Downtown Manhattan
Manhattan, New York. Ah, smell that fermented hotdog and cheese combo. It would make Ben hungry if not for the full course meal he had before going out. Mary Jane always insisted he eat whatever was put in front of him, not like he complained, mom was a supreme cook of ultimate blackholes and could rival a top chef or two given the chance. That should be her superpower at least, she should get a medal for it. With a full stomach he headed out into the streets, camera hanging from his neck and swinging against the black AC/DC t-shirt he sported -- he'd be back before ten, there was that thing called taking out the trash... though he grunted when he was told it was his turn, he'd try to remember this time. Last time May ended up taking it out and he had to clean out her closet in turn. 'It's only fair.' Peter stated, telling him about the times he forgot to do his chores when living with Uncle Ben and Aunt may -- it ended with him doing double work or a good talking to. That seemed to carry over to his parents much to his disdain.

Ben veered his thoughts toward a newsstand, there were a few passerbys paying for magazines, top seller books and newspaper -- Ben attempted seeing over a large man's shoulder, finally catching sight of the Daily Bugle Paper in question. The headline read 'HAVOC AT DISNEYLAND!' subtitle 'NOT EVEN THE SAFEST PLACE IS SAFE! UNBELIEVABLE!' he rolled his eyes, of course not, villains liked corrupting anything and everything that looked like a good innocent time. But at Disneyland? He had to take a look at that, he remembered someone at home mentioning it, though he'd been too involved with a game controller at the time to actually listen.

Once the Burly man moved away from the stand, nearly knocking him over, wide eyed he held onto the side and looked at the seller with an awkward grin. "Ah, hi, one Daily Bugle?" The seller didn't look like the polite type but he didn't mouth off like the usual New Yorker, exchanging the paper for money in hand. Ben moved away to lean against the side of the stand, reading through the context with interest. "Always making it out to be worse than it really is... figures." He expected the article to mention death and mayhem, but it was nothing more than what a couple of high-school pranksters would do if they had the means to do it. News about Tony Stark and The Young Avengers seemed more up there with what he thought he would be reading. It happened a few days ago, so, it was still being investigated from what he could tell, but it looked like a new team of superheros was on the rise on the opposite of the country. "Can never have too many of those."