𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 ➛ 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓-𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✔

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Adrian Toomes and his co-worker Phineas Mason are studying a child's drawing of the Avengers.

"Things are never gonna be the same now. I mean look at this. You got aliens. You got big green guys tearing down buildings. When I was a kid, I used to draw cowboys and Indians.

"Actually, it's Native American, but whatever." Mason corrects him as Toomes gives him a look, before looking back to the drawing.

"Yeah. Tell you what, though. It ain't bad, is it?" Toomes asks Mason as he squints at the drawing and Mason nods his head.

"No. Yeah. Kid's have a future." Mason says, to his coworker.

"Yeah, well. We'll see, I guess." Toomes says as he looks up at the damaged Avengers Tower. Helicopters pass overhead. Scaffolding covers the tower's lower floors.

A clean-up crew works around a giant deceased Chitahuri alien creature with pointed teeth. Alien artifacts lie among the rubble. Walking through the site, Toomes gives a worker a thumbs up. He turns to Herman Schultz, who is one of his workers.

"No, hey! Uh-uh! You can't see through that stuff. These alien bastards are tough. You gotta use the stuff they use." Toomes says as he picks up an alien object from the ground and uses it as a tool to break down the Chitahuri chariot.

"See?" Toomes says.

"All right." Schultz says.

"All right." Toomes says as he turns to Brice. "Oh, hey! Glad you could join us. Afternoon."

"Yeah. My alarm didn't go off." Brice says.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, your alarm. Look, just go stack that armor plating like I asked you . This is a huge deal for us." Toomes says as a woman from the Department of Damage Control walks into the salvage site with her crew.

"Attention, please! In accordance with Executive Order 396B, all post-battle cleanup operations are now under our jurisdiction. Thank you for your service. We'll take it from here." The woman says.

"Who the hell are you?" Toomes asks.

"Qualified personnel." A Department of Damage Control Agent says, as Toomes gives the person a look.

"Look, I have a city contract to salvage all this, okay, with the city, so-" Toomes says before he gets interrupted by the woman.

"I apologize, Mr. Toomes, but all salvage operations are now under our jurisdiction. Please, turn over any and all exotic materials that you've collected or you will be prosecuted." The woman says, as the workers look puzzled. Mason slips an alien artifact that looks like a power source into his pocket unnoticed.

"Ma'am, what am I- please. Come here. Hey lady, come on. Look....I bought trucks for this job. I brought in a whole new crew. These guys have a family. I have a family. I'm all in on this. I could lose my house." Toomes says hoping that the woman would let them do their job.

"I'm sorry, sir. There's nothing I can do." The woman says, as Toomes is left to stare at her back as she leaves. Behind him, a Damage Control Agent speaks up.

"Maybe next time, don't overextend yourself." The Department of Damage Control Agent says, as Toomes looks around and grins.

"What'd you say?" Toomes asks as he looks around at his crew of workers as Brice whistles.