"Well, that was a thing", spoke the gentleman in the black and white, spider-themed suit. The other man attired in red merely nods and hands over one of the cups of coffee.
Both vigilantes sip their drinks and watch the circus, literally, from a few warehouses down. The local police seemed to have their hands full with getting all the clowns out of their tiny car.
"Reminds me of old times", the horned hero squatting at the edge of the building remarked.
The eyes behind large white, oval lenses followed a strongman and a juggler, tripping over each other with their hands cuffed behind their backs. The cops followed them trying to wrestle them to the ground. All it needed was a comedy music track from the 60's.
"Way back when we first met right? Back when you wore that mustard and ketchup colored number right DD?", spoke the bizarre man in black. Like the symbol on his chest, he was sticking to the wall under and to the left of his friend.
"DD", more commonly known as Daredevil, chuckled. The deep chuckle nearly turned into full blown laughter as his ultra sensitive hearing picks up the sound of someone slipping on a banana peel and a pile of bodies hitting the ground. "Tell me that was as hilarious as it sounded?"
"With all those mimes, it looked like one of those silent movie bits", quipped the Spider-Man. Finishing his coffee he tossed his cup onto the roof, grabbed the roof above him, and flipped backwards to land next to his partner. "Circus of Crime, at least it was a good show".
Following a random tip, the heroes investigated the warehouses around the docks. What they eventually found was the remnants of a villainous circus troupe.
The devil in red stood up and stretched his shoulder, "they were missing a few members, otherwise this would have been an old reunion".
The spider followed him and stretched his arms high above his head with a yawn. "Ringmaster went legit awhile back didn't he?", commented Spider-Man pulling his mask down from where it rested on his nose.
"And Princess Python joined one of the Initiative states I heard. I think Louisiana".
"The weird clown guy was running it tod- there he is", Spidey interrupted himself when he spotted the clown in question. Oversized comedy pants around his ankles, and two cops trying to handle him into a squad car.
"It would probably be funny if he wasn't shouting death threats", Daredevil said after finishing his coffee and dropping the cup on the roof.
"Riiiggghhhttt", the spider stretched the sound, "so we keep going or head back home for a break?"
The Hell's Kitchen native turned his head towards the setting sun. This job wasn't too difficult, just long. After dealing with Lady Stilt-Man and the Circus of Crime, it was beginning to get late.
Feeling the amount of light remaining, the super-sense powered hero estimated the time. "It's about 8, Elektra probably has dinner made by now".
"That's still kinda eerie when you do that", Spider-Man remarked after checking a nearby digital clock outside a bank. 8:03, "just a few minutes off. Let's head back".
The two heroes set off in their unique ways, sky high, rooftop parkour and silk like rope shot from ingenious wrist devices.
"Thanks for the web supplies horn head", the web slinger spoke mid arc, "hope it didn't put you back too much. I swear I'll pay you back".
Daredevil retracted his extending billy club at the top of his own swing. Landing on the rooftop, he proves his nickname as the Man Without Fear by diving off the other end of the building. Flipping and landing on a flagpole, he springboards into the cooling air and soars beside Spider-Man for a few moments.
"Don't worry, I got them free from Night Nurse", shooting his grappling hook he snags a gargoyle. He swings next to his partner and continues his line of thought, "helped her recently with some malpractice issue and she had boxes of some of the stuff that she never uses".
The man behind the spider mask pondered that. Ever proud, he has been thankful that his roommates, Matt and Elektra, has been letting him feel useful at the least. Fixing broken down appliances, assisting Matt with occasional science in his cases, and oddly enough, helping Elektra with some housework has been done to try and alleviate some of his guilt for staying without rent. Even though they say it's ok, Peter Parker would rest easier if he contributed more financially.
And now Night Nurse was giving him an unknown hand. He'll have to do something nice for her...
Almost on pure autopilot, his Spider-Sense directs him at top speed directly through the open skylight above the kitchen where he currently lived. As always, Elektra stands beautiful and deadly. She appears alert and ready for a fight, though some of the affect is lost while she's brandishing a spoon covered in chili.
"We startled her again", Daredevil says after landing behind his friend.
"Not startled", she states with an edge in her voice, "cautiously aware".
"Alrighty", the spider takes his mask off, revealing the brown locks of Peter Parker. He sidesteps the volatile ninja lady and picks up a plate to prepare. "Looks good El", he tries to diffuse any potential situation.
"Smells even better", pulling his own mask back, Matt Murdock steps up to Elektra and wraps his arms around her. The Man Without Fear lives up to the hype, holding her and sporting a grin.
Her glare reduces a few millimeters, which Peter recognizes as her "not gonna hurt as much" look.
