Vol. 1 / Issue #0.1: Something Amiss

Issue #0.1: Something Amiss

This was a bad idea. This was a bad, stupid, double-bad idea. I hate school. I didn't like it the first time I failed out, and I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to go undercover at a middle school. I miss New York. I miss Utopia. I miss that universe where I was the President of Earth. That was a load of fun. I'm giving Florissant,MO of Earth-4007 one more day and then I'm kicking stars out of here.

And I can't believe I'm eating lunch alone. Again! I'm fun. People like me. I was the President for crying out loud. Just because I didn't know who Miley Cyrus was suddenly I'm an outcast. Miley Cyrus doesn't even exist in other universes! Or at least she isn't famous. I wish Kate was here, or heck even Loki. No, I take that back. Speak of the devil and all that. This planet is the worst. On Earth-658 you couldn't go two feet without finding someone in need of a knuckle sandwich, but here...It's too quiet.

Where are the Avengers? Why aren't they making headlines like in every other reality? I don't know if I can wait around any longer to get the Captain America of this reality to take a selfie with me. This place is the wooorst Who even is the Cap of this universe? Bucky? Sharon Carter? Isaiah Bradley? If it's Steve Rogers than that's cool, but I love a universe with a good surprise in store.

Hopefully whatever that tremor was when I 'ported here isn't an issue on a galactic scale for some reason originating from busy little Florissant...