Chapter 10: Letting him cook w/ Cugine

"Woah, there big guy or girl, whatever you are. Isn't that too big for you?" Isaac said as he jerked his wrist, immediately yanking the pink 9mm firearm out of the guy's hand that was pointed at him while he was trying to order a slice of pepperoni pizza. The crowd screamed with the majority ducking, trying not give a target for the gunman to pick off, while others felt like running was the better choice. The gun flicked out of the gunman's hand and hit the ceiling with one smooth motion.

*Thwip*

A web hugged the gun forcing it to stay in place. The gunman was shocked almost like he'd just seen a magic trick.

"EW what the fuck was that, c-"

"Don't you dare start that rumor." Isaac pointed accusingly, He himself just giving over the fucking fact that he had glands where glands shouldn't be. AGAIN.

"C'mon I won't do it again, just let me-"

Isaac shot a web, latching onto the guy's mask before he shot a web that latched on the criminal's shirt and then spun the guy like a beyblade while feeding into the still spinning web until he was a cocoon. People were still scared but Isaac knew once he had left, people would stop being as stressed. Once the guy could barely support himself, Isaac stopped letting a little piece dangle down.

The masked teen turned to look at the cashier in front of him.

"Maybe the slice plus, two beef patties, double cheese, I'll be back." Isaac said as he looked at the guy hopping away with the all of the effort he could muster..

"Hey, no- don't go that way. C'mon, you know you're not getting away. Do I really need to web you to the ceiling?" Isaac threatened but that only caused the guy to shuffled out of the room faster- or at least try as everyone watched him slip and land first face on a round table causing both himself and the poor table to fall. That ended up causing a large enough commotion that a lady who was still shaken up to scream.

"Alright, Brainiac let's go before my food is ready" Isaac snatched him up and went outside before throwing him up into the air and stuck him to the lamp with a sign saying.

"Punch me if you hate pineapples on your pizza"

Isaac collected his food after getting a semi scared applause and the offer of having his meal on the house but he ended up still paying for the pizza. He gladly got the beef Pattie's for free once he saw the price for the once frozen goods. He swung away with his personable pizza box and swung quite awhile before he looked towards central park and all of it's vivacious greeness.

He munched on his much desired pizza which one of the best stretched cheese in the five boroughs and he was enjoying that fact until hot cheese and tomatoes fell on his pants.

"Ahh, fuck!!" He groaned like it was the hardest thing he had been through for the day. It was an easy clean though he knew that it was probably going to be annoying to feel till it dried but for the moment he was currently in- it was fine. Isaac thought and not of an idea but a memory of the building he was sitting on eating delicious food, it was his home. His apartment sat quietly right below him as he watched a dad push their daughter less and less so she could ride her princess bike without training wheel or assistance. Isaac felt melancholic as another memory danced passionately through his consciousness.

He saw the world slowly move to a filter and a bench caught his attention, He saw a kid with ridiculously short and espresso colored curly hair reading a book while his parent, played music trying to gather money right across from him. The memory sped up, as people zoomed past them and the evening was suffocated by the morose mood and ambience. Isaac noticed that the boy closed his book and went up to the lady who was packing, he was so far from his memory but he heard him from where he sat.

"Mom. What are you going to do with the money, Are you saving up for something? Is it what da-"

"No Izzy, it's not for us. Come." His mom picked up the ball cap that had an embroidered ESU logo and walked over to a man who sported dirt as his outfit but he didn't seem to mind. The aged gentleman looked curious more than anything, trying to not observe himself in the huge world he was in. The homeless guy noticed there approach and smiled, almost glad to see them.

"What brings you hear kiddo," He asked. His mother, just handed the ballcap to Isaac, after all it was unofficially his and crouched, looking at the two of them.

"Well, after Isaac saw something happen to you yesterday. He wondered why people were mean to you Mr. Gregory. I told him that it's because people aren't always kind. Isaac here wondered what being kind was like. So I decided to show him. Isaac, can you take the money and give to him."

"Really?" Isaac asked.

"Mhm"

"Alright, here you go Mr. Gregory." Isaac said with nervously, collecting the bills in the hat and handing it over to the homeless gentleman.

"Thank you young Isaac. I appreciate it. But, you know people just aren't nice or kind to people who they don't take the time understand, so can you do something?" Mr. Gregory asked curious to see what the boy's answer was, Isaac nodded adamantly.

"I want you to be kind, even if you can't be nice." Mr Gregory asked.

"What's the difference?" Isaac asked him before looking to his mom who pretended to not know and look for Mr. Gregory to answer.

"Well, both are good things, but the difference lies in the reason most of the time but it can be discerned if you tried hard enough to do it. Hmm how can I explain? Ahh okay, let's take this money for example. While generous, it's just a nice gesture, something that can help provide me with many coffees and things that I might need."

"And Kind?" Isaac asked

"This" The homeless guy smiled.

"You know how many people talk to me, especially talk to me like I'm just a person."

Isaac shook his head.

"Well not many, in fact, you're the first to talk to me today. Just taking your time to talk to someone like me, that is kindness. At least to me, so while I greatly appreciate your money, I am grateful for you talking to me."

"You're welcome?" Isaac said not sure exactly what the guy meant. The two older adults laughed at the innocence as the ghost of a memory faded with rain drops destroying the mirage. Isaac, looked around and noticed the blanch winds shift into a cold and thick entity with moisture beating his poorly covered skin. Isaac was glad he was wearing a wind breaker as he felt the water penetrate effortlessly through the bottom half of his suit.

'Kindness and being nice.' Isaac allowed the words to flash between his head and one conclusion lightbulbed in his head.

The day hadn't been nice or kind to him today. Isaac had finished.