Vampirella and Cyberfrog mashup cover (color)
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Vampirella and Cyberfrog mashup cover (color)
by Ethan Van Sciver
“Let it be blood then”
Ardian Syaf - Kyle Ritter- Vicente Cifuentes
Spring Break in Speedos
For @chocolatehimbos
The young men of Alpha Theta Psi were ready for spring break. More than ready. It had been a long semester and the boys were ready to party. To that end, money had been pooled together from their own pockets as well as the fraternity’s coffers to put together a hell of a Spring Break: travel to a tropical island to a beachfront villa with a small private beach.
The place wasn’t as big as they maybe would have liked it, they would have to stay in close quarters. The houses that were big enough but were also right on the beach were too expensive, and houses that were big enough and in their price range were too far from the beach. They were used to close quarters from living together in the fraternity house, and they had voted for the convenience and beauty of the smaller beachfront place. It could be a little bit of a pain when – no “if,” when – they found some girls to bring home but the strategies that served them well in the house would serve them just as well here.
They had endured a longish plane ride and a surprisingly long car ride; the setting of the house was a little more secluded than Ezekiel had expected when he was setting things up but it was absolutely beautiful out here; the warm light of the island sun, the pure blue of the ocean, the white sand of their *private fuckin beach*. Zeke barreled out of the car as soon as it stopped and almost went running right for the ocean before he could even pay the cabbie. Chuckling as he got his feet under him and remembered himself, he grabbed his wallet and paid the man, making sure to leave a generous tip.
The twelve-passenger van that they had chartered probably would have fit twelve little old ladies fine but it was less accommodating for strapping college-aged men, many of them athletes. Zeke had gotten the passenger seat way up front and the rest of the boys had been cramped together in three rows of too-small benches and now that they were parked they were rushing for freedom in a less-than-orderly fashion. Corey was the first to get free and he shouted “Yes!” as he feet touched the ground. Despite his moving quickly, he was no match for the other boys barreling out of the van after him; he didn’t have time to take two steps forward before another boy was slamming into him, pushing him to move up faster
For his own part, Joey got a little carsick and he had somehow found himself pushed up against a corner of the van, making it worse. He hadn’t actually gotten sick but it was a near thing, and he was still feeling queasy as they started to climb out. Despite this, he waited until the van was pretty much clear before moving; some of these dudes were throwing elbows to get out and he did not want to see what happened when a causal, brotherly elbow caught him in the gut right now. Eventually, he did make it out, and breathed deep, the salt sea air immediately doing wonders for him.
“Alright, Alphas,” Mac said, clapping his hands as the boys stretched and whooped their freedom. “We gotta get all of this shit inside the house,” he said. “And let this gentleman be on his way.” He opened up the trunk area and grabbed two of the many large black bags that the boys had brought with them, and trudged into the house, expecting the others to follow.
In short order, bags were inside and the boys were starting to think about immediately hitting the beach, because what else had they come here to do? That was when Kyle started looking through the bags, trying to identify his own. Instead of seeing the familiar names of his frat brothers, he saw names like “Giuseppe” and “Etienne.”
Eventually he came to the conclusion: his bag definitely wasn’t here. “Hey guys,” he called out, “I think they switched our luggage.”
Miss Fury Vol. 1 #7 (Variant Cover) (2013)
Art by: Ardian Syaf, Guillermo Ortego and Kyle Ritter
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