[ Morgan had found out about BARF by pure accident; she had caught her mother using it one night when she thought Morgan was fast asleep. After that, Morgan had been insistent on using it to see her daddy. Pepper sometimes argued against it, and Morgan would pretend to drop the discussion, but she’d slip out in the middle of the night and find the tech from whatever new hiding spot Pepper would try until she deemed her daughter ‘old enough’ to use it regularly.
To Morgan, though, it was her only chance to see him so of course she’d go to whatever length she’d have to go to do it. Her father had died saving the entire universe, she knows that and understands it, but at the same time at her core she’s still the four year old that just wants her daddy to come home so they could sneak juicepops from the freezer while mommy was asleep.
As she gets older, the discussions change from tea parties, to soccer practice, to inventions of her own, to college acceptance letters. He’s always there, talking with her, smiling at her, and everything is right with the world even if she can’t reach over to take his hand and take him with her back out in the world.
Tonight, when she uses BARF, it’s while she’s using her father’s garage while she works. On the table there are designs, models of a new armor. The helmet is unquestionably familiar, and she doesn’t know if he’ll catch it, but working on it had made her nostalgic, so...she’d like to see him, even if it’s for a brief moment.
As he appears in the room, she grins like she always does. And, as she also tends to do, she has to remind herself that she can’t run up to him even if he looks so damn real. ]
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To Morgan, though, it was her only chance to see him so of course she’d go to whatever length she’d have to go to do it. Her father had died saving the entire universe, she knows that and understands it, but at the same time at her core she’s still the four year old that just wants her daddy to come home so they could sneak juicepops from the freezer while mommy was asleep.
As she gets older, the discussions change from tea parties, to soccer practice, to inventions of her own, to college acceptance letters. He’s always there, talking with her, smiling at her, and everything is right with the world even if she can’t reach over to take his hand and take him with her back out in the world.
Tonight, when she uses BARF, it’s while she’s using her father’s garage while she works. On the table there are designs, models of a new armor. The helmet is unquestionably familiar, and she doesn’t know if he’ll catch it, but working on it had made her nostalgic, so...she’d like to see him, even if it’s for a brief moment.
As he appears in the room, she grins like she always does. And, as she also tends to do, she has to remind herself that she can’t run up to him even if he looks so damn real. ]
Hi, Daddy.