[he snorts, too, head shaking fondly at the both of them. nothing has ever been 'easy' for mutants and peter knows that, but it's funny to think back when he was younger, when things really were more simple and all he dealt with was stupid comments about his hair he could ignore.] Thanks, man.
You know I did. [his grin is the absolute definition of smug.
as they being leaving the junkyard, that little thing starts happening again. the hairs on the back of his neck stick up, like an invisible intuition he's never been able to describe and that's when he sees it--] Logan, look out—! [but he knows they won't be able to brake fast enough.
everything stops, the vehicle door flies open and quicksilver dives out, scooping a small puppy up underneath his arm. he can feel the tire on his fingertips, smell the hot rubber just as he tumbles them out of the way and time becomes normal again.]
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You know I did. [his grin is the absolute definition of smug.
as they being leaving the junkyard, that little thing starts happening again. the hairs on the back of his neck stick up, like an invisible intuition he's never been able to describe and that's when he sees it--] Logan, look out—! [but he knows they won't be able to brake fast enough.
everything stops, the vehicle door flies open and quicksilver dives out, scooping a small puppy up underneath his arm. he can feel the tire on his fingertips, smell the hot rubber just as he tumbles them out of the way and time becomes normal again.]