Janet Van Dyne aka Wasp (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tiny_queenbee) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
Gwen's hand reminded Jan that these were civilians; ignorant maybe, but non-dangerous and not the enemy, overall. She clenched and unclenched her hands, taking a breath and looking at her friend with a smile. "Right, no jail time. It'd take away from the fun!" And just like that, she was back to the task at hand. If there was anything that Gwen could have said to swing her mood, it was shopping.
It wasn't like her usual type of shopping, but Jan happily followed after Gwen, glancing at the tables around them. "Pete and Tony?" Jan glanced over at her, thinking about what Pete had asked her to customize. "Wait, which Pete are we talking about? And I'm guessing older Tony if you called him Mr. Stark." She couldn't help but laugh, thinking of her Tony as a Mr. Stark.
They had stopped by a table that was covered with boxes and boxes of comic books. Jan picked one up, flipping through the pages, grinning. "OMG, look!" She held open a page, displaying a couple of their friends, fighting various monsters and aliens. This was weird. Tony had shown her a few when he had first brought her to this place, but it was still a lot to wrap her head around. "Have you found any stories about yourself? Or weirdly enough, stories that you remember doing?"