Better to make friends, right?

It took a few seconds of debating, but eventually Laura nodded, “Sure.” She declared simply, causing Storm to smile softly and gesture for the clone to follow her, picking up her tray of food, still having about half of her meal to eat, Laura looked around the hall, taking in her surroundings warily.

The hall was practically full of all sorts of individuals, some familiar, some she didn’t recognise at all, the one thing that seemed to tie most of them together was being superheroes, or supervillains of course. Keeping powered individuals in one areas was perhaps a smart idea, unless things went wrong, of course.

Laura had to speed walk to keep up with the variation of Storm, who was equal parts taller than Laura, and not **** to waddle thanks to the embarrassing diaper she wore, the crinkling of which attracted several looks as she passed by several tables.

Eventually, she caught up with Ororo, sitting at the table between She-Hulk and Jean, while Storm sat opposite of the feral mutant, between Ice-Man and Cyclops. “So… Did you find out?” Bobby spoke first, eyeing a suspicious-looking Laura eagerly, who was more than a little confused when she found the whole table staring at her.

“I did. She claims she doesn’t need them. Just another method of humiliation, I believe. Or at least that's what she insists.” Ororo explained, causing Laura to blush when she finally realised what they were talking about, whether the feral mutant needed the padding she wore or not.

At Storm’s answer, She-Hulk wilted, looking displeased, whereas Iceman looked thrilled. “I knew it! Read it and weep, Jen. Pay up!” He declared, only embarrassing the Wolverine further when she realised her fellow inmates had outright bet on the state of her continence. Still, Bobby frowned as Jean spoke up.

“She’s lying. I can tell. She got changed right before she came here, she just didn’t want to be humiliated about it.” She explained, causing the opposite reactions, Bobby looking dejected, whereas She-Hulk looked overjoyed, meanwhile Laura blushed wildly. “W-Why are you even betting about that?!” She squeaked, going unanswered.

Reluctantly, Bobby handed over several strange looking objects to She-Hulk, who counted the… Currency? Smugly. “I knew it! No way someone eating baby food doesn’t pack those pampers she wears.” She explained, causing Laura to look down in shock when she finally realised what exactly her meal consisted of and winced. Milk and baby food, as if things couldn’t get any worse. The other denizen’s of the table didn’t have perfect meals, but they were certainly better than what Laura was eating.

Sighing, Laura hung her head. “I hate this place.”