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Rock Star Central.

Or Rock Stark Central if you prefer. I'll throw in a lame pun just because you're sick.

Your old man's flying as high as he ever has with a world that doesn't know what box to shove superheroes in that don't already work for the government.

And everything was fun and cool for like two years and then the military tried to get involved. The end.

Sorry if you were expecting a story with deep pathos or something. I don't have the stomach for it at the moment and neither do you, most likely.

I will speak for the one constant plague of those two years, though. I think it's about time we had a talk about what every superhero should ready themselves for.

Airsickness.

You know what kind superhero thinks they're too good to pack ginger ale and advil for the road? A chump, that's who.

The first time I got airdropped, I spent most of the flight puking up a lung.

Ask Pep for a little reassurance. She reassures me that I look the same as always: hung over.

Then she tries to pop me Motrin and at that point I'm not having it.

Word to the wise, Pete. Don't brush off pain killers offered in good faith just because they're marketed for menstrual cramps.

There are less miserable ways to lose brownie points with your woman.

But if you're gonna purge, suit up. Your nano suit has a dry cleaning protocol. Nasty bio fluid cleanup's a thing of the past.

Not that you have that yet.

Just for future reference.

Anyway.

What I'm asking is do you need ginger ale? Advil?

I've got a delivery bot.

Thank you for the story.

Can a delivery dad bring me some soup?

I hear the chef makes a mean chicken noodle.

Please no chicken.

Noodle.

Just no chicken or chicken broth.

We'll spring for miso.

Also Thor's got this jerky stash in his drawers. Venison, I think. Smuggle you some.

You think he won't mind?

It's an entire deer's worth of jerky and I've been welcome to it. A few pieces out of my share won't be missed.

Also he tried to roast slabs of it in the sun before I recommended a dehydrator. I don't know what it is with that man and his fresh kills.

Did you ever go hunting when you were younger?

Sure didn't. Not planning to break the streak.

Not really a lot of opportunity to hunt in NYC

Sure isn't.

Coming with that soup, Pete. Hang tight.

Thanks, Dad

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