Status: Just a fun random story for you guys (feat. Tom Holland)

EP and Boy Wonder: The Tale of Pierre Bouvier and the Part Plasma Prince

“I need to get home.”

Jersey State was an ancient civilisation. Stark told us that historians weren’t sure how old their world was. Even after much research, which Stark himself spearheaded, they were still no closer to determining what age they were in. But, what they did know was that humans were at the peak of their evolutionary stage. Super humans existed without the intervention of science and that was just a crazy thought in itself.

Tony pointed out that super enhanced animals were also a thing as well. Case in point, the spider that bit Peter wasn’t genetically modified by humans, it just happened to exist in its current form in the Wild.

I couldn’t get my head around such ideas. They seemed almost too fantastical.

I guess I would have plenty of time to mull over those thoughts from inside this cell, though.

Oh, I didn’t mention that did I? I’m stuck inside a cell with Tom because they decided we were asking too many questions. Stark was able to tell us what I just told you, but then all of a sudden alarms went off around us and we were surrounded by armed security who, without taking any notice of our protests, escorted us out of Stark Tower and to the local precinct.

Peter argued the whole way, as did Pierre. And I have no idea where they were taken as they separated us. I could still feel Pierre, though. His presence. And that was a big relief.

Tom was pacing on the opposite side of the cell of me, his anxiety rolling off him in waves.

“What’re we supposed to do now? And where did they take the others?”

I shook my head. “I don’t know, Tom.”

He paused to look at me. “Can’t Pierre teleport back to us?”

I lifted my shoulders, attempting nonchalance. “There could be something preventing him from doing so. Or he could be waiting for the right time.”

Tom swivelled on his heels and frowned at me. “How can you be so calm?”

I smiled a little. “I can still feel Pierre.”

“You know where he is?”

I shook my head. “I can’t tell that. I can only feel his mind.” I rubbed at my arms. “It’s hard to explain.” I closed my eyes and said, “I can’t read his mind. It’s just a feeling.” I scrunched up my face. “Well, I mean we can speak to each other through telepathy, but that’s not what this is.”

Tom nodded, the expression on his face suggesting he didn’t quite get it. But, I could probably sit here and explain it to him. It looked like there would be plenty of time for that as well.

He turned away and slapped his palm against the wall. “I need to get back home.”

I sighed and said, “I do too. I have a job I need to get back to.” I stood up and began to pace alongside him. “The only consolation I can think of is that time moves differently here to back home.”

Tom rolled his eyes and said, “You can’t know that for sure.”

“No. I can’t. But, it makes me feel better believing it.” I smiled a little. “Just think, this’ll put life in perspective. It won’t matter so much if you’re not part of the MCU when you get back.”

Tom laughed as he turned to lean against the wall. “That’s a good point. Much cooler knowing that I have a doppelgänger who is Spider-Man.”

I flopped back down on the bench along the wall and tilted my head back and let out a long sigh. “You know what troubles me.”

“What’s that?”

“Whether Stark has anything to do with this?”

Tom’s brow furrowed as I could see that he was mulling over that thought. He opened his mouth to speak, but then there was a loud click as the door to the cell swung open. We both turned toward the sound, expectant, and nervous to see who it was.

When I saw who was standing in the doorway, I blinked once then said, “Prince Jon?!”