Alright, alright! This one is kind of short. I probably won't be updating at frequently as this. I will update when I feel the need to, and when I have the time. Telling me to update won't make me update any faster. Also, I don't own Marvel. I don't own Spiderman, or any of the other movies or characters; though I wish I did.
Adrian: Things are never going to be the same now. I mean, look at this. You got aliens. You got big green guys tearing down buildings. When I was a kid, I used to draw cowboys and indians.
"Hey! That's-that's the Vulture guy! The weapons dude!" Peter said enthusiastically, pointing at the screen, while hitting Tony's arm.
"Yeah. I know kid. You've told me." Tony said, looking fondly at his kid.
Flash spoke up loudly. "Don't be a idiot, Parker! That's Liz's dad. He's not a supervillain." Peter's smile dropped. He looked Flash dead in the eyes.
"Him in jail and my fractured ribs after fighting him say otherwise, Flash." Flash looked at Peter with a confused look; as did most of the theater other than Ned, M.J, and Tony.
Gemini jumped in. "That will be explained soon." The rouge avengers looked on with uncertainty, while Shuri watched eagerly.
Mason: Actually, it's Native Americans, but whatever.
Adrian: Yeah. Tell you what though. It ain't bad, is is?
Mason: No. Yeah. Kid's got a future.
Adrian: Yeah, well…we'll see, I guess. No, hey! You can't saw through this stuff. These alien ******** are tough. You gotta use the same stuff they use. See? Alright. Alright. Oh, hey! Glad you could join us. Afternoon.
Shocker: Yeah. My alarm didn't go off.
Peter flinched when the Shocker came on screen. Tony put his arm around Peter's chair, and glanced at the boy next to him.
Adrian: Yeah, your alarm. Look, just go stack that armor plating like I asked you. This is a huge deal for us.
Anne Marie: Attention, please! In accordance with Executive Order 396B…all post-battle clean-up operations are now under our jurisdiction. Thank you for your service. We'll take it from here.
Adrian: Who the **** are you?
Anne Marie: Qualified personnel.
Adrian: Look, I have a city contract to salvage all this, okay, with the city, so-
Anne Marie: I apologize Mr. Toomes, but all salvage operations are now under our jurisdiction. Please turn over any and all exotic materials that you've collected…or you will be prosecuted.
As if cued Ned, M.J, Peter and Shuri said "Oof." The three of them looked at each other and started chuckling and giggling.
Adrian: Ma'am, what am-? Please. Come here. Hey, lady, come on. Look… I bought trucks for this job. I brought in a whole new crew. These guys have a family. I have a family. I'm all in on this. I could lose my house.
Anne Marie: I'm sorry, sir. There's nothing I can do.
Agent 1: Maybe next time, don't overextend yourself.
"Mood." M.J said while watching the screen. The rest of the teens in the room, including Flash nodded.
Adrian: What'd you say? Yeah. He's right. I overextended myself.
Agent 2: Hey, hey, hey.
Agent3: Don't do it.
"Good hit." Sam said from the front of the theater.
Anne Marie: Put them down. If you have a grievance, you may take it up with my superiors.
Adrian: Your superiors? Who the **** are they?
Tony raised his hand. "Um. I believe that's me." He said in a snarky tone. Peter and Shuri laughed while Ned and M.J tried to hold in their laughter. Even Cap cracked a smile.
Newsreader: A joint venture between Stark Industries-
"There I am." Tony said happily.
Newsreader: -and the government…the Department of Damage Control, will oversee the collection and storage of alien and other exotic materials.
Adrian: Now the ******** who made this mess are the ones paid to clean it up.
Mason: Yeah, it's all rigged.
Newsreader Experts estimate there are over 1,500 tons of exotic material scattered throughout the tri-state area.
Shocker: Hey, Chief! We have another load from yesterday. We're supposed to turn this in right?
Man 1: I ain't hauling it.
Mason: It's too bad. We could have made some cool stuff from all that alien junk.
Adrian: I tell you what. Let's keep it. The world's changing. It's time we change too.
There you go, Mason. Business is good.
"And now we get to see our happy little Peter!" Gemini said happily.
