Peter stood in front of the door that led to (Name)’s room before he gave a sharp rap against the door.
“(Name), it’s Peter.” Peter said.
“Enter.” (Name) replied.
Peter turned the doorknob and pushed the door open as he entered her room, but not without doing a double-take of the full-length mirror (Name) stood in front of. The mirror didn’t show an image of her reflection, but an image of a man with piercing gold hues, much like the ones (Name) had. He had dark brown skin and donned a set of heavy gold platted armor and a gold helmet with horns on top.
“Um, am I…did I come at a bad time?” Peter asked as he stood slack-jawed with amazement.
“Not at all. You have perfect timing.” (Name) said with a soft smile. She motioned Peter to step forward before she gestured a hand to the mirror. “Peter, I’d like you to meet my father, the guardian of Asgard and guard of the Bifrost Bridge, Heimdall.”
Peter cautiously approached the mirror before a nervous smile graced his lips. When he came over the Avengers Tower to visit (Name) to hang out, he certainly didn’t expect to be meeting her father. Had Peter known beforehand, he would’ve prepared in advance how to properly greet Heimdall. At the very least prepared enough so that Heimdall would think Peter was competent enough to speak the English language. With only seconds to prepare an introduction, Peter said the first thing that came to his mind.
“It’s uh… nice to meet you… sir.” Peter said as he held up a shaky, sweaty hand. He mentally kicked himself for his awkward reply.
Thankfully, Heimdall wasn’t put off by Peter’s uneasiness. Who could blame him? Heimdall was a powerful being and a forced to be reckoned with. His appearance and stance easily commanded respect and his appearance alone showcased just how big of a role he played on Asgard.
“I’ve heard quite a few things about you, Peter.” Heimdall said with a gentle smile. “It does my heart good to hear that my daughter has met someone as passionate and driven to protect Midgard as she has.”
Peter couldn’t help but beam with pride, his face growing hot.
“Thank you. I’ve really enjoyed working with (Name). To be honest, it’s an honor to work with someone like her. There’s nobody else out there like her.” Peter said.
Much to (Name)’s surprise, Heimdall roared with laughter. Not a laugh of derision, but of appreciation. Appreciation for Peter speaking with sincerity and kindness about his daughter.
“I couldn’t agree more. She truly is one of a kind. I entrust that you’ll continue to look out for her.” Heimdall said.
“Of course. Without a doubt.” Peter nodded his head.
Upon hearing Peter’s determination to look out for (Name) as promised made her heart do a small leap inside her chest. She briefly averted her gaze from Peter and let it wander on a random corner of the wall before she turned her focus back to the mirror. She cleared her throat to get their attention.
“I’m glad I had a chance to talk with you again, Father. I’ll contact you again soon.” (Name) smiled.
“I look forward to it. You two take care.” Heimdall replied, returning the smile.
(Name) slowly waved a hand over the mirror before the image of Heimdall slowly faded away, leaving behind a plain full-length mirror.
Peter stared at the mirror silently for about another minute before he turned to face (Name), excitement etched on his face.
“That was so cool!” Peter said, his eyes lighting up with jubilance. “How did you do that? How did I NOT know you could do something like that?”
“Oh, it’s just an incantation.” (Name) shrugged, rubbing her shoulder awkwardly. “I can enchant objects with different magical abilities. Like use a mirror to look at others from far away. It’s one of the few magical abilities I learned from the Queen of Asgard when I was a child.”
“Oh, so it’s like Asgard’s version of FaceTime then?”
“Exactly. Wait, what’s FaceTime?”
“It’s an app that you use on your phone to… well, never mind. I’ll explain later.” Peter, said waving it off in a dismissive manner “Anyway, I take you two had a lot to talk about since this is your first time here.”
“Not really. My father just contacted me to tell me happy birthday, and see how I’m doing. My father can see and hear nearly everything that happens on this planet, including the other realms, but he still likes to occasionally check in with me.”
“Oh, that’s nice of him. Wait a minute. Did you say your birthday is today?” Peter said in disbelief.
“That’s right. We generally don’t celebrate birthdays on Asgard, but my father still likes to wish me happy birthday. It’s tradition not to acknowledge one’s day of birth on Asgard, and instead acknowledge that everyone on Asgard becomes a year older with each new year that arrives.”
Peter couldn’t believe what he was hearing. It was (Name)’s birthday and she wasn’t going to celebrate it?
“Are you serious? But your birthday is worth celebrating!” Peter exclaimed. “At least with some cake and candles or something.”
(Name) laughed, and shook her head in amusement. “There’s no need for that, Peter.”
“Of course there is. You’ve never had the chance to celebrate it on Earth, so why not start this year?”
“I see your point. All right, how should we celebrate this day? I understand there’s cake and candles and you make a wish, but that’s about all I know I’m afraid.” (Name) said with a sheepish smile.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.” Peter reassured. “I promise to make this a birthday to remember.”
“All right then. I’ll leave it to you. What’s on the agenda?”
Peter went quiet for a moment before he rubbed the back of his head, deep in thought.
“Actually… could you give me about an hour? This might take a while.”
“Sure. Let’s meet back here in an hour.”
[-]After agreeing to meet back in (Name)’s room, Peter raced out of her room like a bat out of hell and out into the busy streets of Time Square to find the perfect gift for her. Then, it hit him like a ton of bricks: Peter had no idea what to get (Name) for her birthday. He knew (Name) had a sweet tooth, especially for chocolate.
I can’t just get her chocolate. Peter set down the Hershey bar and walked out the Hershey store and down the street. Maybe some earrings or a bracelet?
