems) wrote2014-12-03 09:15 pm
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call me maybe
parker.peter@cdc.org
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ed you've seen me you know i did not get fat
i just got sick a lot and cried into my pillow about the cruel cruel world
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
god what use are you. if they have movies again on the ship and that one's there, i'm taping you to the chair and you'll ENJOY IT
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
whoops on my way i guess
[And rather than use whatever apparatus there is to shimmy up to their fort, Peter ricochets between the trunks and branches, advancing like a pinball on a winning streak to the nearest abode.
He pauses then.]
It would help if you guys had door numbers.
[Does he start knocking or...?]
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Sounds rough.
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
It's really that good, huh? [ Ed is pretty sure he heard something that sounds like Peter's voice but he's too busy reading a book to go check it out. Sorry bro.
Below Peter, Pop gives him a bark. ]
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it's iconic, you better like it
[He's startled, pausing midway through a message to Ed asking where he would find his most esteemed of tree tents, but then he hears it. Peter looks down.]
Oh hi. Demon dog.
[He stays perfectly still.]
So. Is this like Lassie, Pop? You gonna lead me to your master?