Meet the Parents - for @teenpeter (twitter 'verse)

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Kitty paced nervous in her room while she waited for Peter to arrive.  She could hear the football game on the tv in the living room, and the sounds of her foster father cheering along.  She'd though about offering to help her foster mom, Carol, make dinner, but had realized that not only did she not know how to cook anything, but she was so nervous she was likely to drop anything she picked up.

"I've got it!" she shouted when the doorbell rang.  Her heart was racing and her hands were shaking when she opened the door.  She tried to smile, reminding herself he was probably even more nervous than she was.

"Hi."

 

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Roger spun his La-z-boy around to face the television again. Kitty squeezed Peter's hand and smiled - he'd said exactly the right thing.

"They're down by 3, but they've got the ball." Roger looked over his shoulder at Peter, eyeing him up and down and seeming to make some decision about his appearance.

"Don't suppose you play ball, do ya? I was quarterback of my team in high school. Made all state and got a full ride to college until I blew out my knee." He returned his attention to the television just as the Giants scored.

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That close, huh? I'm sure they have it in the bag.

"No, sir. I'm more of a track and field type. Mother wouldn't let me go out for football. Afraid I might get kill or something."

Peter cheered with Roger as the Giants scored.

What a perfect icon!

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She cheered right along with them, slowly starting to relax.

"Yeah, I thought ya looked a little fragile." Roger snorted. "Just teasin' ya, kid. If I'd had a son I mighta done the same thing, considering what happened to my knee and all."

Carol called for someone to come set the table, and Kitty jumped up. "Coming!"

I know, I love it.

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Peter stood and started to follow her, not sure if he wanted to stay without her protection and comfort.

"Need some help with that, Kitty?"

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She was hoping the guys would stay together and bond, but she understood he might now want to be far from her.

"Sure." She handed him four sets of silverware. "I'll get the glasses."

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He takes the silverware and starts laying them on the table next to the already set plates. Glancing over at her every so often, glad she's no a mind reader, because all he wants to do is take her to her bedroom.

It was a nice little dace the three of them did getting dinner ready. Kitty and Peter setting the table with everything they would need and her mom putting the food on.

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"Thank you for your help, Peter," Carol said, giving him a smile. Kitty knew winning Carol over would be easy. She hadn't been able to resist the Petrelli charm, how could anyone else?

Carol disappeared into the kitchen, and Kitty pulled Peter into a quick hug. "You're doing great."

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Peter hugged her back and kissed the top of her head.

"I hope so. They're nice, Kitty. Don't know why you were so worried."

He looked over the set table. "Anything else we need?"

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She shrugged. "I think they pretty much know that nothing would make me stop seeing you, so they're trying their hardest to like you. Plus, you know, you're rich and all. They're not stupid."

She surveyed the table. "I think that's everything."

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Mrs. Anderson comes out carrying the main dish and calls for her husband and tell the kids to have a seat. Peter takes the seat opposite Kitty and just beams at her over all the good food.

"It all looks real good, Mrs. Anderson."

He places the napkin across his lap and makes sure he doesn't put his elbows on the table top.

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For a few minutes all was quiet as the dishes were passed around and the four began eating. Then Roger broke the silence.

"So young Mr. Petrelli, just what are your intentions with Kitty, besides screwing her?"

Kitty choked on her potatoes and gave him the glare of death. How could he corner Peter like that??

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Peter nearly spit out his milk at the man's question and wiped his mouth with a napkin to compose himself.

"Call me Peter, sir. I love your daughter and yes, it's more than sex with her." He beams over at Kitty. "You might think this is cheesy, but it's like she's the other part of my soul."

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Peter's words brought tears to her eyes, and were the only thing that could make her stop glaring at her dad. She reached forward with her foot and rubbed it against his under the table, smiling and trying not to cry. She knew he loved her, but she'd never heard him say something so sweet.

"That's very sweet, Peter, but you two are just children," Carol chimed in. "What about next year, when she's graduated, and you're still in school?"