After looking at several different display windows filled with gaudy jewelry, Peter realized it only reminded him just how expensive it was shopping in Times Square.
“Now that’s definitely out of my price range…” Peter shook his head, a down casted look in his eyes.
Peter didn’t have much money to his name and he didn’t want to ask Tony for money. Sure, if Tony got involved and helped fund Peter’s expensive ideas, it would be elaborate to say the least. But that was the last thing he wanted to do. Peter didn’t want to rely on Tony to plan (Name)’s birthday. He wanted to do it on his own, but he was starting to realize the more he tried planning it on his own, the closer he was reaching his hour deadline. With a sigh of defeat, he pulled his cell phone from his back pocket and turned it off sleep mode to make a call.
“Hey, Aunt May. Do you have a minute? I need some advice…” Peter said.
[-]“I wonder what’s taking Peter.” (Name) said aloud. “I hope he’s not going through too much trouble…”
An hour had come and gone and Peter was nowhere to be found. (Name) waited patiently in her room, keeping herself occupied with a book. After nearly two hours, (Name) could no longer focus on her book and started to get worried. What if something had happened to Peter? After all, Times Square was a pretty big city. After growing increasingly impatient with waiting around, she decided to look for Peter.
(Name) set down her book and sat down in front of her full-length mirror and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before she exhaled slowly. When she opened her eyes, they changed from gold to orange. She continued to take slow and even deep breaths as she carefully searched for Peter through her omni-senses. Unlike her father’s omni-senses, (Name)’s omni-senses could only be used in small intervals. Thankfully, it only took seconds for (Name) to locate Peter before she pulled herself back to reality, her eyes changing back to their normal shade.
(Name) stood up from her chair and opened the door to her room to find Peter wearing a backpack.
“Sorry I’m late. You ready, birthday girl?”
(Name) smiled at Peter and nodded. “Ready when you are.”
[-]After walking a few blocks to catch the subway, (Name) and Peter arrived near the south end entrance to Central Park. They walked together side-by-side, having small talk while enjoying the sights of the flowers on the lawn, the birds and other small animals thriving in the pond nearby. It was peaceful and serene.
“I never would’ve thought a place like this existed outside your city. It’s gorgeous.” (Name) said with a dreamy expression.
“Yeah, New York is full of surprises. Central Park is a massive park, so we won’t be able to explore all of it today. But on the upside, we can take a pedicab to show us around.” Peter pointed at the parked pedicab down a pathway.
“A pedi-what?” (Name) raised an eyebrow.
Peter ushered her to follow as Peter flagged down the man in the pedicab. After they sat down on the back of the pedicab, Peter asked the pedicab driver to tour the south side of Central Park. After Peter made his request, the pedicab pedaled off down the road.
“This is certainly a convenient way to travel around the park.” (Name) leaned back into the seat.
“Yeah, it definitely beats walking.” Peter said with a laugh.
They passed through the Sheep Meadow, Central Park’s largest lawn and designated quiet zone, and Literary Walk, which showcased prominent writers such as Robert Burns and Sir Walter Scott. Their tour came to an end with the carousel. (Name) and Peter hopped off the pedicab before Peter paid the driver and waved him off.
“I bet Asgard doesn’t have a carousel like this.” Peter said, flashing her a teasing smile.
“Nope, you’ve got us beat there. We don’t have those.” (Name) said with a giggle.
“Awesome. Score one for New York City.”
“Oh, we’re keeping score now?”
(Name) rolled her eyes, smiling with amusement as she followed Peter to ride the carousel.
[-]“This has been so much fun. I can’t believe there’s still ground to cover in this park.” (Name) sighed as she stretched her body out on the blanket Peter had set up on the grass.
“Really? I was a little worried you might have gotten a little bored just taking a tour around the park and riding the carousel. I was kind of hoping I could’ve gotten you a gift like some jewelry or something. But it was too expensive.” Peter confessed.
“Bored? Why would I be bored?” (Name) sat up, staring at Peter incredulous. “You’ve shown me so many things today that I’ve never had the chance to experience in my life. See the wildlife in your world, enjoy the sights, and even ride a carousel. This was a wonderful gift, Peter. A lot better than jewelry.”
Peter stared wide-eyed at her words that he couldn’t help but feel a smile tug at the corners of his mouth.
“I’m glad I was able to show you a taste of New York today, even if I couldn’t show you all of it. I do have one more thing I want you to taste though.”
(Name) stared at Peter quizzically as she watched Peter take his backpack off his shoulders he brought and rummaged through it before he pulled out a small paper bag. He withdrew a small chocolate hostess cupcake from the bag, a candle, and a lighter.
“It’s not as big as a cake, but you can still taste it and make a wish.” Peter put the candle inside the cupcake and used the lighter to light the wick.
(Name)’s eyes lit up with joy upon seeing the cupcake and candle. She gently took the cupcake in her hands and closed her eyes and blew out the candle.
“So, what’d you wish for?” Peter asked with a teasing smile.
“Nothing. I already got what I wished for.” (Name) said.
“And what’s that?”
“To spend my first birthday on Earth with you.”
At that moment, the tightness Peter felt in his chest, his racing heartbeat, and his sweaty palms told him that (Name) was not only someone he respected and admired, but also someone he was starting to fall for.
Over the years of riding the New York City Subway as transportation, Peter Parker had come across many interesting things. The one thing he had yet to come across on the subway until today was a 6 feet tall Asgardian warrior.
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About Me: I'm a college graduate with a Bachelor's Degree in English. I work in the customer service industry, and currently considering teaching as a future career. Not sure yet since I don't like public speaking, but people tell me I'm a natural at it.
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