But a Number ch. 4One of the most prominent features in Bruce that noticeably stuck with Peter was how he explained things. Topics that could run from his scientific theories to others by top named scientists featured in Time Magazine or on the Discovery Channel. With each subject in science and physics that interested him, he would pull them apart layer by layer. Cleaning out old data that was used, and replacing it with, in his words, the correct evaluations that should have been established. Scoffing at the incredulous habit that these men had of presenting themselves as so-called "brilliant minds" when they would only show off certain parts of any discovery that the public would be interested in, that is implying that the common man took interest in science aside from when it was featured on the news for less than a week. To put it simple, Bruce hated the news.
What he adored was having friends like Tony and Peter with whom he could go into vivid detail with anything, even if they disagreed. That, h
But a Number ch. 3"How long?"
Peter nearly jumped out of his skin as he turned quickly to his right to see Pepper leaning against the doorway that leads down to his bedroom. He calmed down and settled his eyes upon hers only to lose his shit right after. Arms crossed with a stone expression it was clear that she meant business, and would not put up with any of Peter's bullshit this time. Pepper was like a surrogate mother to him. Her walking in on him and Bruce was about just as bad as Tony or Steve doing it. Swallowing the heavy lump that had been gathering in his throat, Peter could all but look at Pepper. He felt an incredible wave of disappointment wash over him. He gathered his bearings and forced himself to look at her square in the eye.
"Just ah eh," he cleared his throat. "Just over two months."
She brought herself off of the doorway, and stepped towards him. Nodding she exhaled a bit, and put her hands up to his face. Standing up on her tippy-toes, because this kid was getting to be so d