#funny shenanigans

Set the scene:

Marvel and DC exist in the same universe, and the Avengers and the Justice League (as well as other heroes) respect each other and work together when necessary.

Spiderman is like a child of divorce, spending his weekdays heroing around Queens and the weekends swinging around Gotham. Possibly the one hero that doesn't have to ask permission from the Batman first.

(At first that was because he simply tuned Batman out whenever he tried to run him out of the city. And then it was because the bats and birds just grew to really like him)

Okay, scene set. Now for the funny goodness:

Batman gets a call from Ironman one day:

"What?"

"Hello to you, too. What, didn't get enough sleep hanging off a dark depressing cave ceilling?"

"Was there an actual reason you called, or are you just trying to be annoying, Stark?"

"Good lord, it's like it would physically hurt you to be a little bit social once in your life. I don't know how the kid deals with you."

"I'm hanging up now-"

"Wait! Jesus fucking Christ. It's about Spidey!"

"What's wrong? Did he get hurt? Is he in danger?" (anxious, fearful)

"Not exactly. We were fighting a new rogue, called himself 'Aroma Therapist'. Was spraying around some aerosol chemical composition that seems to be working different for everyone it hits. Long story short, Spidey got dosed right before he was able to web him up."

"And what did the drug do to him?" (apprehensive, worried, clenching his fists)

"Uhm, imagine a hyperactive toddler on a sugar high, thinking he should give villainy a try. Thankfully, his idea of villainy seems to consist of mostly over the top cackling and playing harmless pranks."

"Let me guess; the reason you are telling me this, is because he got away from you all and is headed to Gotham."

"Got it in one, Batsy. We are trying to figure out how long the effect of the drug will last, but Banner hasn't made much headway yet. Try to corral the kid to a safe space and keep him there, please. We were able to distract him with food, before he gave us the slip."

"Understood. Let me know as soon as you figure out more about that drug."

"Will do. Just,- keep an eye on him. He has been pretty cuddly so far, but we don't have any idea of what else that drug could do to him."

Chloe: But-That’s ridiculous, utterly ridiculou-

Marinette: We also knew each other since elementary school…

Chloe:…

yeah that’s me.

if a person found themselves reading Gemma/Happy smut,

What would be the proper course of action?

A) Drink oneself into oblivion to forget

B) An exorcism

C) Lebel as a new kink and move on

D) *insert own advice in the rb*

What the fuck are these?!

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