strangetrip | Eggspecations (Closed to Peter, then Kitty)

Liz had eventually found her egg and inside was her uniform from the Crashdown Cafe. It seemed like it had been freshly laundered, but there was no doubt that it was hers and not just some random uniform from the diner. For a few days she just left it alone, wondering what she was supposed to do with it. She wasn't about to wear it while she served people, if only because she was sure someone like Odo would be pretty upset by that, being an alien and all.

Her mind kept going back to how Peter had said he wished he saw what it looked like. Maybe the egg was more for Peter than for her. Liz decided it wouldn't hurt to show him.

She put on the uniform complete with antennas. It was almost surreal to see herself in the uniform after so long. She stood in front of a mirror for a while before she exhaled and headed out to find Peter. She was kind of hoping he was in his room so no one else had to see the uniform, but after a few knocks on his door, she figured he was out. She ended up walking around the inn longer than she had wanted to in her uniform until she found him. His back to her, she welled up the courage inside of her.

"Peter." She offered a sheepish smile.

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"It's a little weird," Kitty agreed, and took the moment to push her hair behind her ears. "Mostly because I've never tried to think about it like this before, you know? Like a lesson." Most people just fumbled their way through until they figured out what worked, but it figured Liz wouldn't or Peter.

"You might ask someone else, too, someone like River Song. I'm not embarrassed really, but she's straight-forward about everything so she might be a good second opinion."

"Do you think... I mean, wouldn't it be weird if I just suddenly asked her without really, um, knowing her that well?" She thought it would be weird if a kid came up to her to ask her something more personal. Maybe River Song was a lot different though.

She paused. "Can I, um... can I ask one more thing? Only if you want to answer it, though."

"With anyone else in the world, maybe. River's... just different that way," Kitty replied and settled back on her hands. "And sure, fire away. At this point, I can't really think of much I wouldn't answer for you."

She filed away that in case she wanted to see out River. Liz was sure she'd have more questions.

"I get, you know, a lot of it. But, I was just wondering. What do I do when, um, when I'm able to make him-" Why was this so hard? Probably because it was just things that people didn't normally talk about. "What do I do when it all comes out. Of him."

"I take it back. Oh my god I take it back," Kitty said but then she burst into furious giggles. So furious it took her a solid minute to pull herself back together.

"Sorry. Sorry!" she said with a hand clapped over her mouth and an arm wrapped around her waist.

"Uh, I usually try to have Kleenex or a towel nearby so I can wipe my hand or my mouth. But it washes off, so it's not like there's a huge rush or anything." Peter Parker was not going to be the guy who tried to make her taste his semen or anything weird like that. "Just...some guys can be really sensitive about you thinking it's gross, so, yeah, again with the making sure you can talk to him about it."

She brought her hands up to her face when Kitty started to laugh, instantly regretting asking it. It was a stupid question, right? Right.

But then Kitty calmed down and Liz separated her fingers to look at Kitty and as Kitty talked, Liz somehow managed to pull her hands away from her face entirely. And she listened quietly. All that really made sense.

"Thanks... that's, um. That's what I was wondering." Liz was certain she was red in the face.

"Also--" Kitty realized this was probably worth saying as awkward as it might be. "It's safe to swallow if you've got your mouth on him when he comes. It's not usually the best taste in the world, but it won't make you sick or anything."

There. That was very...adult of her. Right? Discussing blow jobs or at least the results of blow jobs with her fifteen year-old pupil.

"Next time you have a question, any chance it can be about quantum physics?"

Liz laughed, but did take what she said and filed it away about ingesting it.

"I promise. I'll ask easier questions next time. I do have that paper due for you soon."

She paused. "But really, Kitty.. thank you. It's not easy not having my mom or Maria or Maria's mom around to ask this stuff to." Not that Maria would know.

"I don't mind," Kitty said, giving a little shrug to acknowledge that it might seem different. "Really. I mean, it's awkward, because I'm pretty close with both of you and I don't really want to think about you together that way. And I don't have a lot of experience talking about sex, but I'd definitely rather that you talk to me about it than feel unprepared."

She'd also definitely rather Liz asked her than Alec or Jackson, or someone inappropriate. "So don't worry about asking. And... hey, look at it this way. We started this conversation with you sure everything was broken forever and now you're asking me about how to handle heavy petting."

She blushed at the words 'heavy petting', but Kitty was right. Somehow it seemed like maybe things might not be so black and white anymore.

"I should, um." She stood up, wiping her face with the back of her hand. "I should go and try to return Peter's shoes."

"Yes," Kitty said, smiling and stretching (and probably a little relieved to be done with this conversation because awkward). "You probably should."

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