Peter: I had a very real and very unfortunate run in with a door. (Not a very real event)

Tony: This door have a name?

Peter: Doors don't talk, Mr.stark...

Tony: Fine I won't make you tell me, just tell me if that doors name was 'Peter-is-fine' or 'Peter-needs-medical-attention'

Peter: ...

Tony: *beginning to sweat, about to tell F.R.I.D.A.Y to open the elevator*

Peter: Lets just say the name rhymes with ‘Discussion.’

Even from miles away, he’s still his biggest fan~ 🤍

PT-BR 🇧🇷

This could actually be canon since there was never any sign of it in Amphibia, so I started thinking: what if, while Sprig was cataloging animals in his book, he found one that caused a reaction on Anne’s phone? Then he starts studying the phenomenon. After months, he manages to build a machine with an antenna that captures the animal’s energy and converts it into a signal for the phone. And because of that, he’s finally able to call Anne.

Once, you were just an assistant to the Thirteen.

Not a warrior.

Not a Prime.

Just the one who brought the datapads and cleaned the forge. Their assistant in every means of the word. Their confidante.

Their friend.

Then Alpha Trion gazed into the covenant-

He saw a glimpse of the future showing one prime in the midst of a war that would consume all.

In an act of selflessness- of pure loyalty you said-

“If he must be alone-I beg you, grant me permission to stand beside him as I have you.”

The Primes gave you a piece of their sparks. They gave you armor and a cloak made of stars. They gave you but mere slivers of their power, but enough to transform even the weakest of bots.

They took your alt mode. Your name. Your life. Now, you are The Eternal. Bound to the Matrix of Leadership. Guardian of every Prime who carries it. Forgotten- until Jack Darby stepped through the void of Vector Sigma. He gazed upon your form, an un-named emotion staining his fleshy face.

You were skeptical, this was not the one you were to protect. In a chilling choir of thirteen voices you speak.