Yeah. Me, Mom, Gramps, and Grandma. We'd pile into Gramps' truck and drive over to Wentzville.
[ There was a point in time when Peter used to talk up his home planet more than this; he'd warp the stories, make everything on Earth seem grander, more badass than they actually were.
He hasn't completely kicked the habit, but with Gamora, at least, he finds it easier to just tell things as they were. Easier still to share the happier memories. ]
I'd run around all day, getting a sugar high from stuff like this and that— [ he points to the funnel cake in front of him, then to the baggie of cotton candy with his fork. ] —and come home with an armful of crappy stuffed animals and one hell of a sunburn.
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[ There was a point in time when Peter used to talk up his home planet more than this; he'd warp the stories, make everything on Earth seem grander, more badass than they actually were.
He hasn't completely kicked the habit, but with Gamora, at least, he finds it easier to just tell things as they were. Easier still to share the happier memories. ]
I'd run around all day, getting a sugar high from stuff like this and that— [ he points to the funnel cake in front of him, then to the baggie of cotton candy with his fork. ] —and come home with an armful of crappy stuffed animals and one hell of a sunburn.