Belle awoke in the early hours of the morning snuggled close to Clopin. For the first time in a long while, she felt perfectly relaxed and content and not at all worried about anything at all. With a soft stretch, she tucked the blankets closer in around herself. Clopin blinked and then turned his head to her. He smiled.
“Alright?”
Belle nodded, slowly, thoughtfully. “Clopin, will you tell me how you got that brand? What were you in trouble for?”
Clopin sighed. “Please don’t think badly of me for it when I tell you, Belle.”
“I won’t. I could never...” Belle took a deep breath. “I promise I won’t.”
“Well, you remember that day you and your family gave us that money?”
Belle nodded.
“It all started a few years after that. After my uncle and aunt died, I had to be the sole provider from the family. I was caught stealing a loaf of bread from a house...I could have convinced the family to let me take it if the guards hadn’t arrested me. I spent five years in prison. When I got out, I learned my cousins had gone on the run from Paris because they were scared of getting caught. I stayed...well, it’s my home. That was three years ago I got out.”
“And they branded you for that?” Belle was horrified. “Just for trying to feed your family?”
“Well, technically it was theft.”
“But if you were desperate!”
Clopin glanced at her. “You really don’t think badly of me for it?”
“No.” Belle met his gaze. “There’s nothing you could do or say that could ever make me think badly of you. Except maybe...they sort of things...that Frollo did...”
“Belle, I would never do that to you.”
“I know.”
Clopin kissed her again and Belle closed her eyes, enjoying every second of it. Now she just knew that she had found home. Being with Clopin...she was at home. In her mind, she found herself wondering if her parents would approve of this...and then inwardly she scolded herself for doubting that they ever would. They had, after all, been friends of gypsies. She almost giggled as she wondered just what Frollo would think if he knew that the young woman he had tried to bring up as a female version of himself was in bed with a gypsy. Obviously they had only shared a bed for the night but in Frollo’s book that was bad.
And yet he could justify his own sinful actions towards her by pinning the blame on the fact that she was a woman!
She hated him now, she knew, more than anything.
But why was she even thinking about him now? She would never see him again. She was safe here with Clopin. Almost as if he knew what she was thinking, Clopin broke the kiss and murmured softly to her “Belle, you never need to be afraid of anything as long as I’m here.”
Belle smiled up at him. “With you I never feel afraid.”
“Hey!” There was a rap outside the curtain as Tiana rapped her ladle against the wall. “Clopin, are you getting up, lazy bones, or what? You’re gonna miss breakfast! Belle seems to have slept in too!”
Belle stifled a laugh. “Alright, Tiana, keep your hair on,” laughed Clopin.
Belle was able to slip out of his room unnoticed by anyone else. He joined her at the table a second later and they exchanged a secret smile. Well, it wasn’t quite as secret as they thought. Jack noticed, as did Pocahontas.
“Belle,” she said later, quietly, as the three of them cleared away the breakfast things, “I don’t mean to pry but has something happened between you and Clopin?”
Belle blushed. “Maybe...”
“I knew it,” grinned Pocahontas.
“That’s great!” exclaimed Jack.
“Well, we just kissed, that’s all,” Belle said, piling up the plates.
“It starts with a kiss,” Pocahontas replied, patting her shoulder. “Then it becomes a relationship. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.”
“Think I’ll be alright, then?”
“You’ll be fine, Belle. Personally, I think you two are meant to be.”
“Really?” Belle felt a glimmer of something more than hope.
“Ah, don’t go getting soppy on me, Belle,” teased Jack. “I was beginning to like you.”
“Why don’t you go and wash up?” Pocahontas grinned, cuffing him.
“Yes, Ma’m,” he replied, with a mock salute.
“Cheeky,” smiled Pocahontas as he sauntered off towards the kitchen, loaded with breakfast things. “If you two ever have kids, Belle, make sure they don’t turn out like him.”
Belle’s blush deepened. “I don’t know if we’ll ever get as far as-”
“Hey, Belle!” Something tugged her dress. It was Lilo, grinning up on her. “Did you find that book about the voodoo doctor yet?”
