answers to reviewers questions or statements:
CRUDEN: Oh yeah.
Ocpnetwork: Maybe, don't see why not.
90skid4life: Diana will appear in the Beyond portion of the story, but not for a while.
Guest: Their technically called the Guardians of the Universe, so it's not really a middle finger to them.
Guest: There will be plenty of more heated scenes between Peter and Mareena soon. Most rooms have their own showers, but Peter was in the Tower's gym which has a locker room that Mareena totally did not sneak into.
Shocknawe 425: We will, later on when we get to around when the Justice Lords show up.
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or DC characters seen, mentioned or used.
"Since when do you know how to fly a jet?" Arthur said after several minutes of silence between the two heroes.
Peter shrugged as he kept his gaze on the vast infinite sky and ocean before him "Since don't worry about it"
This response caused Arthur to frown skeptically at Peter "...You know how to fly this, right?"
"Yeah" Peter nodded.
"Your sure?" Arthur pressed.
"Yes" Peter said with growing annoyance.
So he crashed the simulator for the Javelin a few dozen times, who hadn't? Barry scored worse and he was pretty sure that Diana hadn't even attempted to try her hand at it.
"Because I don't feel like dying because you didn't know how to land this thing" Arthur moaned as he slumped back in his seat.
"We'll be find Aquafresh, chill out" Peter said with an eye roll as he pressed a few buttons on the Javelin's dashboard before relaxing a bit in his seat.
In reality the jet was set to auto assist, Peter could still control the direction, altitude and speed of he jet, but all of the small minor details were handled by the Javelin's onboard A.I. Not that Arthur needed to know that, far as he knew, Peter knew how to expertly fly a ninety million dollar experimental jet bankrolled by a rich guy with issues and with a bit of Kryptonian influence from a certain man of tomorrow from the city of tomorrow.
He really hoped that Diana didn't tell anyone that he's using the Javelin, it was for League business only... though this sounded like a League issue. Crazy high tech pirates' trying to steal nuclear weapons and or material sounded Justice League level.
"How do you have a pilot's license but not a driver's license?" Arthur said with visible confusion "Is that even possible? Don't you need one for the other?"
"No idea" Peter said with a shrug.
"Wait, your flying this without a pilot's license?" Arthur said with a scowl "What if we-"
"Get pulled over?" Peter said with a scoff "Whose gonna pull us over? The SPD?"
"The what?" Arthur said.
"Sky Police Department" Peter said with a nod "Birds specifically trained to be police officers. Simple pigeons and doves handle the patrol work while Hawks are the SWAT guys and Eagles are the Captains. And vultures are the autopsy dudes"
Arthur stared at Peter with a look of bewilderment for a moment before he sighed and reclined in his seat and ran a hand over his face "Should've gone to Superman for help"
"Yeah well you didn't" Peter said as he looked to see that they were coming up on the coordinates that Arthur gave him "Now hush or I won't help you break those dolphins out of Sea World"
How he was able to tell when the submarine was gonna be here was anyone's guess.
'Maybe he asked a school of calamari' Peter thought with a silent chuckle.
In reality Peter wasn't quite sure why Arthur didn't go to Superman for help. It wasn't that Peter didn't have time or anything, he did, plenty of it, plus he liked Arthur, but the wall crawler was fully aware that he wouldn't be very useful in helping board a submarine when it was several hundred feet below the water and sealed shut. Plus there was the whole evacuating the crew part, peter wasn't even sure if he would be able to fit everyone onboard.
'I really should've asked for more details... or called Lantern' Peter thought with a mental sigh.
But Lantern was of world apparently... along with Superman, Flash, Hawkgirl and Manhunter. Where they went Peter had no idea, but it would've been nice for one of them to have at least left a message saying what was going on. Diana seemed every bit in the dark when he asked her back on the Watchtower and peter's calls to Batman when straight to his butler and asked to leave a message.
'We really need to work on communication' Peter thought after a few moments before he saw that they arrived at the submarine's supposed location and began to have the Javelin circle it "So how do you want to do this?"
He didn't see any signs of a sub being hijacked, than again if there was one it'd likely be underwater. True the Javelin could go submersible, but Peter had no way of docking to the submarine and trying to go through one of it's hatches.
