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Post by Captain Marvel on Feb 26, 2013 10:08:50 GMT -5
Maaaaybe he should've listened to Shazam. Juuuuust maybe. Might've made his life a lot easier.
Cause right now, peeking out of a side street onto the main street (he thought, at least?), the eight-year-old had to officially conclude that he was certainly not in Kansas anymore. Nope. Sorry bout that, Toto. Because everywhere he looked... were aliens. He didn't say that to be mean, oh no! But when people were purple, or were super tall or super short or had horns and just... yes. Aliens.
That, or monsters, but judging by the fancy tech stuff that was going on all around here, aliens. Which meant he was in the future. The future. He was hard pressed to keep from letting out a whoop, but to try to suppress that, Billy let out a small little fist pump instead, delighted by this. He was in the future! Not sure when, but he had to be, cause all the aliens and the tech and this was so so so cool holy moley. This was just... wow.
He hoped he wouldn't stick out, with his ragged red jacket, threadbare t-shirts, falling apart, baggy jeans... Not very future-y. But hey, there were aliens, so maybe it'd just be taken as some weird alien fashion or something! Yeah! That was perfect! But where to go... Should he talk to someone, maybe? Go out as Captain Marvel? That might be safer...
Naaaaaaaaaaaah. For now, he wanted to explore, and turning into Captain Marvel would really not help with the whole 'trying to stay covert' thing he had going on. It was a secret mission! Bum-bum-bum. "Agent Billy, watching all movements. No signs of threats, or of cover being blown, so moving forward. Over and out!" It was a little narration he couldn't resist throwing in there.
Now, it was time to head out. One, two, three... With that count, he promptly dashed out of his hiding spot, turning to dart along the street, intending to meld with the crowd...
Before he promptly bowled someone over, ouch... |
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