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“[color=f6989d]I swear to god Scott, if you’re late tonight, I’m going to kill you.[/color]”

“[color=ed1c24]Come ‘on Pegs, relax! I’m already back in New York and besides… Cassie’s parent teacher conference isn’t until seven![/color]” Scott explained, his voice a lot more out of breath than usual, before giving a short yelp of pain. “[color=ed1c24]I’m just…just a little busy right now.[/color]”

Peggy seemed to pause for a second, with silence filling the phone call. Scott gulped. This wasn’t going to be good.

“[color=f6989d]Are you telling me that you’ve been chatting away with me while you’re fighting a supervillain?![/color]” 

Scott gulped once more as a car exploded down the street in front of him. “[color=ed1c24]Um… no?[/color]”

“[color=f9ad81]ANT-MAN! PREPARE TO FEEL THE WRATH OF THE MIGHTY PORCUPINE![/color]” The supervillain’s crazed shouting echoed loudly down the phone line, causing yet another pause between the ex-husband and wife. 

“[color=ed1c24]Ok, well I'll talk to you later, Pegs. Send Cass my love![/color]” 

Scott caught just a slither of a curse word from Peggy as he hung up, mentally warning himself that he’d be in for it later tonight. That didn’t matter now though, as now he had a more dire situation at hand; Porcupine. Ant-Man had barely been in back in Manhattan for twenty minutes when he had run into this guy, terrorizing Times Square while dressed in a large beige costume covered in prickles. Ant-Man's first course of action after seeing the guy in his ridiculous costume was to laugh. Now, as a member of the world famous Justice League of America, Scott knew that doing such a thing probably wasn't a good thing for the group's public image, although sometimes things just got too much for him and he couldn’t help it; Porcupine being a prime example of such a thing. The guy didn’t appear to be much of a threat once Scott had commandeered his ants to form a temporary barrier around the two of them, meaning that he had decided to take his ex-wife’s phone call. That was however until Scott discovered that the guy could throw his stupid prickles.

Now he was off the phone however, Scott could be more careful.

Ant-Man dived to the side with ease as the villain launched a few more of his quills towards him, dodging the needles easily. Moving quickly, the process repeated, as Ant-Man began to circle the villain, in a half-assed attempt to get himself some time. He needed to come up with some clever quip to say after all. That was when the villain finally hit his mark once more, hitting Scott in the side of his body. The hero yelped in pain once more, before falling back against a car door in pain. As the villain gave a hefty villainous laugh, Scott decided that a clever pun could wait. 

Diving forward, Ant-Man shrank in size. Landing swiftly on the floor, he launched himself back up towards the villain, temporarily channelling his strength into his legs as he did so. Rocketing through the air towards Porcupine, Ant-Man swung forward with his fist, shifting back to size as he did so. His hand collided with a thump against Porcupine’s mask, causing the villain to tumble backwards onto the floor.

“[color=ed1c24]Try that one on for size![/color]” Ant-Man stated proudly, standing triumphantly above the villain, before giving a quick look at the gathering crowd to see if they had liked his line. They simply groaned. Mentally reminding himself that they just didn’t understand his vast comical intellect, he focussed his attention back to Porcupine, whose mask had seemed to have fallen from his body, exposing the damaged face of a slightly chubby forty year old man. He whimpered slightly for a second as he laid eyes on Scott, and for a second the hero felt kind of bad for the guy. That was before he spoke.

“[color=f9ad81]Hey… wait. You were in prison, right? You were a crook? That’sa what they say![/color]” The man pointed to his left towards the duffle-bag that he had been carrying before the scuffle. “[color=f9ad81]There’s like twenty [i]g[/i]’s in there, mate. We can split it, fifty/fifty.[/color]”

Scott let out another short laugh at the villain’s offer. “[color=ed1c24]I’m a member of the Justice League of America, Porcu[i]whine[/i]. So if you think for a second I’d take an offer like that, then you much have poked yourself in the brain with one of those quills.[/color]”

As he spoke, Scott began to lift his arms slightly, focussing with his helmet. Around the two of them, the floor grew darker. Ant were everywhere! 

“[color=ed1c24]Sic ‘em, boys![/color]” Ant-Man order charismatically, as the ants moved towards the supervillain to tie him up.