"I'm gonna dive down and locate it and push it to the surface if it's been already boarded. You swoop in and help with extracting the crew" Arthur said as he rolled his shoulders and popped a kink in his neck "If I happen to catch the pirates before they board the sub, I'll hit them, force them to the surface and than we can kick their ass"
"Sound plans" Peter said with an eye roll before he sighed 'I could be asking Dinah out on a date right now. Or Diana. Or really anybody at this moment'
Seriously, Peter really needed to get a girlfriend or at the very least someone to hang out with.
"If we get this done quick, we can still make happy hour" Arthur said as he sat up and made his way to the back of the jet where the ramp was "Let's do this"
"Aye-aye, Mermaid Man!" Peter said with a salute as he lowered the Javelin's ramp and began to slowly descend towards the water so Arthur could leap out "Tell Flipper and Willy I said what's up"
"Your hilarious" Arthur said with a deadpanned expression before he turned and leaped out of the Javelin and fell close to twenty stories before hitting the water in a massive splash.
"Ehh, I give it a point two out of ten" Peter said as he had the jet's ramp close and settled into the pilot seat and began to wait.
He didn't have to wait long, after only a minute, a Akula-class submarine suddenly burst through the surface with a smaller, odd ray shaped submarine attached to the front portion of it's hull. Peter gaped at the sight before he scowled at Aquaman waving at him with a smug look on his face. With a grumble, Peter set the Javelin to hover and quickly made his way to the ramp and leaped out and on to the sub.
"Show off" Peter said as he landed and nearly lost his balance due to the wet surface of the sub's hull.
"Wanna board it, gotta surface it" Artur said with a grin as he made his way the subs main hatch.
"Did you have to have it come out of the water so fast and so dramatically" Peter asked with an eye roll.
Arthur's response was a knowing smirk as he came to a stop at the hatch into the sub and gave it a curious look before he tapped it with his foot "What are the odds they have people watching this hatch?"
"After what you just did, I'll be surprised if they aren't throwing up the last eight meals they've had" Peter said as he crouched beside the hatch and ran a finger along it's edge "Well, the sealing's probably still good, so no water inside or loss of pressure"
"You got that from just running your finger along the hatch's edge?" Arthur said with a raised brow.
"Nah I just made that up. I have no idea what it's like in there" Peter said with a shrug as he stepped back and gestured towards the hatch "After you"
"Might as well come by myself with how you have me doing all the work" Arthur said with an eye roll as he rolled his shoulders before he suddenly kicked the hatch in, sending the circular door flying down the small shaft and into an unsuspecting heavily armored and armored pirate below.
"Oof, that's gotta hurt" Peter said with a wince as he could hear shouting inside.
"He's wearing body armor... he'll probably live" Artur said with a shrug as he dropped down into the sub below.
Peter shook his head before he followed the Atlantean hybrid into the sub.
The New York based hero had never been in a sub, let alone a Russian one, but he knew that they were cramped. The moment that Peter dropped into the undersea warship he found himself nearly pressed up against Arthur who was busy using the ripped off hatch as a makeshift shield to protect them from being shot by several pirates.
'How in the hell did I go from stopping a bank robbery this morning to fighting pirates on a submarine in the middle of the Atlantic with Aquaman?' Peter thought as he squeezed an arm through Arthur's shoulder and around the hatch and shot off several web bullets at the black armored pirates-
...
"Wait, hold up a second" Mareena held a hand up to stop Peter from continuing his story "Did you refer a submarine as a ship?"
Peter frowned at the Atlantean beauty in his arms for a moment before he shrugged "Uh yeah, why?"
"Subs aren't ships, their boats" Mareena said with a shake of her head "Everyone knows that!"
"You interrupted my story just to correct me on proper naval vessel terminology?" Peter said with a deadpanned expression.
"Yes, I did" Mareena nodded in a regal manner "Now, continue"
Peter stared at the royal for a moment before he shook his head "If I had ay doubts that you were Mera's kid, that all but squashed them... okay so anyway, me and your dad had gotten into the sub and were fighting some of the pirate guys. Your dad went to get the crew from out of the sub's engine room or whatever while I decided to go and make sure that the pirates couldn't take any of the sub's nukes or whatever it was they wanted..."
...
"ARE YOU PEOPLE INSANE?!" Peter yelled as he ducked behind the hatch door to the compartment that apparently housed the sub's torpedo's, missiles and various other armaments' "YOU SHOOTING IN A ROOM FILLED WITH BOMBS!"
"It's gonna take a lot more than this to set these things off" one of the Pirates scoffed as he reloaded his rifle while another drew a shotgun from his back and slowly approached the door where Peter was just beyond.
