Mantis Smiled Warmly As She Considered The Idea Of Adopting A Furry Friend, The Notion Of Forming A Connection

"Please be careful," Mantis pleaded. "We have no idea what threats are out there."

"You're right, Johnny. I do tend to overthink things sometimes," she admitted with a sheepish smile. "It's comforting to hear that I've fit in well with everyone here. I still feel like an outsider at times, but knowing that I have friends like you makes it easier." Her gaze lingered on his a bit longer before glancing around the common area, her eyes landing on the Avengers' emblem on the wall. "And you're right about not being normal. But I've learned that being different can be a strength." Mantis turned back to Johnny, her eyes sincere. "Thank you for reminding me that I have all of you. It means a lot." She leaned in a bit closer, resting her head on his shoulder as she picked at the rest of her doughnut. "And I'm glad to be here with all of you. Normal or not, it's nice to feel like I belong."

"I get that," Johnny nodded. "Self-imposed responsibility is a bitch. And you've had to think like that your whole life" He looked over at her and shrugged. "But you have a whole team of people around you now. You don't have to let the weight of everything weigh on just you anymore." He looked up at her, laughing at what she said next. "You are very welcome for that. And the doughnut." Johnny smiled. "Stop overthinking so much, though. You've fit in with all of us perfectly. We're not exactly normal anyway."

Mantis thought that would be a very short game, as she had seen some very uncoordinated moves from humans in her short time on Earth. "So, how is it fun, then? If everyone is falling over, what is the point?" She tried so hard to understand the ways of Earth; this one, however, escaped her.

Ella laughed fondly, remembering playing the game when she was younger. She couldn't remember the last time she had played this game with someone who didn't already know how to play. "We aren't, that's what makes it fun! You have to try and put your body parts where it tells you without falling over."

She met his challenge with a confident smile, her eyes focused and determined. "You caught me," Mantis admitted, acknowledging his observation about her practice. Her own hand swiftly formed scissors on the count of three. "Looks like scissors cut paper this time," she teased playfully, so very glad that he had stopped to play her game. He was right in his other observation that most others seemed to have other things to worry about than playing games. "Best two out of three then? Or three out of five, make it a bit more of a challenge?"

"Oh, I know it. I saw you practicing," he said, gesturing back to where he'd come from. He took his stance, standing in front of her, one fist laying on a flat palm. "Don't go easy on me now, I want your very best shot." He grinned, glancing around for a minute. "You don't see a lot of people around here playing this. Like they get 'grown up' and decide rock-paper-scissors isn't fun." His eyes came back to hers, and he counted them down. "Three, two, one, shoot!" He tossed out paper.

She had actually observed that fact, from the many videos she'd watched it seemed that falling over was indeed humorous, although she didn't necessarily see the humor in it. "I've observed similar behaviors among other species during periods of celebration or revelry. It seems that physical comedy holds a universal appeal across many cultures and beings. And I imagine the element of unpredictability adds to the excitement." Perhaps she would have to ask for a demonstration of it at some point.

"Well people find it funny when everyone falls over, and usually this game is played by children or drunk adults." She explained, shrugging. "If you play with a lot of people then the person who gets everyone out would step to the side, making less and less people with each round. That way the game lasts longer cause it goes pretty quick." Ella told the other girl, but wasn't sure how well she was selling it. "It can be pretty fun as long as you don't get hurt!"

Mantis blinked, her large eyes widening with amusement as she tilted her head, considering the peculiar question. "Oh, well, I've always been told that I am quite small, actually," she replied with a serene smile, her delicate antennae twitching slightly. "But I believe we are exactly the size we are meant to be in this moment. Are you alright?"

"Am I small or are you just really big?" He asked the person in front of him. Honestly he wouldn't have been surprised either way. It wouldn't of been the first time he'd had a few to many drinks and ended up shrinking himself without even realizing.

Mantis was that much more excited when her enthusiasm was returned, looked up from the screen at Carol with a bright smile. "Screaming goat videos? I shall definitely explore those. Thank you for the suggestion, Carol Danvers," she replied, shaking Carol's hand with a gentle warmth. "I'm Mantis. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Pause, rewind, and repeat babycakes, because that is the most adorable thing I've seen all day." Nevermind that it was only ten-thirty in the morning, that wasn't important. Carol flashed a grin to her newfound companion. "Apart from yourself, obviously. Carol Danvers," she said, extending her hand earnestly. "Also, if you need a switch-up, try the screaming goat videos. I found those to be very funny."

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The bustling sounds of the city outside were an annoyance to some, but Mantis found some comfort from the noise as she diligently tackled the task of spring cleaning. It was rather odd that humans only cleaned once a year, but it was a tradition she was willing to embrace. Thankfully, she'd have help understanding what was quite possibly the most boring holiday that humans had come up with. "So what do you do in between spring cleanings? What if everything becomes too dirty to wait until the next cleaning? Do you just suffer with the dust?"

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