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His smile faltered at the word children, but returned when he felt her foot rub on his.

Peter turned to Carol. "Mrs. Anderson, we both know how old we are very careful at protecting ourselves with birth control. As for graduation, I have acquired enough credits to graduate with Kitty's class." He said matter-of-factly, then took a sip of his milk again.

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"Oh, well, Kitty didn't mention that," Carol replied. Kitty rolled her eyes and focused on her plate. She was used to Carol twisting things around so that they were her fault.

"What about college? Kid like you, with parents like yours, you gotta be going," Roger chimed in.

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He picks at the remainder of his food with his fork.

"Yeah, ma has a college fund set up for me. Pretty much get to go wherever I want to go." Looks up at Kitty. "I'm just not too sure where that is yet, Ma'am. Somewhere I can study science for sure."

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Kitty remained quiet, picking at her food. She wondered where this line of questioning was going.

"Well Peter, no one expects you to stay around here just for Kitty. You should go to the best school you can." Carol spoke matter-of-factly, taking a sip of her wine.

Kitty stared at her plate and swallowed hard. Of course they didn't think she was worth staying in the city for. She fought to blink back tears and forced a forkful of potatoes in her mouth.

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He looks at Kitty and lays the fork down, then picked up the napkin to wipe off his mouth. Placing it on his lap again he straightened and faced Carol.

"Mrs. Anderson, your is worth it. Every second I spend with her is worth it. I have problem staying here, or." He tilted his head down to catch Kitty's eyes. "She can always come with me wherever I go." He smiled at her.

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"That's a lovely sentiment, Peter, but I'm sure your parents wouldn't want Kitty distracting you from your studies. No, she'll be fine staying right here where we can keep an eye on her."

Kitty snorted into her glass. The reality was that they couldn't afford to send her to college, and legally had no obligation to. They were only her foster parents. Once she turned 18, she was free of them. College wasn't an option unless she got a full scholarship.

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"You know, my family has many scholarships set up that I'm sure Kitty would qualify for." He says, thinking even if he had to 'beg' his mother for it.

He was getting sick of their attitude towards Kitty.

"Even if she can't get one. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep us together."

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Kitty's foster father snorted and mumbled something about money.

"Looks like you've gotten lucky, Kitty. He has enough money to do whatever he wants. I just hope he keeps wanting you, otherwise you're screwed."

Kitty's jaw dropped open, and she slammed her fork down on her plate. Enough was enough.

"I would love Peter even if he was poor! And he's not going to get bored with me or abandon me. God, why is it so hard for you to believe I'm worthy of someone like him?" Her eyes welled up with tears as she stood and stormed off to her room, slamming the door behind her. She threw herself on the bed and buried her face in her pillow.

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Peter looked down at his plate after Kitty stormed off. After a few seconds he stood up, face red with anger.

"You have know idea how special that girl is." Looks up at him. "You are not worthy to call her even a foster daughter."

He stands, throwing down the napkin and followed her to her room. Peter knocked. "Kitty? Can I come in?"

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"Yeah," she croaked out between sobs. She was always torn when it came to her foster parents. Yes, they were the best ones she'd ever had. As much of an asshole as he was, her foster father had never tried to touch her inappropriately, and from what she'd heard that was pretty rare.

Their form of abuse was much more subtle, but it cut just as deeply. She picked up her head and looked toward the door as Peter walked in.

"I'm sorry I blew up like that. I've ruined everything."

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He opened the door slowly, peeking in before entering all the way and closing it behind him. Peter went over to her and sat on the bed right beside her, rubbing her back as he talked.

"It's not your fault, baby. They are being unreasonable. If I said anything inappropriate, I'm sorry."

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She sat up and put her arms around him, burying her face in his shoulder.

"I can't wait to get out of here. Only sixteen more days, Peter, and then I'll be 18, and I can leave. I don't know where I'll go but I can't stay here any more."