"Oh that makes me feel so much better" Peter rolled his eyes at this before he grabbed the barrel of the shotgun as it appeared through the hatchway and yanked it towards him.
The pirate let out a startled yelp as the gun was torn from his hands before Peter grabbed him by the front of his armored vest and pulled him into the hatchway's frame. The man's helmet dented slightly and Peter let the dazed man slump to the floor as he broke the shotgun over his knee and tossed the snapped ends away just as the other pirate finished reloading and began to open fire on the doorway again.
"I really need to invest in something bullet proof... or sturdier than what I'm wearing at least" Peter said as he flinched as a round ricocheted off the sub's hull and bounced around the hall before it suddenly hit a fire extinguisher.
The result was a cloud of vapor that quickly filled the hall and began to slip into the armory, allowing Peter to peaked around his cover and fire off several web bullets at the man inside. A shout of pain and surprise alerted Peter to his efforts success and quickly made his way inside and finished off the pirate with a solid punch to the face that cracked the man's mask.
"So I have to ask, since you guys are pirates and all, do you have a captain with a peg leg?" Peter said as he began to cover the man in webbing.
Peter's question was answered with a flare of his spider-sense, causing him to turn just in time to receive an harpoon straight into his right breast. The shooter was a dark skinned man who was dressed in more sophisticated armor compared to most of the pirates that Peter saw and was wielding a small harpoon gun in his hands. The man had the gull to even look smug by his accomplishment.
"Hmm, got me a live one old man" he shouted to someone behind him.
"SWEET MOTHER OF CRAP!" Peter yelled as h stumbled back in pain, his hand going to the bloodied wound in his chest "YOU SHOT ME WITH A HARPOON!"
Seriously, who did that?
Another man entered the room, this one dressed in slightly better armor than the man who shot Peter, who looked very similar to the man that just shot Peter though a lot older. Great, Peter was on the receiving end of some kind of twisted father-son bonding time, with harpoons!
'Oh this is just great. Another dysfunctional father and son evil duo' Peter thought with a shake of his head as a faint echo of laughter rang through his head.
"There's one, where's the other?" the older man said with a frown as he drew his side-arm and aimed it at Peter's head.
"We'll deal with him soon enough-" the younger of the two said as he just finished reloading another harpoon when a figure suddenly flew through the hatchway and slammed in to both men, sending them both over the room's railing and into a lower level that looked reserved for maintenance.
"Come on Webs, we're missing happy hour with this" Arthur said as he approached Peter.
"Dude I got shot by a freaking harpoon!" Peter yelled as he tried to pull the hook free "GAAHHHH! FUCK WHOEVER MADE THESE THINGS!"
No wonder Moby Dick was such a colossal asshole in the book, getting shot by these things would piss anyone off. Peter was even starting to feel the urge to sink a ship or two and eat the man that shot him.
"Hold still" Arthur said as he leaned in to better examine Peter's injury "Looks like it didn't hit anything vital based on the amount of blood loss, though it'll scar"
"I'M ENTIRELY VITAL!" Peter yelled in annoyance before he screamed in pain as Arthur touched the harpoon, causing the wound it was making to throb "OW! OW! OW! Don't touch it!"
"Hold still!" Arthur scowled in annoyance as he slowly took a firm grip of the harpoon's shaft and with a quick tug, ripped it out of Peter's breast.
"SWEET LITTLE MISS CHRISTMAS!" Peter yelled as he quickly covered the bleeding wound with a hefty dose of webbing, which only served to cause further irritation to the wound "GAHHH! DAMN YOU STERILE WEBS!"
"Oh that's nasty" Arthur said with a sniff as he covered his nose with his hand "How the hell can you stomach that crap?"
"I don't know Aquaman, how can you stomach swimming through a harbor when dozens of boats and ships dump their sewage into it?" Peter said with a pained scowl.
"Get back to the top and help these sailors off the boat" Arthur said as he made his way to the railing he sent the two pirates over "I'll catch up in a minute"
"No arguments from me" Peter groaned as he made his way to the hatchway.
Thankfully it didn't take Peter long to find his way back to the hatch that he and Arthur came through, there was a small line of Russian submariners that were busy making their way up the sub's ladder and on to the deck outside. Peter waited until they had all gone up before casting a glance back down the hall he came to see if Arthur would be right behind him.
'I'm sure he'll be fine' Peter thought as he climbed back up the ladder well and exited the sub to see that the crew had deployed several life rafts and were already piling into them.
There wasn't as many as he thought there'd be...
