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flwrpwr_vampyreTitle: Really, Why Didn't Someone Just Lock Peter Up
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own Heroes.
Summary: This really could be blamed on Peter.
Notes: Prequel to The Battle Was Not Going Their Way. Beta'd by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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mission_insane prompt: Time Travel.
This really could be blamed on Peter. He'd gotten a new power, he wasn't sure who from but while he was panicking from the feeling it gave him, he triggered it and popped quite a few people he knew into his living room. And then propelled them all into the future.
So now they were in the building they'd landed in, some kind of warehouse or storage facility. Sylar was pacing and yelling, his finger jabbing at Peter in a way that would have been amusing if everyone wasn't holding their breath and waiting for Sylar to realize that he was in a room filled with specials. And Mohinder.
Forty-five minutes later and the room was much more relaxed. Except for Peter, who was still being yelled at. Sylar apparently could go on for hours. Claire was giggling to Niki that really, how many times could Sylar bring up that Peter was an idiot who should have had the sense to unconsciously call Hiro. And actually make Peter feel like an idiot.
Conversation had hit a normal level around them. Mohinder and Matt were arguing over bills and Bennet was rolling his eyes at the ridiculousness of that and simultaneously trying to keep Elle away from West. She had gone from sulking in his direction to fluttering her eyelashes at him. West looked appropriately terrified.
And then everything halted as a green orb smashed through the window.
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own Heroes.
Summary: This really could be blamed on Peter.
Notes: Prequel to The Battle Was Not Going Their Way. Beta'd by
flying_monkees and thepansythug and written for the mission_insane prompt: Time Travel.This really could be blamed on Peter. He'd gotten a new power, he wasn't sure who from but while he was panicking from the feeling it gave him, he triggered it and popped quite a few people he knew into his living room. And then propelled them all into the future.
So now they were in the building they'd landed in, some kind of warehouse or storage facility. Sylar was pacing and yelling, his finger jabbing at Peter in a way that would have been amusing if everyone wasn't holding their breath and waiting for Sylar to realize that he was in a room filled with specials. And Mohinder.
Forty-five minutes later and the room was much more relaxed. Except for Peter, who was still being yelled at. Sylar apparently could go on for hours. Claire was giggling to Niki that really, how many times could Sylar bring up that Peter was an idiot who should have had the sense to unconsciously call Hiro. And actually make Peter feel like an idiot.
Conversation had hit a normal level around them. Mohinder and Matt were arguing over bills and Bennet was rolling his eyes at the ridiculousness of that and simultaneously trying to keep Elle away from West. She had gone from sulking in his direction to fluttering her eyelashes at him. West looked appropriately terrified.
And then everything halted as a green orb smashed through the window.