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This is cross-posted from my ao3.
"You're telling me aliens are real?!" Danny cried, walking backward just to face his sister. Sam, walking beside him, instinctively guided his elbow away from a looming lamppost.
Jazz hummed a cheerful, noncommittal sound.
"And there are several living here on Earth?!" he pressed.
Jazz nodded again. Tucker quickly interjected, "And they are superheroes, don't forget that!"
"And they're superheroes!" Danny exclaimed. His face was so bright it was almost blinding, a metaphor Tucker entertained right up until he noticed that Danny's eyes genuinely were a tad too luminous for a human being. "Maybe you'll get to meet them one day."
"Maybe..." Danny whispered, trailing off into a dreamy silence.
A smile stayed plastered to Tucker's face, but his insides were churning. He was drowning in the realization that the massive problem with the GIW they were facing was likely a governmental conspiracy far beyond their initial scope.
How do you tell your best friend that this already terrifying situation is almost certainly way, way worse than expected?
Early updates and extras are on my tumblr: popp1n.
(Cover and Summary are subject to change.)