One Jumbo Latte...Of Terror!
"And, with a twist of my key, the Coffee Bean is officially open for business." Harry Osborn smiles, looking up at the cafe. It'd taken months of work, but his new franchise was finally under way. The half-sincere cheers from the three employees who were opening with Harry reinforced the feeling of pride; no one could take this achievement from him
( Read more... )
Comments 27
Of course he had a giant monster alarm. When you dealt with the Moleman and Namor (with his giant sea-creature summoning horn), you naturally made special preparations to warn you when a giant monster was approaching the city. And right now it was blaring, finally knocking Reed Richards out of his concentration on a particularly vexing problem of fourth-dimensional mathematical equations as applied to Negative Zone physics.
As he looked up, a monitor dropped into place, revealing the scene. If he remembered correctly, the others were all out of the building today. Had he eaten lunch? He'd promised Susan he'd stop to eat lunch.
"HERBIE?"
"Yes, Doctor Richards?"
"Did I eat lunch today?"
"No, Doctor Richards."
Drat. Susan was going to be most unhappy with him.
"Fire off the signal flare. If any of the others contact the Baxter Building, inform them I took one of the Fantasticars to investigate the monster sighting."
"Yes, Doctor Richards."
Reply
"A monster sighting?"
Reply
"GOOOOM!" Goom roars, the monstrous beast swinging a flabby orange arm at the brownstone to his left.
"Hey!" A mildly unhinged voice snaps through the air, a puff of smoke and a synthesized scream fill the air, as the Green Goblin comes hurtling out of a building, glider sending distracting, painful sparks out while he hurls a flaming pumpkin at Goom. "Do you have ANY idea how hard it is finding a good neighborhood to open a business in this town?!"
Reply
"I'm afraid so, Bruce," he replied. "One of the giant kind. The database has tentatively identified it as Goom."
Reply
Leave a comment