"I got more trains," Miguel passed Miles a drink, "I got trains and I got a legos. The insect collection this time."

"Are you going to bring them to the quiet room or keep 'em at home?" the teen sipped the hot chocolate.

"Uhm…If you want to do it too I can bring it to the QR," he shrugged, sipping his hot chocolate, "Have you and your parents done anything fun recently?"

He shrugged, "Not out, really. They've been pretty busy. Some nights we still get to enjoy dinner and a show. But they've both been doing some overtime lately. Which is fine, I've just been picking my patrol up more."

"How's that been?"

Miles shrugged, "It's been ok. Just work like usual. I prefer when it's quiet though. Gives me time to think and relax."

"Have you drawn anything new?"

"Oh yeah!" He rushed to grab his bag and pull the sketchbook out, "I been breaking mami down about going back to another museum, she said soon. But here are some sketches I got offline to copy."

Miguel looked over his shoulder as he went on each one of the pictures he had drawn. He pointed to one of the sky reflected in a window, "That's nice. Are you still going to teach me to spray paint?"

"Of course! Maybe we can do it tonight if you're not busy."

"Want to do it now? It's pretty quiet. Not like we can't jump up when some nonsense starts."

The teen gave him a winning smile and nodded, "Yeah, I know the perfect place for you to do it too. Let's grab my bag."

Miguel politely followed him along the city sky. He figured a visit was good since he hadn't seen him at HQ in a little while. Thankfully all was fine, just a bit busy trying to keep busy.

They managed to wind up at an abandoned apartment. It was clear that someone, hopefully Miles, had been using the place as a hang out spot.

"How'd you find this place? Bored while waiting for something dangerous and death defying to happen?"

Miles tossed to him a mask, "You got it. Do you know what to write?"

"I was thinking about it for a while," he slipped the mask on and took the blue, "I got nothing. So I guess I'll just do my spider."

"Always a safe bet," he pointed, "You gotta shake it or it won't spray."

"Yep, I knew that," he didn't. He shook the can and began spraying, laying down the blue, "Are your parents working late again tonight?"

"Yeah," the teen handed him red when he got the blue set up.

"Do you want to come over my house? I'll show you my trains. We can build a new course for them."

"That sounds fun, but I told Hobie we were going to hang. I've been getting to be a big brother with him this time."

"He can come too. If you want," he muttered the last part.

Miles took his hand, showing him how to keep it steady, "Do you really want him to come or are you just saying that. Because it sounds like you're just saying that."

"I'm not," Mig dismissed, shaking his head, "You both can come and we can watch TV, and play with my toys, and have snacks."

"Ok, I'll ask him when we're done," he watched Mig draw the spider, "Nice skull."

"I thought it was cool," he grabbed the black.

X

"I'm gonna go play with Miles and Miguel, ok Nan," Hobie pulled his boots on, "Would you tie my shoes?"

"Are you gonna stay the night? Or are you coming home for the night?" She sat on the floor, beginning to lace them up.

"Uhm, I don't know. I think I'll be back home a little after dinner."

"You did a lot of spider-man stuff this week, so I'll pack you pyjamas just in case. "

She knew he was strained still from this week with his dimension friends and all that hero business. It was good for him to be able to regress and play, but it was obvious that he was still tired.

"Ok."

"And you give your mama back her night shirt, you steal my clothes enough as is!"

"It's your fault for having such a sweet fashion sense," he tossed his hand and grinned.

She playfully tugged one of his wicks, "Ok dumpling, let me get your bag. Do you have Lizzy?"

"Yes! She's right here!" He held his bunny up, giving the cerise rabbit a snuggle, "She gets to meet Bodeyga."

"Good, she should have fun," Nan handed him his backpack, "Be a good boy. And bring me back some clothes to clone."

"I won't," he teased, touching foreheads before he jumped into the portal.

X

"Hey little G," Hobie smiled down at the toddler, "You get smaller each time I see you."

GG smiled, reaching up to be lifted for a hug. Of course the twenty year old happily obliged.

"What do you guys want to do first?" Miguel asked from the couch, shuffling through the channels, "You guys need to watch this show, it's about different fairy tales around the world."

"Can we watch it while we play?" Miles asked, inspecting the new trains and other toys, pulling out a transformer toy, "Look Hobie, it goes from a robot to a car. And he has Godzilla toys!"

The wickhead heard toys and hurried over, "Oh, oh!" He pulled one of the cars out, driving it over GG's face, making the baby giggle.

"You pull it back and let go," Miguel took the toy and instructed him.

When he released it the car started driving itself, pleasing Hobie immensely as he bounced in place and clapped, him and GG crawling after it.

"He likes cars," Miles pulled out the train tracks, "Want to build the train now?"

"Yeah," the giant nodded, kneeling down, "Lets see how extravagant we can make it."

"We should build a tower of legos and have the train go through it," the teen pulled the tote of legos out.

Miguel gasped, "Yes! Brilliant!"

Those two got to work building a massive Lego castle. They set forth to use as many pieces as possible and turn the tower into a giant fortress.

"It needs more defense or we can't keep the animals on the train safe," Miles picked through the pieces, grabbing a toy soldier, "Perfect, warriors!"

"Those are my Dora Milaje Soldiers. Adam got them for me," Miguel reached down and grabbed one, putting it up top.

"Miguel, you be king kong so we can shoot you out of the sky," Hobie pulled the back of the taller man's shirt.

"I'm building with Miles right now, I'll play King Kong with you after. Why don't you go play explorer with Gunner?"

Punk whined, looking down to Miles, "You want to be King Kong?"

"We're doing the tower, Hobie," Miles repeated, pointing to the playpen, "Why not let GG be baby Kong for now?"

He sulked, walking over to the playpen, the baby following closely behind.

X

Before long the tower was done and the two were able to bask in the fruit of their labors.

"I think with the amount of Doras and Avengers our animals should be safe," the teen wiped his brow dramatically, "Do you still want to play king kong?"

They turned, seeing a ball pit explosion. Hobie was cheering the toddler on as he tossed balls outside of the playpen, all over the playroom.

Miguel sighed, grabbing the bridge of his nose, "OK, you need to put the balls back in his pen now."

"We're hungry!" Hobie pointed to him, "Hungry hungry, right GG?"

"Nn!" he nodded, tossing a ball at Miggy.

He watched the ball roll past his feet and turned to Miles, "Can you get them to clean up? I'll get food."

"On it," he walked over, opening the pen door, "Come on guys, let's clean this up so we can eat."

"Is food ready?" Hobie tossed a ball at him.

He caught the ball, "Not yet, It should be done when we're done cleaning."

"We want ice lollies!"

"You need to clean first."

He stuck his tongue out, picking Gunner up and putting him in the little swing.

"Hobie…"

"Can we play while we eat?"

"Yes, but you have to clean up first," he walked in, taking Punk's hand, "Come on, pick up your mess."

"He wants to swing."

"He can swing, but you need to clean up now."

"You didn't clean up," he pointed to the tower.

"We didn't make a mess."

"Yea you did, you need to clean up."

"Hobie!" Miles scolded, "Pick up your toys and put them away!"

The young man's eyes widened at being shouted at by his friend. He pouted, shuffling in place.

The teen immediately regretted his outburst, going to hug Punk, "Sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you. You need to clean up, ok? I'll help you. Then we can eat, ok?"

Punk leaned into his shoulder, nodding.

"Ok, let's clean up."