So Marvel wants to turn Tony into a villain and undo 50 years of characterization, do they?
Well then, I get to undo what THEY do.
It takes almost six months for the message to find them, and in that time a lot of things happen. There’s the drama with J’son to be dealt with, an assassination attempt by the Skrulls (the sight of Rocket morphing into a Skrull will haunt Peter’s dreams for years to come), and in between all that, aiding those worlds that were nearly destroyed in Thanos’s last attack.
With all that, Peter supposes he can’t be blamed for forgetting all about the promise he made all those months ago. Come back when you can. Just send word, and we’ll be there.
When it finally comes, though, the message is nothing like he expected. It’s short and impersonal. Stuck in Knowhere for two weeks, if you’re near by.
They aren’t, actually, but Peter doesn’t hesitate. He enters the new coordinates into the flight computer even before he tells the other Guardians where they’re going and why.
He doesn’t want anyone to try and stop him.
He goes alone into the bar. It’s dark inside, and it stinks. The place is loud, full of obnoxious drunks and endless vids playing to an audience of no one. He has to stand there for a long moment while his eyes adjust to the reduced light.
And there in the corner, his back to the wall, is Tony.
Just the sight of him is enough to send Peter’s spirits soaring. He hadn’t realized just how much he missed Tony until this very moment.
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