Elektra looks into Matt's face a few more seconds before speaking. "Gloves or not", she points to a nearby sink, knowing the action isn't COMPLETELY wasted on him, "wash your hands".
Peter immediately sets his plate onto the table and heads toward the sink. Matt kisses her on the cheek, "yes ma'am", and goes to wait his turn.
Elektra half closes her eyes to watch the two before going back to stirring the chili in the crock pot on the table.
Matt rinses his hands off and drys on a nearby towel. Following Peter back to the table, he picks up his own plate to make. He points his face in Elektra's direction, "any calls while we were out?"
Elektra pauses in thought. "Yes, two from Foggy about your current case, a random woman called before apologizing and hanging up, and", she turns to Peter, "Johnny Storm called".
Peter stops mid bite into his chili dog to question her, "what did matchstick want?"
Choosing to cover some chips in chili, cheese, and onion instead, Elektra tells him. "Well, he first was surprised a woman answered Matt's phone, then asked if I was taking advantage of your vulnerable state", she lets Peter and Matt recover from choking on their food before continuing. "After letting him know I wasn't and telling him who I was, he tried hitting on me", she shows the tiniest grin to Peter as Matt hides a frown behind his glass of tea.
The younger hero chuckles a bit before continuing his meal. "Sounds like him", then he takes another bite.
"Yes", she continues, "I told him I was taken, and he expressed his disappointment that all the hot Greek women were. He then asked how you were and told me to tell you to swing by the Baxter Building tomorrow."
Matt chimes in after putting down his own chili dog, "any reason why?"
She shakes her head. "Didn't say, but he did sound annoyed when asking about you", she nods her head at Peter.
Finished with his food, the spider powered hero uses his gift for perfect equilibrium and balances his chair on the back legs. Taking a sip of his tea, Peter thinks about it. "No telling", he finally shrugs his shoulders, "I've hardly spoken to him or any of the other FF recently." He hears Elektra clear her throat, and he smiles sheepishly as he sets his chair down.
Matt too finishes his meal and sets his chin on his laced knuckles on the table. "Well I guess you can ask him about it tomorrow".
"Ya. Aside from you guys, the FF were the only ones to offer help. But I couldn't expose them to my problems", at this point, Peter's good mood drops a bit. "Especially with Franklin and Valeria around. They didn't need a trouble magnet sticking nearby. I'll just drop in and see what flame brain wants then bounce".
"And what about us?", Elektra asks with a raised eyebrow.
Peter let's a slow grin spread over his face, "you guys practically kidnapped me off the street and wouldn't take no for an answer". Peter laughed a bit from Elektra's glare.
"I'll go with you", the blind lawyer speaks up drawing the attention of the others. "If Walters is there, I'd like to consult with her on some legal matters", he explains while standing from his seat.
"Uh, sure", comes the slightly confused reply of the spider. He turns to share a look with Elektra, who only shrugs in an apathetic manner.
"Good", Matt says with a grin, fixing his mask back over his face. "Now we can get back to busine-", "ehem", Elektra interrupts him with a sinus clearing noise. She finishes the last of her plate and looks to Matt, "forgetting something?"
Matt turns his head to face the darker suited hero. "Nope", he says in joy, "I made a bet".
Peter freezes in his seat and stares at all the used dishes and food stuck to pots and plates. The hero hangs his head in mock defeat, and stands in equally mock seriousness. "It'll be my greatest challenge".
The Daredevil chuckles a bit, and to his surprise, even Elektra has a small smile.
She's glad to see the change for the better in him. As annoying as he is, he's been through a lot. Too much in the last few months for sure.
Despite her early reluctance in letting him stay, she's glad now that she can help him in any small way, being long convinced how much of a hero he is by Matt and from working with him.
She's honestly surprised by how much people have turned a blind eye to him. One of the greatest heroes and no one tried to help him? That's the big league, world saving heroes for you, if it's not important to them or the world, they don't seem to care.
That's why she's had this plan for awhile now for all the street level heroes. Luke, Danny, Shang, Johnny, they know how to watch the little people. She'll need to speak with Matt about that soon...
Taking a sip out of her glass she watches a comical scene. Two of some of the best men she's ever known, in their uniform with rubber gloves up to their elbows, washing dishes. Peter had talked Matt into rinsing so they can get back to patrol faster.
She relaxes into her seat and watches them work in perfect synch. If only all the other heroes in the world could work like that. Elektra takes another drink and refines her plans in her head.
"Things will only get more interesting from here", she thinks to herself, "and I'll bet dish washing duty for a week that Peter will be stuck in the middle". She finishes off her drink with a small smile.