
Well touching Doctor Strange’s weird book thing does do that for you. “Man this bus likes to take it time.” She muttered, trying to change the topic. “Yeah, they’re a huge pain in the ass but I suppose it’s better to learn you have them then to just thinking it’s weird coincidences.”
“Maybe it was secretly a transformer and went all Hannah Montanna on us–you know, being tired of living a double life and just wanting to get all the credit.” She explained in a joking yet unusually upbeat tone. “It took me about seven years to learn I was a mutant, and I only learned then because my show was gatecrashed by a bunch of idiots in spandex–and some robot guys too.” It worked better just to call them idiots, less hassle than saying the x-men, which could easily turn into a long debate about who/when/where.
She gave a lopsided smirk. “Well.” Carol began. “I wasn’t being over dramatic. I’m usually the right amount of dramatic....
Alison waved a finger in a playful manner, “Oi, oi, none of that dramatic nonsense here–I already have enough trouble...