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Peter was moving again.
He hates the Foster system. He Always moves.
Most of the time, He moved because His Foster parents can't really Work around him being mute. Though, the Last pair He was taken Fron because of abuse. Peter was of course immediatley removed and brought to a nee Home, wich He was currently on the way to.
"Don't worry, i've meet the man you'll be with, he's nice." That was Janice, His Case worker. He Had propably spent more time with her than with Most of His Foster families. She was allright. She Always tried to think positive.
"You know what? He's an Avenger, too! Sam willson, do you know him?" Peter nodded. He did. He was one of the lesser known Avengers, Nobody really apreciated him, except that one friend He Had before He had to move all over new York. He Loved every Hero. His Name Had been Ned, Bur He Had never dgotten His number, and was never able to contact him again.
Soon enough, the Car stopped. They we're parked infront of a pretty nice House with a kept Garden and a nice exterior. As Janice rang the door bell, Peter perked inside. The inside was nice, too. And the Windows we're big, He coud climb Out there pretty well If He went on patrol.
Soon, the door was opend by an enthusiastic Sam willson.
"You called, right? Janice Karlsson?" He school He rhand and then looked at Peter. "Peter, right?" He asked with a Smile, Peter nodded.
"Mister willson? There are a few Things we shoud discuss inside First." Janice Said politley.
"Oh, of course." He lead them to the livingroom, where the three sat down.
Janice pulled Out soem paperwork stuff.
"This is Just normal protocol. But First, Peter is mute. It can oftentimes cause issues, but He can use His Phone or paper to communicate, but He is also fluent in sign language-"
Then Peter stopped listening. Boring protocol stuff.
Instead, He looked around the House. Huh. It looked Like it was Just recently bought and only hastily decorated.
Propably for Foster Kids that needed an emergency foster parent, Like what was Happening right now.
Soon enough, Janice stood Up with her stuff, gqining Peters Attention again. "Im gonna Go get your stuff while you and Mister willson Talk for a Bit, okay?" Pete rknew the drill, this was an excuse to Test the Waters so Peter coud let her know If He woud be Safe. Wich has never worked Out before.
Peter looked at Sam, and to His surprise, He started signing.
/Hey Kid, do you Like peanut Butter?/ He asked, a Smile gracing His face as He did so.
Peter nodded. He Loved peanut Butter.
/Do you have some?/
The man nodded.
/Lots/
The conversations was smooth sailing from then on. Peter coud Tell He was really doing His best for him.
Eventuely Janice Came Back with Peters stuff and left with a goodbye.
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Peters room was really big. Liek, luxurious.
His room was upstaids, sam's was downstairs. Most of the upstairs area was basicaly Peters now, He even Had His own bathroom. While Sam primarily. Lived downstairs. He Had a storage room upstairs, wich Peter knew Not to enter simply because His new Foster dad was a superhero and He Had First Hand experience in superheros storage places. The only Thing Peter Had to Go downstairs for was food, because the ckitchen was downstairs. He was lucky, the school he'd enroll at coud only manage to get t a new Student in next week, so Peter Had almost a week Off of school.