Yay. A new chapter. No one cares. Whoo. Well, if anyone does, I hope they like it. :P
I guided Amy off the floor and into a chair. She was still sobbing.
"Hey," I said, "it's gonna be okay. And, if it makes you feel better, I don't feel very lucky right now. Sure, he's rich, and sure, he's a superhero. But I don't even know if I like him. It seems to me that both of our dads are jerks, because they left us when we needed them most." I passed her a tissue and she blew her nose noisily.
"I guess you're right," she mumbled, though her face still said the opposite. Suddenly a thought popped into my head.
"Hold on... I had totally forgotten: Epic Cape Dude Number Two! Remember? The one who looks like Kweffi. He's got to know something about Loki. Maybe he even knows where we could find him. I mean, how many Epic Cape Dudes are out there? They've got to know each other."
"I dunno..." she said looking down at her hands.
"C'mon, let's go find him." Just then, the doors slid open, and a large group of people walked in: Captain America, Iron Man (well, I guess I should call him Dad), the man who had done my blood test, a new girl with fiery red hair, a man who carried a quiver of arrows on his back, and –
"EPIC CAPE DUDE NUMBER TWO!" I shouted.