Belle smiled, glad of a distraction. “As a matter of fact I did, last night, after you were in bed. Would you like me to read it to you?”
“Yeah!” Then, remembering her manners, Lilo added, humbly, “Please.”
Belle smiled and went off to the find the book. It was called “The Island of Mama Odi.” She brought it back to the table where Lilo was already sitting, in all eagerness. “You sure this won’t scare you too much?”
“No, I can take it,” Lilo insisted. “I love voodoo.”
Belle smiled. “I know. Ok, here we go, then. Chapter 1: The Sinking of the Hispaniola. My name, though it be of little consequence to you now, is James Hawkins. You may call me Jim. My story begins with the day I set sail on the great trading ship the Hispaniola. My ship mates were Long John Silver, Joshamee Gibbs, Elizabeth Swan, Sinbad Dream, Marina Royal, and the joint Captains, Jack Sparrow and Hector Barbossa, who were always rowing about which way the ship was going...”
Lilo listened to the whole story, fascinated by it, as Belle had been at her age. Only, Belle also remembered, she had been a bit scared by the wicked Mama Odi and her voodoo experiments. But Lilo wasn’t afraid at all. She got a little sad at the end when Mama Odi met her doom, but when the story was over, she exclaimed “That was the best story ever!”
Then, to Belle’s surprise, the young girl hugged her tightly. “Thank you, Belle. Could you read it again to me tomorrow night?”
Belle laughed and patted her back. “I don’t see why not.”
Lilo scampered off in excitement, possibly to tell Shanti or her father all about the story, Belle thought. She smiled, suddenly, wondering what it would be like if she and Clopin did have children of their own, someday, what they would be like, what they would be called...
Steady, Belle, she thought to herself. It’s far too early to be thinking about that, surely?
Even as she was thinking it, Clopin suddenly came up to her. “So...what else have you got planned for today?” he asked her.
Belle beamed at him. “I might go out...but I’d rather Esme didn’t paint me up this time.”
“Belle, you could get recognised...”
“Not if I wear my cloak and keep my hood up. I can hide my face.”
Clopin looked doubtful, but then nodded. “Fine, but I’m going with you.”
“Fine.” Belle smiled up at him. “You can be my bodyguard.”
Clopin grinned. “I don’t mind guarding your body at all, Belle.”
“Oh, please!” Iago squawked, shooting past. “I’ve just eaten!”
Belle laughed. “You’ve never had a relationship with anyone, then, Iago?”
“Love’s too mushy for me,” he retorted.
“Ignore him, Belle,” Clopin replied, taking her hand.
“How can I when he’s coming with us too?” Belle smiled.
“What? Forget it! I’m not going out if you two are going to be all mushy!”
“Oh, that is a shame,” Belle smiled. She knew that Iago had a weakness...and that weakness was food. “We were going to go around all the best fruit markets...just to browse, but maybe the sellers wouldn’t miss an apple or two if you were to sneak one...but you can’t very well do that whilst you’re still here, can you?”
“Awk!” Iago shook his head. “Alright, alright! But keep the kissing to a minimum!”
At first, it seemed like a good idea to Belle; keeping her face well covered as she, Clopin, Iago, Jasmine and Aladdin ventured out into the streets. They didn’t see Frollo or his new friend Gaston, so Belle allowed herself to relax.
Clopin took her hand as they made their way past Notre Dame. Belle looked up at the great cathedral that she had once called a home. In her heart of hearts, she couldn’t help missing it. It had, after all, been a sanctuary for a while. If only Frollo hadn’t seen fit to...she missed the Archdeacon and the other priests who had been so kind to her. She couldn’t help stopping and Clopin was brought up short by her hand. “Belle?”
“Hey, what are you dawdling for?” asked Aladdin, turning to them.
“It’s just...” Belle stared upwards at the bell tower as they began to peel. Clopin was right; they were beautiful, a symphony of sound. Her heart swelled. “I miss it.”
“Hey! That’s him!”
The four of them pivoted in time to see three of Frollo’s guards running towards them. Evidently they had recognised Clopin. “Uh-oh!” Clopin muttered, releasing Belle’s hand automatically as they prepared to run. Without thinking, Belle turned around and began to run...in completely the wrong direction.
