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((Quick q. I can't remember if Pepper took Tony's last name or kept her own?))
((Quick q. I can't remember if Pepper took Tony's last name or kept her own?))
(She kept her's)
"No, you don't get it." She shook her head, face scrunching up. "She's already pissed I took after dad, hero-wise. But dive bombing the ground like that? Certain death-"
Th elevator dinged to announce the arrival of it's passenger, and Pepper Potts strode out before the door had even opened all the way. And she didn't look too happy. "Margaret Virginia Stark, what were you thinking?"
Klaus scooted away from Peggy just before she walked through, and decided the best course of action was to study the gunshot wound. This is incredibly awkward.
Peggy winced at the use of her full name, shooting Pepper an apologetic and strained smile. "Would it be better or worse if I told you I wasn't?"
"Worse." Pepper said shortly, coming to a stop in front of the love seat and crossing her arms as she looked down at her daughter. Her eyes flickered to Klaus, examining him. "Are you the boy I keep hearing about?"
"Depends," he admitted, rubbing his nose with his good hand. "I'm Klaus."
Pepper looked between the two, softening a bit. "It's nice to finally get the chance to meet you, Klaus. Please, call me Pepper."
"Um…..okay," he said, then turned to Peggy. "Do you want me to leave so you and your mom can talk?"
"I don't want you to go." She said, biting her lip once she realized just what she'd said. "Er-I mean, I'd rather you didn't, but you can, if you want to."
He looked over at Pepper for a moment, then shrugged and settled back down in his seat. "Then I'll stay. Why'll we're here, we should probably talk about the suit."
(("That's all the numbers I know!" SAME. Also I'm living for the irony of a fingerprint being a burglar))
"A suit?" Pepper raised an eyebrow at Peggy, who rubbed the back of her neck with her good hand.
"Yeah." She nodded, eyes flickering to Klaus. "To keep him from getting shot again. What exactly did you want to talk about, with the suit?"
"If it's realistic or not," he said with a shrug. "We should at least run it by one of your parents."
"Well, it should be, but what do you think, mom?" She looked up at Pepper, raising an eyebrow.
"That depends on what you are trying to do, exactly." Pepper said, pulling a chair over and sitting down. "The suit is for you, Klaus?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said, feeling a bit more comfortable by the moment. He even risked scooting a bit closer to Peggy. "Peggy put the art over there," he said, point over to the desk they were at.
She definitely didn't notice the way he scooted closer to Peggy, but stood, making her way to the desk to grab the sketchbook before sitting back down. "It could work." She mused, looking over the design concepts. "How does the symbiote work, when it comes attaching itself to clothing and the like?"
"It just, like, fills the available space." He looked down at his shirt. "Fits in between the threads of my shirts and pants, clings to the inside of protective gear and the like. I haven't found anything that it couldn't stay on."
"Interesting. You both seem confident that this will work." Pepper mused, handing the sketchbook to Peggy. "It seems worth a try."
"It's never not worked before," he said, rubbing his nose a little aggressively. "Can't imagine it not now."
"I'll still need your height, weight, and your clothing measurements." Peggy pointed out, raising an eyebrow,
"I'll get those to you by tomorrow," he promised, dropping his hand back to his side. "I'd rather heal up first, to be honest."
"Down time? Nice." Peggy slouched, leaning back against the couch as she nodded her head to a song she'd had stuck in it.
"Well, I'll be taking my leave." Pepper said, standing and nodding to the two. "Rest up, both of you. You in particular will being doing a lot of that," She pointed at her daughter. "While grounded." And with that, she headed back into the elevator.
Klaus couldn't help but snort in surprise, turning his head away to hide his smile from Peggy. "Goodbye, Ms. Pepper."
Peggy groaned, burying her face in her hands as her mother left with a wave directed at Klaus. "Aw man!"
"It was a bit stupid," he pointed out turning back to Peggy with the smile still on his face.
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