The kids couldn't possibly go to the battlefield, but there were still plenty of exciting places at school.
The kids had grown tired of the revamped Detention Room. The virtual monsters and ghosts were less than a tenth as frightening to those fearless little brats as Wanda's recipes.
Baker, the Special Effects Artist, had given up on trying to scare the kids a long time ago. Instead, he focused on developing Stark's special-effects patents and eventually came up with the lame nickname "Mysterio." His job was to liven things up during sporting events.
Aside from the Detention Room, the scariest place at school was Dr. Yinsen's Laboratory. But it really wasn't somewhere a person could stay, and "The Basement" was empty now. The scientific heavyweights had all gone to the Dock District to test the two Vibranium-built spaceships.
That left only the Museum, run by Professor Wilson...
Thanks to little Nina's pleading and sweet talk, and his own son Mike's begging, Frank had made an exception and let the brats off without punishment.
As one of the people in the know, Frank knew what Neil had done and what he had sacrificed for it.
He faced the wall and pretended to be distracted. As little Nina's cheerful laughter faded into the distance, he noticed his son Mike was still standing there. With a faint sigh, he said, "Go on. Standing by your buddy is what friends are supposed to do."
Mike rubbed his hands together uncertainly. "Dad, do we still have to sit in Detention? I made a reservation with Mysterio for a Star Wars adventure. It'll take about three days..."
Frank was briefly at a loss for words at his game-addicted son's request. He smacked Mike on his slicked-back hair, clenched his left hand, and silently reminded himself that