“No, not that way!” Jasmine shouted.
Belle whipped her head around to see where they were, and if the guards were behind her. Her hood was slipping down over her eyes, and as she adjusted it, she ran into someone.
“Oh, sorry,” she stammered, looking up...into Frollo’s cruel smirk.
“So, you thought you could escape, did you? Do you know I’ve nearly torn Paris apart looking for you, you little daemon!”
Belle screamed as he grabbed hold of her. Then, in a flash of smoke, Clopin appeared out of nowhere and buffeted into the older man. Frollo, releasing Belle, staggered backwards and fell into the gutter.
“Here!” A rope fell down from the building beside them. Looking up, Belle saw Aladdin beckoning her from the rooftop.
“Go on, Belle, quick!” Clopin said as Frollo was recovering from the blow.
Belle seized hold of the rope and Aladdin pulled her up onto the roof. Jasmine was already up there too. “Come on,” she cried, seizing Belle’s hand and pulling her along.
“But Clopin-!”
“He’ll catch up! Hurry!”
Together, the three of them hurried over the rooftops, slipping and sliding a little on tiles, Belle more than the rest, but the other helped her keep her balance. Belle’s heart was racing. How could it all be going wrong so quickly? It was terrifying.
Eventually they leapt down into a dark alleyway and leaned against the wall. “We won’t be safe for long,” Aladdin pointed out. “Frollo’s guards run all over the city.”
“Can’t we go back home?” Belle asked.
“Eventually, but we’ll have to try and outwit them all first,” Jasmine pointed out.
Suddenly, Clopin was beside them again, and Iago too. “I’ve led them a merry dance for a while,” he panted. “But it won’t stop them forever.”
“It’s me they’re after,” Belle said, mournfully. “I’m sorry to have dragged you guys into this.”
Jasmine patted her hand. “It’s ok. We’re used to it, remember.”
Aladdin glanced at Clopin. “Belle needs to be safe. We can’t let Frollo find her.”
Clopin nodded, slowly. He knew what Aladdin was getting at and it hurt him to think of it happening...but her safety had to come first.
“Belle, you need to leave Paris.”
“What?” Belle stared at him, her heart pounding. “Where would I go?”
“If you get to Calais alright, you can get a boat to anywhere,” Aladdin said, thoughtfully.
“No!” Belle seized Clopin’s hands. “Please don’t make me leave!”
Sensing they needed a moment, Aladdin turned to Jasmine. “I wonder if we could find a horse around here...”
They ran in the direction of the stables. Clopin pulled Belle closer to him. “Belle...you need to. I can’t let him find you.”
“And I can’t leave you,” Belle began, feeling tears fill her eyes.
“It won’t be for long. I’ll come and find you. Wherever you are.”
“But-!”
“Belle.” Clopin cupped her face, aching at the thought of letting her go. But he knew he had to. “I love you. That’s why you need to go. And don’t come back here alone. Wait for me to come to you.”
“I love you too,” Belle whispered.
Aladdin cleared his throat. “Um, we found a horse.”
Belle looked at them all. She knew they just wanted her to be safe, and in her heart of hearts she knew that they were right. She had to leave...and for their safety, just as much as her own. Taking a shuddering breath, she looked at Clopin. “I’m ready.”
Jasmine came up and hugged her. So did Aladdin.
“Iago,” Clopin said, “go with her.”
“What? Really?” Iago was surprised.
“Yes, really. Look after her.”
Belle suddenly flung herself at Clopin and kissed him, his admission of love washing over her. Clopin didn’t protest for a good ten seconds before gently breaking the kiss. “Belle, go. Just go.”
Belle clambered into the saddle and looked to Aladdin. “Which way’s Calais?”
“That way.” He pointed.
“Good luck,” added Jasmine.
“Hurry,” was all Clopin said.
Belle deleayed no longer. Taking the reins, she turned the horse in the right direction and urged it to run as fast as it could manage. “Hey, wait up!” Iago cried, flying after her.
