Re: Flash & Jake: Marvel late night
The color leached into the black, like dawn out of a dark night and Jake thought the colors blending like that, like there wasn't a beginning or an ending was just about the coolest thing he'd ever seen. He figured on maybe trying to replicate it, but the blend ended before he could get the details straight in his head, and then the hell-beast wasn't a hell-beast at all, but Spiderman.
Jake's grin was slanted; wry. His heartbeat slowed on down like butter melting. "That makes two Spider men?" Words didn't fight him so damn much when he didn't feel like he was gonna clatter out of his skin, but Jake knew the difference between this Spidey and the one in the newspapers. The proportions were all wrong: this one was bigger, blockier.
"I wasn't snatching purses or nothing." Defensive.