I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
For so many reasons! Vision! Action, plot, things getting resolved. Movement towards them actually becoming Avengers. (They were, they just hadn't named themselves as Avengers. This feels more solid, now that they're going with the name.)
And Vision.
Damn. I knew he's basically given himself Shadowplay, but to hear it in these words? It's becoming clearer. I have mixed feelings about this, but it made sense. And I'd rather not see him in as much pain as he was before, so...
NOOOOOOO! My big moment of tension
And apparently no emotions=Vision blackmailing a teenager. Damn. Now I have to wait for next issue. I was introducing someone to comics, and while I had told her how many pages I got for month, she finally held one in her hand. She was like, 'wait, how long does it take you to read this.'
Around fifteen minutes, for everyone who's wondering, guys.
And then I wait thirty days for fifteen minutes more.
And I know some people think I'm crazy for putting myself through this every week. Worth it. Totally worth it. Especially since I love me some Vision. And Transformers. And Deadpool. And Rocket. And Devil Dinosaur.
Look, there's a long, long list. A really long list. Now, if you'll excuse me. I made cookies yesterday and my mom's been admitted to the hospital today. (Excessive coughing and exhaustion.)
I'm worried and freaking out and I need cookies. Pronto.