#superbug verse

I rly wanted to do this for superbug so i did

No yelling at each other! Families talk about their problems, instead of getting angry about them.

If you have a problem, Mommy needs to hear about it! She promises not to get mad at her little bug for anything, but she does want to help him.

No soda or sweets after 9 o’clock! Pretty teeth need to stay pretty.

Comic books go back on the comic book shelf! If they are left out, then who knows who might come along and take them?

No bad words! Mommy promises to try and stop saying them as much.

No TV during homework time! Cap is happy to wait until you are done with homework to defeat Loki!

Mommies live indoors. Garys live indoors. Simons live indoors. Foxes and birds and squirrels live in the backyard.

If Bugs open up the door for people, who knows if Magneto might get in? Don’t let the bad guys win, let Mama answer the door.

Don’t talk to people that you don’t know or who make you uncomfortable! Gary’s comfort is very important to Mommy.

[Julia can live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve this precious boy and his love for her jfc.

[Shelby I can't be entirely convinced adult Roach doesn't do this during group showers. Just finishes washing up first takes everyone's towels and just lies on them. Or if he has to cut and run just MacMillan it and cover himself in a towel ghillie suit to keep himself warm as Ghost/Price/Soap/Nikolai try to grab him.

Gary didn't have the best of luck. That didn't mean he was any less bummed that he caught the flu, though. The strain had spread through the entire school, and just when he was safe, Gary was slammed with the symptoms.

That was Thursday, and after skipping school Friday, Gary found himself miserable and even sicker on Saturday. He tossed and turned in his bed before finally tossing the covers back. His body shook violently with the chills, but he was thirsty, so he stumbled out of bed, the room spinning.

Maybe I should call Mom, he thought. He sat down shakily and swallowed hard. His throat hurt, so yelling was out of the question. He considered his options, and finally decided to go down the hall to his Mom's room.

Shivering violently, he began his long journey towards her room. By the time he reached the door, he felt dizzy, and he lost his balance, slamming against the door. He slid down as his legs gave out, and he whimpered as his head throbbed and spun.

"But I’m not tired. What if he never comes?"

Roach tilted his head slightly. His mom looked shocked at the question, and he wondered if the question wasn’t a good one to ask. He knew that some questions were not good to ask, like questions about Julia’s mom and dad, because then she got sad and even a little scared.

"Oh." Roach let this information sink in, then asked shyly, "What kind of part, Mommy?" He wondered if this question was appropriate. He would find out soon enough.

For a moment, her boy was silent, and she let out a sigh of relief. It had been enough, she thought. Then he asked his second question, and her heart rate spiked. Oh God, he was so little, all blond hair and those lovely dark eyes so big and wide in his cherub face. Her son had no reason to know these things.

After waking up to being the size of a little kid, Roach decided that it would be best to find Julia first, considering that she was both closer, and he felt the need to have his 'mom' there.