I'm a Super Hero

[chimeramimicry]

"I'm a Super Hero"
Who: Peter and...Peter?
When: After a visit to Nathan's office, Peter's older brother decides to take him out for dinner and a surprise.  The 'surprise,' it seems, is on Nathan though!  It's been about three months since that night and Peter's life is about to change forever...

I'm not having a very good day.  I don't know how I've let it happen, but I've been stuck into the pediatrics group.  I'm the only guy on the entire floor, minus two male OB/GYN doctors and various boyfriends and husbands that go to visit the nursery or track me down to help them find their nurse.  Boy, are they surprised when the guy in the baby blue scrubs is their nurse!

All I want to do is sleep.  But no.

No, of course not because there's someone in my apartment.  I know it's not the best neighborhood but I've never heard of a break and enter in my building before.  I don't even think to grab my cell, just the umbrella from the stand by the door and brandish it like a bat.

"HEY!"

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[fallen-empath.livejournal.com]

"I... um... well..."

I really don't know if going to see Nathan is such a great idea. First of all, he's going to think he's hallucinating when he sees two of his brother waltz into his office. Second of all, I might start crying. I've always made it a point not to go anywhere near alternate versions of my brother when I time-travel. Too risky, and too heartbreaking. If I'm going to fix everything, I'll have him back again when it's over. It's a belief I've clung to for the past two years.

But maybe that's where I've been going about this all wrong. Nathan is a major player in the events that lead up to the spread of the virus. Tipping him off might be just the difference I need to make in order to avert the hell of my present time. If he believes me, that is.

"All right," I say, smiling when I realize I can have a little fun with this too. "Want to see something else you can do?"

I stand up, still smiling, and cast an illusion, making myself appear female. I choose the form of a girl I had a serious crush on and was way too afraid to even talk to when I was doing my clinicals. I'm mean to myself, aren't I? I've always been a masochist, but this really takes the cake.

"Recognize me?"

[chimeramimic.livejournal.com]

"Oh. My God. You're Vanessa." I'm more intimidated now than ever before because she's here, the girl I've been jerking off to for the last four months is standing here. In my apartment. I almost want to ask her to get undressed, just so I can see, but that would be way too Nathan for my general comfort levels.

So instead I jump off of the couch and put it between me and her. Err him.

"That's really, really cool! Can you be anyone?" Can I touch your tits? Yeah, that'd go over soooo well. I'd slap myself. Deservedly too, I might add..