Remember 6: I don't know what's worth fighting for
“Miss Peggy, I believe it would be vital for you to check your latest email.”
Peggy blinked at VISION before turning her head to the ceiling (a habit her and Dad picked up from living with the other Avengers). She shrugged at the lack of detail, pulling up her email on a holoboard. At seeing the email from the principal, Peggy opened it, curious. By the time she finished reading the letter, her eyes were as wide as saucers and she was hysterically giggling. "Miss Peggy?” VISION questioned.
The innocence of the query was what pushed Peggy over the edge, falling to the floor in hysterical laughter. VISION rushed to her side, kneeling down to run a diagnostic scan of her health. Other than high serotonin levels, she was healthy. “I’m fine, Vizh,” she told the droid, “I just wasn’t expecting that.”
Vizh tilted his head in curiosity. “May I see?” Peggy nodded, watching as VISION stared blankly for a few seconds before his eye