When the Wasp saw what had happened to the Triskelion, her first reaction was disbelief. Then shock. And finally, anger. She got out her mobile, and started making calls.

"Hello, Agent Carter? I heard that you were setting up Triskelion Alternate in Trenton today, and – well, have you heard what – ah, so you have – Can you have a team here by – Yes, I'll wait for them."

"Hello, Tony. How is – Oh, hello, Sara. Could you hand me over – Yes, hello, Tony. Are you in New York today? Well look out the window... Yeah, that was basically my reaction, too. Your suit's in there, Tony, so you better swing by Sharon Carter's office in Trenton for the spare. I'll be waiting for you by the gate."

"Hey, Thor. How's the Burning Man Festival this year? Listen, something's come up at the Triskelion, so we need you, Wanda and Pietro in New York, as soon as possible. Hurry, OK?"

"Hello, Baxter Building? Could you put me through to Dr. Storm? Yes I'll hold... Hello, Dr. Storm, this is Janet van Dyne, from the Ultimates? We were wondering if you could spare us an hour or so today. Yeah, that'd be great."

"Hello, Professor Xavier. Yeah, listen we need your help... no, this is the kinda stuff you can do from home... Listen, I'll call you back when everyone's here, OK? Don't go away."

Her phone calls made, she turned back to the Triskelion, still not quite believing what she was seeing.

Because every door and window in the Triskelion was covered in pink gunk.