The Assemblance of Uatu Watchers sneered at the small metal craft that screamed its way over their heads, then disappeared into nothingness. One of them shook his head in disapproval of the sight. “Hmmph! How Rude. That's the Universe, I tell you…” He rubbed his massive forehead. “One of these days, someone is going to really be fed up with it!”
“Oh, balderdash.” Another said, looking down at their important speaker. “Please, sir. Continue.”
“Indeed! Never mind that rude interruption. What happened after your delivery with Tony Stank?”
The old man sitting below them smiled, his grin glowing even through the helmet of his spacesuit. If there was one thing he enjoyed doing for his audience, no matter who it was, it was telling them an inviting story they couldn’t wait to hear more of. “Well…” He nodded happily. “After lamenting about the sixties and meeting that head-eating feller...I found myself selling a Spider-man outfit to a kid. I think his name had two M's in it...Matthew Mcconaughey or something.”
Scratch that, THIS is gold.
Nice remembrance
Excelsior.
Oh man. Anyways before I was so rudely interrupted, at that time I was a Federal Expressman.
Excelsior
God speed Stan Lee, God speed.
We all miss you Stan we all miss you...
We will miss you Stan Lee.
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. The fact that Into the Spider-Verse was even mentioned makes this one of the best chapters yet.
So much fun!
Your story gets a thumbs up for this chapter alone.