Marvel noob fanfic #2: YAY FRIENDS

"Hope," he called, relieved. The door opened from the other side.

They embraced.

"Hello, Scott."

"Hank!..." Scott started to hug the doctor, but when he drew away he settled for an awkward handshake. (Like anybody was satisfied with that.)

"What are you- uhm, actually, where are we?" Scott asked.

Hope started, seemingly exasperated, when Scott interrupted.

"Also, why are you here, who knocked me out, why was my suit here, why are YOU in suit, and why is Hank's hair so... disheveled? 

Hank gave Scott an icy glare. Scott raised his hands in surrender. 

"It was a long night," Hank shot coldly.

"You got knocked out?" Hope asked, eyebrows raised behind her mask.

"Well apparently- do I have a bruise?" Scott wondered.

"Take the mask of, genius, and we'll tell you. It's hard to talk to you in mask anyway," Hank said blandly.

"Ahh."

Hope lifted it off. "Oohf," she said, wincing. "Whoever hit you did not do a pretty job."

"What? Tell me, what's it look like." He had no idea, but it was hurting, and he felt...

"WHOO!" he exclaimed, closing his eyes for a few seconds.

"Lightheaded," Hope said at the exact same time her father said "Hysterical."

"Whooo... heh... I'm good. I'M FINE!" Scott yelled at the two of them shaking their heads at him.


To be continued!

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