'I really hope it's because these subs don't need that many guys to drive it' Peter thought as he quickly leaped up to the still hovering Javelin and rushed to the cockpit so he could have the jet lower itself and allow the sailors to board it's ramp.
No sooner than the jet began to lower itself towards the water that the sub suddenly shook as a explosion breached it's hull somewhere under the water and began to sink the massive ship-
...
"Subs are boats not ships!"
"Shut up we're getting close to the end!"
...
"Yes, yes, your welcome" Peter nodded as he made his way back down to the Javelin's ramp and helped the Russian Sailors onboard "God save the Motherland and vodka and all that. Welcome Comrade and you too comrade... and you... oh, hello sir, welcome aboard the Javelin-"
Peter was cut off by Arthur suddenly shooting out from the water and landing on the Javelin's ramp, nearly sending Peter falling off when he stumbled into him.
"Hey, watch it!" Peter gave the man a light shove.
"Sorry" Arthur said as he shook his head a little "still a little disorientated from when one of those guys shot a grenade at me"
"One of them shot you with a grenade?" Peter said with surprise before he noticed the faint burn marks on the man's chest "Yeesh, that's gotta sting"
"Oh you have no idea" Arthur said with a snort as he gave Peter a slap on the shoulder and nodded towards the interior of the Javelin "Come on, let's get the hell out of here. First round is on me"
Peter gave the man a dry stare as he brushed past the wall crawler before Peter's gaze flickered to the submarine as it slipped beneath the waves below. He made a mental note to send a message to Diana on the Watchtower, who will in turn send a message to the Russians and whoever else needed to know that a nuclear submarine was currently sinking to the bottom of the ocean. If nothing else, they'd want to make sure those nukes on it were recovered or at least made unreachable by whoever wanted them.
'Watch that thing crashes on the sea floor, the radiation gets out and we get freakin Godzilla or something' Peter thought with a mental groan 'Ugh, I can just hear Jameson blaming me for that one'
With one last look thrown towards where the submarine was, Peter turned and re-entered the Javelin and closed the ramp behind him. The cargo hold was a little cramped with so many people in it, but Peter was eventually able to squeeze his way back into the Javelin's cockpit to find Arthur was already in the pilot seat. Ignoring the fact that the Atlantean stole his seat, dick move, Peter slipped into the co-pilot seat and began to type in a series of commands that'll take the Javelin back to the mainland.
New York to be precise, where they can drop off the Russians and Peter can head back into space to drop the Javelin back off on the Watchtower.
"So, does this mean I'm with the Justice League?" Arthur asked after a few moments.
"Huh?" Peter sounded as he glanced at the man with confusion.
"Well I saved you from getting killed by that pirate guy and we stopped them from stealing a couple of nukes if not the whole damn sub. Does that mean I'm in the League?" Arthur asked with a raised brow.
"Fuck no" Peter said in a deadpanned tone.
"Why?" Arthur asked with a scowl.
"First, shirts are a requirement" Peter pointed to the man's bare torso "Second, we didn't save the sub or the nukes, which are both now drifting towards the seafloor where with my luck they'll irradiate a shark and turn it into a Megalodon or something"
"Still stopped the pirates" Arthur said with a shrug.
"Tell you what Aquaman, if the League ever needs help taking on the Creature from the Black Lagoon, we'll give you a call" Peter said with a eye roll before he settled into his seat and closed his eyes "Now if anyone needs me, I'll be... I'll be taking a nap. Arthur, try to refrain from crashing the jet please. Wonder Woman made me promise to bring it back in one piece"
"It's on autopilot" the half Atlantean said with a frown as he pointed towards his console "In fact... it's been on that this whole time! You haven't been flying this thing once!"
"It's auto assist pilot, it helps you fly. So yes, I have been flying" Peter said, his eyes still closed as he tried to ignore the pain in his chest.
This was the last time he was doing Aquaman any favors.
...
"-And that's how I helped Arthur stop Black Manta, who wasn't really Black Manta at the time, stealing any nukes" Peter said with a nod as he and Mareena laid back on a couch, or more of Peter did while Mareena remained in his lap "At least I think he was stealing nukes"
"Wow..." the Atlantean princess said with awe in her voice before a frown appeared on her face "Wait, didn't Black Manta use the sub to help my uncle trick my grandpa King Nereus into joining him against the surface world and begin his campaign to unite the remaining kingdoms of Atlantis to rage war against the surface?"
"Probably" Peter said with a shrug.
