Tuesday 3:45 pm
"Ah!" Peter jumps, knocking down the Lego set.
"Dude. What the fuck?" Ned asks, annoyed.
Peter doesn't respond.
"Pete?" Ned asks, now concerned.
"I-I think they wrote back."
"Wait, what?"
"I felt a sensation I've never have before. Not painful or uncomfortable but a twinge. People say that's how it feels right?"
"Yeah, Pete. That's how it feels."
It's silent for a moment. Ned's soulmate drew lines and random words for two years and then nothing. They don't talk about it.
"Well, check."
"It's on my thigh." Peter says, shily.
"Are you going to let dysphoria keep you from the happiest moment in your life."
"No." He says, immediately unbuckling his pants.
Ned can barely contain himself. Peter raises his boxers a bit.
Hi, congratulations.
Peter screams and falls on Ned's bed.
"Dude, what does it say?
Peter's shaking his head up and down and tearing up.
"Pete, not to cross boundaries. But I am so worried, I'm about to check myself."
"They said hi and congratulations under what I wrote about top surgery." Peter says, sitting up.
Ned's eyes widen.
"So they are happy for you?"
"Yeah."
"They aren't transphobic?"
"Nope."
"They want to talk?"
"Yean."
"They bloody exist?"
"We're not British."
"They exist, aren't transphobic but happy for you, and want to talk?
"Yeah." Peter says, falling back on the bed.
"Why are you not replying."
Peter shoots up.
"Right! Dude, give me a pen. I need a pen."
Ned chuckles and hands one over.
Tuesday 4:00 pm
Hi, thanks.
How are you?
I'm good! I'm good. A bit excited.
I can tell.
Exclamation marks!
Response time.
Oh. Am I responding too quickly?
No, love.
Love *voice squeaks*
I have to call you something.
But so romantic?
Do you not like it?
Shy: no. I like it.
Good. Well, our thighs are covered. And I need to tell my brother. Talk before bed?
Yes, yes of course.
Bye, love.
Bye.
Tuesday 4:15 pm
Loki dresses and goes looking for Thor. They find him staring at the toaster again.
"Brother." Loki sighs.
"I just don't get it. Brother." Thor looks at them. "Sister."
"Sibling."
"Ah."
"Are you planning to eat more pop tarts? Cause dad may have given an abundance but it will still run out at some point."
"No. Just thinking."
"About?"
"Darcy."
"Ah."
"Can I contact her without hurting Jane?"
"I believe so but I don't know for sure."
"Ah, the risk may not be worth the benefit."
Loki touches his shoulder in companionship.
"What of you, sibling? You hurried off to your room."
"I don't know how much Earth culture fascinates you or what you know of it."
Thor looks at Loki closely.
"What do you know of soul mates, Thor?"
"They write back and forth upon the skin. They can not reveal details about themselves that reveal exactly who they are. But they can make plans to meet. Jane's died."
There's quiet.
"Why?" Thor asks.
"It seems being human is enough. I have a soulmate."
"Can I hug you?"
"Yes." Loki smiles.
Thor swings them into a hug.
"I wish you every happiness. Maybe they can keep you good."
"Whatever."
Tuesday 4:15 pm
"They called me love."
"I wonder if they're British." Ned teases.
Peter shoulders Ned.
"I'm very happy for you, Peter." Ned says, a little too emotional.
"Thanks, dude."
Peter tries to think of something to relieve the tension when his news alert on his phone goes off.
The Lizard is back.
"Trouble?" Ned asks.
"Yeah. I'm sorry."
"You need to save our area of New York. I get it. Did your soulmate says anything else?"
"They said they wanted to talk before bed." Peter says, picking up his backpack. "Wait what timezone are they in?"
"Just respond when you feel it or in the morning when you see it."
"Okay."
"Tell me about it tomorrow at school."
"Will do. Stay safe." Peter says going to the window.
"Thanks to you, I will."
Peter gives his best friend a smile and swings out.