Josh sighed, “I am not sore. I just wish you could call from across the street, or ring me, or say hello like a normal person.” That wasn’t too much to ask was it? And considering the current trials the Earth was facing it seemed perfectly reasonable for most people to be pretty jumpy right now.
“I don’t want to play superhero. I just want to help people.” he said quietly, crossing his arms, “What is it you need me for?”
            “Kind of hard to ring someone           when you don’t know their number,                     buddy.”
   Peter gestured for the other to follow him. Not into an alley to mob him or anything, which was oddly the first thing that Peter thought of when he led the other boy behind a coffee shop. But, not before throwing finger guns at a passing, in-awe kid.Â
   He tugged at the mask to pull it over his head, shaking his head, giving his hair some bounce from the flatness of the mask.Â
           “Remember that pesky alien           I may have mentioned before?            I found his nest. And, if we’re          taking into consideration how bad        shape I was in before, I can’t imagine        what someone without a healing factor               would be in. You in?”
