Today’s assignment surprised me a bit when I first read it. It required a bit more pre-thought than I’ve been giving to these posts so far.
“Don’t tell me you read Marvel comics.”
Jerry raised his eyes above the pages of the comic to glare at Andrew. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he inquired.
Andrew made a face. “Just that DC is way better, that’s all,” he replied.
“Are you kidding?” Jerry asked. “Marvel comics are way more fun than DC.”
“DC are way more gritty and realistic,” Andrew shot back.
“Nothing but angst, you mean,” Jerry grumbled.
“Besides,” Andrew said, “DC makes way better video games.”
Jerry raised an eyebrow. “Oh woo-hoo for them. Marvel makes way better movies.”
“DC has Batman.”
“Marvel has the Avengers.”
Andrew narrowed his eyes. “DC has Superman, the king of all superheroes.”
Jerry scoffed. “Superman is completely vanilla and boring as hell. Marvel’s Deadpool is a thousand times more awesome than Superman.”
“The Teen Titans!”
“The X-Men!”
“Kingdom Come!”
“The Infinity Gauntlet!”
“Th- Eek!” Jerry and Andrew both cried out in protest as their ears were snatched up by a pair of hands with bright red nail polish. The other patrons of the comic shop looked on and snickered as the co-owner of the shop glared down at the bickering boys. Sheepishly, they realized that she was wearing a t-shirt emblazoned with Thor’s brother, Loki, dressed up and painted as Batman’s nemesis, the Joker.
“Alright, DC and Marvel,” she said in a tone that suggested annoyance mixed with amusement. “Are you going to play nice in my shop or do I have to ban you each to your respective versions of oblivion?”
Jerry looked at Andrew, and Andrew back at Jerry. They both spoke at the same time.
“Cross-over?”
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