࿐ྂ ༘֨𖦹 IN WHICH the world
gets in the way of
soulmates
𝖠𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐!𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝖮𝖢
𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿: I do not own any of the Sony & Disney (Marvel) characters that are in this book! I do however own...
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THE FORGE — nwh-post ( ASHLEE'S VERSION )
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THEY REMAINED HOLDING EACH OTHER AS THE WORLD AROUND THEM BEGAN TO CRACK. Strange had begun to build something of magic. Peter, who knew the moment to be the once-in-life-time opportunity his nerdy mind reached out for, still remained to hold onto Margaret. She didn't let go, nor did he. However the bliss could not last long forthey were pulled apart by the image of the sky cracking. "What the hell..." She muttered. "What's happening?"
"I-I have no clue." He whispered. His eyes jumped over the blue and purple rips in the unusually calm sky. She could see Stephen's rings of light around his wrists. He was beginning to see the cracks together - much like how she would when tending to a patient - to his best ability. "I feel like I've just done drugs." Peter muttered as his eyes danced across the falling sky.
Margaret nodded in agreement - though she had seen way more trippy things than Peter could even dream of. "Guys," Pastor Peter spoke through their comms. "Guys get over here quickly. I think Peter-ones about to do something he'll regret by morning."
Margaret and Peter shared a quick look. He got ready to swing, but Margaret grabbed his wrist. Without warning, she teleported them to where Pastor Peter was. Peter-three grabbed his stomach. The feeling of belching growing quick in his stomach for the feeling of teleporting was something he never wanted to feel again.
