I'm not going to drop out of school!
Not unless aliens attacked again and the world was ending and the Avengers like, all showed up at my apartment to be like 'Peter, we need you, calculus won't matter in the apocalypse'. Although calculus could matter in the apocalypse if we had to, uh, quantify and allocate resources and stuff.
And you're a Doctor too, right? So you could write me a note.
But I'm pretty good with books, actually, sir. So maybe I could take an evening class?
Not unless aliens attacked again and the world was ending and the Avengers like, all showed up at my apartment to be like 'Peter, we need you, calculus won't matter in the apocalypse'. Although calculus could matter in the apocalypse if we had to, uh, quantify and allocate resources and stuff.
And you're a Doctor too, right? So you could write me a note.
But I'm pretty good with books, actually, sir. So maybe I could take an evening class?
[For a small, genius level nerd, a couple of hours of ancient Sanskrit would sound ridiculously badass, and very much like the first step toward his first expelliarmus. How he'd fit it in is always the question, but Peter stacks up his life like his library books: always too much checked out at once.]
You mean before the Avengers or before the uh, spider thing? College scholarships, I guess. If I can get into biophysics at Empire State U plus a part time job we should be able to afford it.
You mean before the Avengers or before the uh, spider thing? College scholarships, I guess. If I can get into biophysics at Empire State U plus a part time job we should be able to afford it.
That's kind of how he knew he wanted his hands on me. Which sounds a whole lot weirder than I meant it.
[Tony hasn't given him any handouts so far, besides the uniform, but that's for work. It's not something Peter's expecting, anyway. The legacy of struggle's not taking that kind of thing for granted. His aunt probably wouldn't even accept the offer.]
But you really will? You mean it? My grades wont slip, sir, I promise, I know I can't let my studies go or I won't be able to help Aunt May. The whole vigilante thing's kind of part of that, too. I gotta do whatever I can. It's just I can do more, now.
[Tony hasn't given him any handouts so far, besides the uniform, but that's for work. It's not something Peter's expecting, anyway. The legacy of struggle's not taking that kind of thing for granted. His aunt probably wouldn't even accept the offer.]
But you really will? You mean it? My grades wont slip, sir, I promise, I know I can't let my studies go or I won't be able to help Aunt May. The whole vigilante thing's kind of part of that, too. I gotta do whatever I can. It's just I can do more, now.
OK sir, sorry si
I mean, sorry Doctor Strange,sir. That's kind of a crazy name by the way. Like, who knew you were going to turn out to be both an actual doctor and actually strange? Not that you were called Doctor before you were one, probably, and hey no offense at the strange thing, which would be pretty rich from someone who can walk up walls. But dude, seriously, it's like if my real name was Doctor Stickyfeet.
Anyway, thanks. I appreciate it, really. How long do you think it'll take me to pick up Paseltongue?
I mean, sorry Doctor Strange,
Anyway, thanks. I appreciate it, really. How long do you think it'll take me to pick up Paseltongue?



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