Flashback
"Heya there pipsqueak. Buildin' the end o' the world again?" A gravelly voice, one of two Bentley recognizes, drifts over his shoulder as he sits in the park with his notepad. The young boy wheels around, and practically tackles the man he recognizes.
"Uncle Flint!" Bentley half sinks into the Sandman's form in the process of hugging him, as Flint wraps his arms around him in return, before putting him down, ruffling his hair.
"How ya doin, kid? Still one of the good guys?" He smirks, as they both sit down on the bench again.
"Until someone offers me enough money." Bentley grins back, showing off the crayon-rendered schematics for his latest project. "I'm working on a new power-suit with Valeria anyway, so I couldn't just leave in the middle of it anyway."
"That's my boy." Flint chuckles to himself as Bentley picks sand from his hair.
"I saw you on the news. That was a really good heist. Two armored cars cleaned out, and Spider-Man didn't even catch you. I saw him try to put one of those tracers on you."
"Crushed it as soon as it went inside me. Easy as curlin' your toes." Flint allows himself to preen a little bit. "Got somethin for you. With honest money, if Invisible Woman asks." He reaches into himself, and pulls out a packaged action figure that he doesn't understand at all, but that the lady at the store assured him the kids these days love.
"Awesome!" Bentley takes it greedily, ripping it open. "So very awesome... thanks Uncle Flint. Can you stay long enough for us to get some ice cream?"
"'Fraid not. Still a little too much heat, but I wanted to swing by and say hi for your birthday." He gives the boy another hug, before getting up. "You keep bein' you, kid. I'll keep bein' me."
"I know." Bentley smiles and waves goodbye as Flint crumbles and disappears into the underbrush of the park.
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