The Streets of Fandom, Saturday Morning
Angel had woken up in a bed not his own this morning. And, not knowing what to make of that, he deduced that, really, the only possible answer had to be that there was some sort of dastardly plot afoot. Probably Doctor Doom. Or maybe Mystique.
Definitely not Abomination, though. Angel would have smelled that coming from a mile away, and he didn't even have Daredevil's senses on his side.
In any case, the only clear-as-the-skies solution that he could really see was going hands-on, hitting the streets and investigating all he could. Which mostly involved wandering around and poking random inanimate objects looking for clues. Or tiny silver stars.
"You must be so bored on the ground all day."
He was only mildly disappointed when nothing actually happened. Repeatedly.
[Open! Warren has turned into Angel from the wee kids' Marvel MMO, Super Hero Squad Online. This mostly means that he's adorable. And also very dim.]
Definitely not Abomination, though. Angel would have smelled that coming from a mile away, and he didn't even have Daredevil's senses on his side.
In any case, the only clear-as-the-skies solution that he could really see was going hands-on, hitting the streets and investigating all he could. Which mostly involved wandering around and poking random inanimate objects looking for clues. Or tiny silver stars.
"You must be so bored on the ground all day."
He was only mildly disappointed when nothing actually happened. Repeatedly.
[Open! Warren has turned into Angel from the wee kids' Marvel MMO, Super Hero Squad Online. This mostly means that he's adorable. And also very dim.]