[ For once in his life Peter finds himself at a loss for words. He talks a mile a minute even when he has nothing to say. When he was little he used to pretend he had a dad. He'd say those same things to him when he brought home a test he aced, or did good in his little league game. This time the swell of pride in his chest feels real. He honestly thought he'd never experience it. ]

Thanks.

[ And hey, he sure did wipe that smug ass expression off ancient ugly's face, didn't he? If only he had timed it with when the Professor was doing his funky mind battle. They might have flattened him together. Or not but it woulda been SO sweet. Not that seeing Jean descend like a fiery angel of vengeance wasn't also cool.

He laughs a little, shakes his head, finding his normal train of thought once again. ]

Just another folder for the popo to add to the file cabinet of stuff they suspected me of doing but couldn't actually prove. But seriously, breaking into the Pentagon? That was fun. Like I was James Bond but cooler and with better hair.