The three valiant Troop members ran through streets not too far away from their school, following the slimy trail of some mysterious creature. They stopped when they reached an alley and hid behind the wall.
"Alright...I got this one I think, judging from this slime, it shouldn't be too big of a creature." He cocked his gun...thing and took a few breaths and then started to meditate.
The other dude sighed and simply ran into the alley to take care of it his way. When he got there, he looked at the creature they were facing and lowered the gun. "Hey guys?"
The remaining two walked up next to him and took a look themselves. "Okay, what the hell is that thing?" The chick shouted.
Fred Fredburger fell out of the trash can he was eating in, and held up his dripping ice cream cone...his green ice cream, hence the 'slime'. "My—my ice cream is drippy!" He started to cry loudly for all to hear.
"Alright, I'm going to blast his ass." The handsome dude cocked his gun and aimed for Fred, but someone from the sky shot his weapon away.
"I am Iron Man." Tony Stark landed down next to Fred, half dressed...he was pantsless again. "Oh, hold on." He flew away and moments later he was back, fully dressed. "I am Iron Man, and nobody blasts my fr—aquan—freaky, somewhat, kind of-but-not-really partner." He blasted the Troop away with his repulsor rays and handed Fred a new ice cream cone.
"YAY!" Fred ate the whole thing in one bite and started to dance.
"What can I say, he's annoying, but he's a good stand in until I arrive." Iron Man started to hover off the ground. "Come on, green boy!" Fred hopped on Iron Man's back and the two flew away.