The Second Ant-Man

     “Flashcards would probably just make things more confusing. Too many crazy variables, not enough objective truth and all that,” Parker shrugged a little, “His name – well, the one he goes by – is Trauma. Real name is Terry. Terrance Ward.”

     “Uh, no. At least I don’t think we have a Reed Richards. We definitely don’t have a Fantastic Four,” Scott paused thoughtfully, “We might, though. Apparently, there are kings that run around in high-tech cat costumes, so… you never know. Maybe there is a Reed Richards with labs within labs.”

     At the mention of growing being harmful to his heart, Scott couldn’t help but subconsciously touch his chest. Getting lost in another dimension was one thing, but the idea that the suit could be hurting him hadn’t really sunk in. Regardless of the grim turn his thoughts went towards, Scott remained chipper, “Awh, don’t be a worry wart. Every problem has a solution.”

      “Oh, you mean Black Panther? Cool guy." Scott nodded in approval. “Seems a little weird not to have a Reed; he travels around to enough dimensions you’d think there’s one of him in each, but who knows.”

     ❝ the strangest. ❞  for one who is MUTANT and AVENGER and WITCH, wanda can honestly say her life has been anything but normal.  ❝ they’re doing fine from what they’ve told me.  i see billy a little more; we’re in the same magical ‘ circles, ’ so to speak.  but tommy — well, he’s very much like his uncle.  he’s always running. ❞  a tentative smile tugs against her lips.  ❝ how is cassie? ❞

          ❝ darla deering?  THE darla deering — the celebrity? ❞  wanda isn’t sure how those events happened to transpire, but if scott’s happy, then she supposes she is too.  still, her face softens at mention of his daughter.  ❝ i’m glad to hear that.  i try to see billy and tommy when i can too. ❞