Food Patrol

Cold, damp breeze swept throughout the city of Chicago. In a crappy little street, a diner was built, filled with neon lights and a vibrant atmosphere.

Inside that diner, lies a human and a very cute knucker that's already itching to order, "what can I get for you?"

A lady with a classic diner waitress uniform greeted you, "Uh.. I'll get some waffle, bacon and eggs.."

"And pancakes!" Newt whispered.

"And pancakes, please."

The waitress nodded her head, "alright it'll be ready in 10 minutes, any drinks to add?"

Jihn hurriedly added, "coffee."

"I'll get coffee," you smiled.

Good thing this diner serves breakfast orders for 24 hours, or else, Newt would've burn this place to the ground for not getting its pancakes. Newt loves pancakes.

Rain started trickling outside your window, dampening the lizard's mood, "it would be cool if aliens invade us right now.."

"Please don't raise a flag," you grumbled, "besides, aliens are already among us."

Skrull, Kree, Chitauri, and a lot more.

"Crafty," the clown snickered.

Blantantly conquering the Earth would result in dire situations for them, unless they're more powerful than the powerhouses in this world. And don't even think how fucking powerful they are.

"I need offensive powers..." you lamented.

Newt giggled, "Hihi! Don't be so impatient, your brain would be bonked to smitherins if you found out what the other powers are!"

You just grunted and petted the cute lizard. It started to let out purring noises. So cute. Very theraupatic.

"Anthony?"

You looked towards the voice who just called your name and gasped.

"It's Mary, dear," the old woman chuckled, "may I seat with you?"

You blossomed a smile, "ofcourse! How are you?" it was a weird feeling, at the same time you felt warmth from the clown, too.

It seems like Mary had become a big influence to the both of you.

"Well.. my grandson had been visiting frequently ever since he found out that I almost got mugged or worse, killed," she smiled, "thanks to you, nothing happened."

So this is what saving people feels like, "it's nothing... really," you were abashed.

Newt hovered above the table, amused at the face you're making. The concept of relationship is weird to you, this unfamilar feeling you've been having since you've been hired at the Daily Grind cafe felt like.... there's flowers literally blooming inside of you.

It's painful and comforting.

"It means everything to me, deary," her eyes held with so much kindness, "have some cookies I made, they're supposed to be for my grandson but he'll understand."

They don't see you as—

A maniac

A killer

And a psychopath.

Ben, Shirley, Desiree, Buzz, and Mary...

You didn't hesitate to recieve her gratitude and saw that the food was packed inside a cute lunchbox, "thankyou... ma'am," you chuckled.

She smiled and ordered her meal, "by the way, dear, if you want, you can visit us at our house, there's food and company there. It's on Berklehem St. 1234 Patterson Fork Road. You're very welcome to visit, Anthony."

Why does it feel like she sees through you?

Probably the power of grannies.

You chuckled, "alright, I'll try to make some time, Mary," it was the first time someone invited you to their home, offering warmth and good food.

"You better," Jihn muttered.

"Here's your bacon and eggs.. pancakes.. and sandwich for the old lady," the waitress placed the steaming pile of food at the table.

"Yay!!" Newt cheered for the fluffly looking pancakes.

Mary gaped at the amount of food you've ordered and chuckled, "let's eat, deary."

You nodded and swiftly snatched the pancakes in front of you, placing it under the table so Newt could eat it, "Itadakimasu!" the cute lizard immediately gobbled up the food.

We have a weeb right here, folks.

"Hurry, mon chéri, I'm famished."

With the clown nudging you to eat, you grabbed the maple sauce and poured it on the waffles and a little bit on the bacon. What? It's good.

After a few exchange of words, Mary bid you farewell since her grandson might get worried for her, "be careful on the way home, madam."

Mary held up a device that seems to send out a loud alarm when in danger.

You laughed, "alright alright, goodbye, Mary."

After finishing your meal, you paid the bill and added tip to the waitress. It was still raining outside, "I hate getting wet," Newt grumbled.

This lizard is definitely a cat disguised as a knucker.

You grabbed a pack of cigarettes in your pocket and lit a stick, puffing out the smoke from your mouth.

A discernible young blonde man was walking across the street, holding hands with a woman, "oh?"

It's Ben and uhhh... his girlfriend?

Thinking back in the comics, his girlfriend was the daughter of the man who killed Uncle Ben. I think he doesn't know that yet...

This will be messy.

You decided not to bother the couple and continued smoking, "Anthony!" oh fuck...

"Hey, kiddo," you replied.

Ben rolled his eyes, "I'm just the same age as you, y'know... anyways, this is my girlfriend, Jessica."

"Hi," offering a handshake.

You politely smiled, "Anthony."

"Yeah, I know. He always talks about you. Sometimes I feel like I'm just a sidechick to your... pftt! secret relationship."

Whut.

Ben choked, "Jess! You're exaggarating too much. I'm just saying he's a good guy and is diligent at his work."

She rolled her eyes, "whatever."

"We'll get going now!" then, he dashed off with his girlfriend.

What just happened?

Jihn chuckled, "ha, seems like we have a fan now, mon chéri!" aaaand his vanity strikes again.

"I agree! I agree!" Newt giggled.

Well, being admired by a superhero doesn't feel too bad, "what a day..."