It was a nice relaxing day for you. No work, no classes, no responsibilities whatsoever. You were free to just do whatever you want and enjoy some lazy ‘me’ time. There was a gentle rain outside so you sat in your room reading through some comic books you bought ages ago but never got around to reading before. Now certainly seemed like the perfect chance to fix that.
Looking through the small collection of unread books, one of the covers quickly caught your eyes. The cover to a recent Ms Marvel book. The ones where a Pakistani-American girl who was a gigantic fangirl nerd took over the mantle of Ms Marvel after the original became the new Captain Marvel. You heard good things about it and figured it would be a great book to read first. But as you reached down to pick the book up, you get a sudden sting hit your fingers where they touched the book. You recoiled in pain and held your hand for a few seconds before looking over the books to see what could have caused that. Nothing apparent seemed to be the cause. So you reached down and tried grabbing the book from a different spot. But again that sting hit you. It felt like something was pulling at you, and worse you found yourself unable to move the muscles in your hands to let go of the book. You struggled to get your body to react to your own will but it seemed frozen in place. Forced to hold onto this book that was somehow stinging you at the touch. Your vision started to go all white as your other senses started to fade.
A few seconds later, the stinging was gone. As you recovered your senses you were already starting to notice that something was wrong. You no longer get the book in your hand, and the gentle sound of rain against the window was also gone. As your vision came back to normal you were hit with even more shocking changes. Everything around you was utterly gigantic, from the bed, to the computer desk, to random clothes that were scattered about the floor. Another look around also made you realize that this wasn’t even your room. Just what the hell was going on? What this because of that comic or is this all some bizarre dream.
Suddenly you heard a tired groan up above. Someone else was in this room. Before you had the chance to look for it, the source came to you in the form of a massive pair of bare feet planting themselves on either side of you. You jumped and did your best not to scream in fear and reveal yourself to the giant who those feet belonged to. Taking a look up you became even more convinced that this was all some weird dream. The brownish skin. The long dark hair. That face. She might not be in the familiar costume, but there was no mistaking it. This giant girl above you was none other than Ms. Marvel. As in the same character from the comic you were about to read. Well more accurately this was her secret identity Kamala Kahn, but that distinction hardly made a difference now. Rather than the familiar red and blue costume she simply had a ratty white shirt and some baggy brown pants that she was presumably sleeping in until now.
All of this seemed crazy. None of this could be real, could it? Whatever the case, real or fiction, your first action should be to get Kampala’s attention. She’s a literal superhero. If this is real then of course she’ll help you. And if this is all a dream then you’ll get to go on awesome dream adventures with a giant superhero. Arriving to that decision shockingly quick, you ran to one of the feet and started poking and pressing it, hoping to get her attention. The tired titan let out a confused gasp then looked down at the source. What she saw shocked her almost as much as it shocked you. Within seconds her eyes were wide awake and staring at you closely.
“What the… who are you? What happened? Why are you in my room?”
You didn’t really know how to answer those last two but you did give Kamala your name and a recap of everything that happened to you as far as you could tell, leaving out the whole thing about her being fictional to avoid sounding crazier than you already would. This unfortunately did not have too many details to explain your case. Still, this girl probably saw weirder. And she’d definitely help someone in need. She has to.
As Kamala thought about your situation, she decided…
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