The best part (of many) of the Captain Marvel adopts Superboy AU is the sheer amount of weird family members he gets. (Depending on the canon reference of course)
All Billy’s siblings as aunts and uncles
Billy’s foster parents as grandparents
Weird wizard ghost grandpa
The family’s talking tiger
His dad who basically babysat him and young justice before adopting him
Freddy’s younger brother who died and came back with necromancy powers
The Wizards weird demon kids, one of whom is Supermans villains (Lady Blaze)
Plus the magic perks, like the Rock having its own cafe, library, and a whole host of other fun things to pass eternity time. Fortress of Solitude, pfft. Go to the Rock of Eternity, we’ve got singing opera dogs named Pavarotti and a giant bowling alley.
Plus the whole relationship between this family is entirely found family, even the blood ones because they only found eachother later in life and built that relationship, everyone chooses to loves eachother for who they are and chooses their family time and time again.
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realistically, spider-man has probably befriended loads of vigilantes ( maybe even kind of sort of criminals ) while patrolling and he’s probably got thousands of connections without realizing it.
at this point in time he’s been to loads of avengers meetings and debriefs and while it’ll never NOT be cool, he isn’t.. it just isn’t something he looks forward too or stressed about anymore.
so he’s been caught late a few times, stumbling in mumbling apologies and excuses ( tony teases him for it— oh are we not cool enough for you? )
he’s late for a briefing this time, some sort of underground network of bases ( it’s a secret lair, why can’t they just call it a secret lair? ) and peter isn’t really surprised, he’s worked on these sorts of missions before—
“oh, mr captain rogers — deadpool is already working on this one, he invited me yesterday but i was napping and missed the call, don’t tell him that though he’ll get sad.”
and suddenly he’s being questioned by everyone but clint who wasn’t all that surprised ( neither was natasha, but what bussiness did peter have talking to people like deadpool? )
“when the hell did you start talking to deadpool—”
“ he has your NUMBER?—”
“ we’re friends mr stark— what do you mean— i know other— of course i’m friends with other vigila— is anyone listening?? ”
“did you hack karen? why wasn’t i— this should be in the baby monitor—”
“why did he contact you of all people— is he doing this alone? do you know how dangerous—”
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Just finished writing this little bit for the Captain Marvel family! Please tell me what you all think!
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Ages
Mary and Max: 16
Pedro: 15
Billy and Freddy: 14
Eugene: 11
Darla: 9
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Ding dong.
Mary Bromfield looked away from the bathroom mirror at the closed door, still holding her pink hairbrush. Did she hear the doorbell, or was it her imagination?
Ding dong.
"I'll get it!" Mary yelled as she threw down her brush. She opened the door and started sprinting down the stairs.
Sitting on the couch engrossed in a computer game was her youngest foster brother, Eugene Choi. He was oblivious to the world around him thanks to his headphones. A gun could fire right next to him and he wouldn't bat an eye. That meant he wasn't a threat.
But he wasn't the only person in the house. There were others that she had to worry about.
Ding dong.
Mary pushed a strand of her brown hair behind her ear and took a deep breath. She opened the door.
Standing on the doorstep was who Mary thought was the most handsome boy in the entire world: Max Mardon. He had fluffy dark brown hair that curled behind his neck, a nice build from playing baseball, and a tender smile that was almost always on his face. What Mary most liked was his kind purple eyes.
"Hey Mary," Max greeted. "I brought you these." He handed her a bouquet of red roses.
"They're lovely," Mary said, blushing.
Mary heard more footsteps and grew tense, knowing what was coming next. A manicured hand gently patted her shoulder.
"Mi Vida, you didn't tell me that you had company coming over!" Rosa Vasquez, Mary's foster mom said.
More footsteps.
"Company?" Victor Vasquez, Mary's foster father asked. "Why don't you come in?"
"I don't want to intrude-" Max started.
"That's right, he doesn't." Mary interrupted.
Victor either didn't hear her or he ignored her because Max was inside the house before Mary could protest more.
"I'll make some tea." Rosa said with a smile, walking off to the kitchen. Victor made an "I'm watching you" motion at Max before following his wife.
Mary sat down on the sofa with a sigh. Max stood next to the couch, looking around the cluttered house. Eugene didn't even notice the movement around him.
"Sorry about the mess," Mary said. "We have a lot of people living here."
"I don't mind," Max smiled. "I actually find it charming. My mom doesn't let anything stay out of place."
"That's dumb." Freddy Freeman, another one of Mary's foster brothers said.
"Yeah, it kind of is." Billy Batson, the newest foster brother, agreed.
Mary glared at both of them. Freddy smiled innocently and leaned on his cane while Billy stuck his tongue out.
Boys, Mary thought with an eye roll.
"Mind if I ask you some questions?" Freddy asked.
"I-"
"Good." Freddy sat down on the armrest where Eugene sat playing his game. "Sit."
Max moved to sit next to Mary. Billy jumped in front of him and sat down on the sofa.
"Sorry, this seat's taken," Billy said, motioning to the open living chair. "You're welcome to sit there though."
Max shrugged and sat down.
"I'm sorry." Mary mouthed.
"It's fine." Max mouthed back, giving her a thumbs up.
"Oh, so you're throwing gang signs?" Freddy asked. "In a house with children present?"
Billy pointed at the archway where Darla Dudley stood watching everything while eating a banana.
"Don't you guys have something better to do? I mean, we don't need an interrogation." Mary said, crossing her arms.
"Mary, Mary, Mary," Freddy tutted. "If this was an interrogation we would be establishing background first."
"I stand corrected." Mary rolled her eyes. "C'mon Max, we're leaving."
Mary stood up just as her final foster brother, Pedro Peña, walked into the room.
"Oh, there you are Mary," Pedro said. He held up a notebook. "Can you help me with this equation real quick?"
Mary glanced at Max. He gave her an encouraging smile and started to do a thumbs up before looking at Freddy. He put his hand down.
"Sure Pedro, I can help." Mary said.
She walked up the stairs. Pedro started to go after her before turning around and giving the "okay" sign to Freddy. Freddy smirked, nodding.
"Oh, so he can do gang signs?" Max asked with a half-hearted laugh once Pedro was gone.
Neither Freddy nor Billy laughed. They just stared at him. Max wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans.
"Look, we're just going out for a movie," Max said. "I promise I won't hurt her."
"How do we know you can trust you?" Billy asked.
Max threw up his hands. "I don't know, you could trust Mary's judgment?"
"Please, when a female is in heat they rely on instinct, not thought." Freddy said.
"Dude." Billy gagged.
"Gross." Max added.
Freddy turned to Billy. "You're taking his side?"
"Well, yeah when you say stuff like that!" Billy yelled.
Mary popped her head out of the stairwell and quickly waved at Max. He glanced at the two bickering boys before running towards her. She grabbed his hand and ran out the front door.
"Sorry," she said. "They're... insane."
Max laughed, kissing her hand gently. Mary blushed.
"I love crazy," he said. "Now, let's go catch that movie."
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