Spider-Man had wasted countless, countless hours searching. His spider-sense had caught the giant ball of electricity that had been aimed for him, but there was no sign of whoever threw it at him. His guess was Electro, but in this line of work, one could never be too sure.
"Spider-Man, long time no see," said a strong voice. Iron Man, in his custom battle armor, landed on the rooftop alongside him. "How've you been?"
Spider-Man wasn't really used to seeing Iron Man in the field. He hadn't seen it him in action much, and he felt a bit inferior. He always did feel that way, compared to people like him and Captain America. He acknowledged Iron Man, saying, "You guys got a spot open on the Avengers?"
The question struck Mister Tony Stark as odd. "Why? Interested now?" He hoped not. He really did.
He laughed, walking closer to the armored man. "What do you think?" he asked. "'Course not. But I know someone who is. She just came from France."
It caught Iron Man's interest, he wouldn't deny that. "People don't just get membership, Spider-Man. You know that." It had taken a heck of a lot of thought to allow him to even be considered honorary.
Spider-Man nodded, speaking face-to-face with him now. "Would 'ya meet her?" he asked.
"I don't see the harm in it," Stark said. "What can she do?"
Spider-Man exhaled in a grunt. "She can jump like a friggin' maniac, for one," he laughed. "If I see her, can I bring her over to the Mansion?" He wondered how Stark would respond to that. Would he let a stranger inside his tower?
"I'll speak about it with some of the others," he said. "Though I see no problem. Tell her not to expect much."
Spider-Man nodded. "None of us do," he snapped. "I'll let her know."
A/N: I really am sorry, but my personal life is a mess right now, and I have no time at all to update. I'm trying.