They did from what Arthur said later after the whole fiasco was over, apparently it wasn't that hard for Orm's people to get the thing up and running again to 'trick' Meras father into joining his plans to wage war against the surface. Maybe next time Peter sees the exile prince he'll ask for a more in depth version of what did happen exactly or at the very least how Orm got into contact with Black Manta and his father in the first place, assuming of course Peter can get the man's lips off of Gamora's for a single second.
'Honestly, it's a wonder those two haven't suffocated with how often their sucking each other's faces off' Peter thought with an amused shake of his head.
"What's so funny?" Mareena asked as she adjusted her spot in Peter's lap, causing the shirt she was wearing to hike up a little farther and be one centimeter shy of outright flashing her lower half to Peter.
"Oh nothing, just this little on going joke with the Guardians is all" Peter said with a grin "Your Uncle Orm and one of our teammates are... close. Like really close. Like-"
"Their fucking?" Mareena finished with a inviting grin as she made a point to grind her rear into a suspiciously growing hardness in Peter's pants "Can't say I blame whoever's eye my uncle caught. We Atlanteans are very rigorous lovers"
"I swear the longer you Atlanteans are out of the water, the higher your libidos go" Peter said with a shake of his head "Must be the excess oxygen or something that makes you all hormonal"
If that was the case, that really explained a lot about Atlanteans when they stayed out of the water longer than a few hours.
"You know you like it" Mareena teased as she reached down between her legs and tapped on Peter's covered tip before resting her hand on the covered shaft, causing him to shudder slightly "I can tell"
"I won't confirm nor deny that" Peter said as he reached up and ran a hand across Mareena's covered chest and gripped her tit, causing her to moan and grin her hips harder against Peter's own.
After a few seconds she reached up and brought Peter into a steamy kiss while one of his hands reached down and slid under the hem of her shirt and began to slide down between her legs. Mareena felt her nether lips dampen at the feeling of Peter's fingers just shy of her clit while the hand gripping her tit squeezed harder, causing her to let out a breathless moan. After a few moments, Mareena leaned back in to capture Peter's lips with her own and began to slide her tongue into his mouth.
If someone told her several weeks ago that she'd be in her idols lap, swapping spit with him and all but grinding her pussy against his cock in one of the Watchtower's game rooms, she'd ask for a hit of whatever they were on so she could experience that.
'Oh yessss... I can see why mom used to say threaten to leave daddy for Peter' Mareena giggled as she pushed herself against Peter's chest and began to reach up and remove her shit so that he could touch her bare torso.
Once her tits were exposed, Peer's lips broke away from Mareena's and latched on to the first nipple they could find and began to suck. The Atlantean royal moaned like a shameless courtesan as Peter attacked her nipples with is oh so experienced tongue and lips while his fingers slipped into her tight passage. Mareena hoped to every deity of the sea that they didn't stop, that no one would walk in and interrupt them, she wanted this man to have in her in all of the best ways imaginable and she'd be damned if she didn't get it-
"W-W-Wait" Peter suddenly broke away from Mareena, his face slightly red and covered in sweat.
Mareena frowned in confusion at this before she suddenly felt just how much Peter's entire body was shaking beneath her. And it wasn't just that, but his body was running hot, very hot, and she could feel his heartbeat pounding in his chest. For a moment she thought that he was simply that excited to finally fuck her, but the look of pain and concentration on his face, and the fact hat his boner was now placid, laid those thoughts to rest.
"Are you alright?" Mareena asked a little breathless "What is it?"
"Just... just trying to keep it-...myself under control" Peter said in a strained voice as his skin briefly paled and an ominous substance began to seemingly fill his veins before slowly fading away "Just need a breather... just a breather..."
Mareena nodded slowly as she gently climbed off Peter and let the man work through a few breathing exercises. Now that she was actually paying attention to him, he looked... tired, for the lack of a better term. Eventually the color began to return to his skin and his veins retook their more natural color before they faded away as well. The end result was a still slightly red and sweaty Peter and a mind full of questions for Mareena.
'Was that... was that 'it'?' Mareena thought as Peter ran a hand across his face and let out a ragged breath.
"Sorry" Peter said after a few moments "Sometimes when I'm unexpectedly surprised, even in a good way, my uh, my other half takes it the wrong way and tries to... tries to come out"
"It's okay" Mareena said with a small grin as she placed a hand on Peter's shoulder and gave it an affectionate squeeze "Most men your age usually experience this sorta thing. One in four I believe"
"Oh ha-ha-ha" Peter said with a snort of amusement before he took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh "Well, I think I'm better now"
"Is that right?" Mareena said with a amused smile on her face "So we can head back to your place and let me try out your 'web shooter' without interruptions?"
