"Ando! Wake up! We're going to be late for Comic Con 2006!!!"
Even though I had been given the day off and I wanted to stay home sleeping, I just couldn't resist that face of his.
The trip was very long! Hiro was very hyperactive during the day and a half we were in that boat. If he wasn't playing Gameboy, he was running around telling people about the past Comic Cons we went to (yes, this isn't the first time he's dragged me into this) and if he wasn't doing that, he was reading X-men issue 143 over and over again. It was insane. When we got to San Diego, Hiro gave me my Comic Con 2006 t-shit and I wore it.
When Hiro wasn't looking, I pulled off my shirt and jumped into some trashcans. He turned at the sound.
"Ando-kun! Are you O-kay?" He helped me up.
"Yes. I am fine. Freaking thugs!" I waved my fist at their hypothetical escape route. "Too bad. They stole my shirt."
"No worry," he said reaching into his backpack, "I bring many. Prepare for mustard stains. Comic Con have good hot dogos!"
But like every other year he had about a dozen more shirts and I couldn't get out of this one. We got to the first panel and he began appearing everywhere like a freakin' super-fast clone.
"Yatta! Hello San Diego!"
I survived through the day until it was finally time to go home. Hiro had managed to buy every issue of 9thwonders! and the first issue of Marvel Civil War. On the way back home, Hiro sat next to me on the boat and told me he had a surprise. I was a bit excited until he took out 2 tickets to Comic Con 2007.
"Don't worry Ando-kun, I'll make sure nobody steals your t-shirto thisa time!"
When will this madness end?
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