Over his long career as Magneto, Erik had received his share of fan- and hatemail, but this —
He stared at the contents of the package, somewhat worse the wear for its trip through the postal system, and then again at the shipping label. To his surprise, he recognized the sender.
Was it supposed to be a comment on his diet? Or an attempt to color-match his armor? … He gave up. This was entirely beyond his experience.
"Peter," he said — the other mutant was opening his own fanmail — "do you have any idea why your mother sent me an eggplant?"