"We could but I'm afraid we're gonna have to leave tonight's fun at solely copping feels and some heavy groping" Peter said with a yawn as he stood up and stretched his arms until he felt a pop in each of them and let out a sigh of relief "Got an early day tomorrow"
"Really, doing what?" Mareena asked her arousal quickly disappearing and being replaced with curiosity.
"Oh you know, going to visit New York and see if a few old haunts are their still there" Peter revealed with a shrug "And afterwards... probably face down some new super villain because with my luck, I'll run across one who will in turn swear vengeance on me and be the start to my new Rogues Gallery. Hmm, 'Neo' Rogues has a nice ring to it, don't it?"
"Well it sounds productive" Mareena said with a frown as she stood up as well and pulled her shit back on "You want me to come with? Can give me a tour of the Big Apple..."
"Uhh... maybe next time" Peter said with some unease in his tone "This trip is kinda... personal. I'm... I'm visiting someone while I'm there"
"Oh..." Mareena said with obvious disappointment before her eyes widened in realization "Oh, oh, that's- I mean, I understand. I hadn't realized that you maybe wanted to... to go 'there'"
"Honestly I don't" Peter said with a shake of his head "But... I gotta. I owe her that much at least"
Clark gave him the address to where she was buried not long after he began to reacclimate to Earth. He's offered to come on a few occasions whenever Peter's hinted on wanting to go 'there' but the wall crawler always found a convenient excuse to cancel. The man of steel never once judged Peter, understanding his hesitance and has even admitted that it took him over eight years to finally muster the courage to visit Lois's grave after she died.
Peter honestly couldn't understand why it was so difficult for him to go, he visited Gwen's grave plenty of times after her death, and Uncle Ben's. Hell, just a few days after he came back, Peter flew out to Boston to visit Aunt May and Jameson Senior's graves and pay his respects... but not her's.
'But this... this is different' Peter thought with a saddened expression 'I don't know how or why, but it is'
He supposed that seeing where she was, it'd finally solidify what Peter already knew... she was gone, gone-gone and she wasn't coming back.
"Well... if you need anything, I'm here" Mareena said as she stepped close to Peter and took his hand into her own "And Superman, Warhawk, Lantern, even Barda. We'll be here if you need anything, you know that"
"I know" Peter said with a small nod "Thanks by the way"
"Any time" Mareena said with a small smile as the two held one another's gazes, an unspeakable but powerful connection seemingly blooming betwe-
"Oh god it's so sweet I feel like I need to see a dentist for possible cavities"
And the feeling was gone.
Mareena's brow twitched in anger as her head snapped towards the direction of the third party and was greeted to the sight of Rex Stewart, aka Warhawk, sans his armor, and Micron standing in the doorway. The former had a smirk on his face while the latter looked torn between making his own witty comment and shrinking down so small that Mareena will be able to find him and tear him a new one.
"Hey guys" Peter nodded at the duo as he wrapped an arm around Mareena's waist and pulled her in close "What brings you guys here?"
"Smelled your tacos cooking and wanted to try them" Rex said with a slight shrug "Than we came in here and saw you two being all sweet with one another"
"Funny, seeing you made me sour" Mareena growled at the duo.
"I just wanted tacos man" Micron groaned as he turned to leave "Come on Rex, let's get something out in town"
"Yeah Mecha Chicken, beat it before I decide to add wings to the menu" Peter said with a smirk.
"What was that wise guy?" Rex said with his eyes narrowing as he took a few steps into the room.
"You heard me, or would you prefer I say 'tweet-tweet-tweet'?" Peter quipped "Or is that racist? How about cock a doodle doo?"
Mareena giggled at how red in the face Rex was getting while Micron, who was struggling not to laugh, tried to pull the larger man out of the room by the arm.
"Let it go man, you know that's what he does" Micron said as he tried to pull his teammate along "He likes to rile people up"
"One of these days you little shit I'm gonna kick your ass from here to the Source Wall!" Rex said as he was dragged from the room by Micron.
"Tweet-tweet-tweet!" Peter called back with a grin as the man's curses were cut off by the door to the room closing "Heh, just like his mother"
Mareena shook her head in tired amusement before she slapped his chest in a annoyed but playful manner.
"Oh hush you!"
...
And done.
Next chapter, The Neo Dark Knight...