She threw one last glance over her shoulder at the heartbreakingly beautiful sight of Notre Dame. “I will return! I will!”
Then, with a heavy heart, she rode onwards towards Calais.
“Alright?”
Belle nodded, slowly, thoughtfully. “Clopin, will you tell me how you got that brand? What were you in trouble for?”
Clopin sighed. “Please don’t think badly of me for it when I tell you, Belle.”
“I won’t. I could never...” Belle took a deep breath. “I promise I won’t.”
“Well, you remember that day you and your family gave us that money?”
Belle nodded.
“It all started a few years after that. After my uncle and aunt died, I had to be the sole provider from the family. I was caught stealing a loaf of bread from a house...I could have convinced the family to let me take it if the guards hadn’t arrested me. I spent five years in prison. When I got out, I learned my cousins had gone on the run from Paris because they were scared of getting caught. I stayed...well, it’s my home. That was three years ago I got out.”
“And they branded you for that?” Belle was horrified. “Just for trying to feed your family?”
“Well, technically it was theft.”
“But if you were desperate!”
Clopin glanced at her. “You really don’t think badly of me for it?”
“No.” Belle met his gaze. “There’s nothing you could do or say that could ever make me think badly of you. Except maybe...they sort of things...that Frollo did...”
“Belle, I would never do that to you.”
“I know.”
Clopin kissed her again and Belle closed her eyes, enjoying every second of it. Now she just knew that she had found home. Being with Clopin...she was at home. In her mind, she found herself wondering if her parents would approve of this...and then inwardly she scolded herself for doubting that they ever would. They had, after all, been friends of gypsies. She almost giggled as she wondered just what Frollo would think if he knew that the young woman he had tried to bring up as a female version of himself was in bed with a gypsy. Obviously they had only shared a bed for the night but in Frollo’s book that was bad.
And yet he could justify his own sinful actions towards her by pinning the blame on the fact that she was a woman!
She hated him now, she knew, more than anything.
But why was she even thinking about him now? She would never see him again. She was safe here with Clopin. Almost as if he knew what she was thinking, Clopin broke the kiss and murmured softly to her “Belle, you never need to be afraid of anything as long as I’m here.”
Belle smiled up at him. “With you I never feel afraid.”
“Hey!” There was a rap outside the curtain as Tiana rapped her ladle against the wall. “Clopin, are you getting up, lazy bones, or what? You’re gonna miss breakfast! Belle seems to have slept in too!”
Belle stifled a laugh. “Alright, Tiana, keep your hair on,” laughed Clopin.
Belle was able to slip out of his room unnoticed by anyone else. He joined her at the table a second later and they exchanged a secret smile. Well, it wasn’t quite as secret as they thought. Jack noticed, as did Pocahontas.
“Belle,” she said later, quietly, as the three of them cleared away the breakfast things, “I don’t mean to pry but has something happened between you and Clopin?”
Belle blushed. “Maybe...”
“I knew it,” grinned Pocahontas.
“That’s great!” exclaimed Jack.
“Well, we just kissed, that’s all,” Belle said, piling up the plates.
“It starts with a kiss,” Pocahontas replied, patting her shoulder. “Then it becomes a relationship. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.”
“Think I’ll be alright, then?”
“You’ll be fine, Belle. Personally, I think you two are meant to be.”
“Really?” Belle felt a glimmer of something more than hope.
“Ah, don’t go getting soppy on me, Belle,” teased Jack. “I was beginning to like you.”
“Why don’t you go and wash up?” Pocahontas grinned, cuffing him.
“Yes, Ma’m,” he replied, with a mock salute.
“Cheeky,” smiled Pocahontas as he sauntered off towards the kitchen, loaded with breakfast things. “If you two ever have kids, Belle, make sure they don’t turn out like him.”
Belle’s blush deepened. “I don’t know if we’ll ever get as far as-”
“Hey, Belle!” Something tugged her dress. It was Lilo, grinning up on her. “Did you find that book about the voodoo doctor yet?”
Belle smiled, glad of a distraction. “As a matter of fact I did, last night, after you were in bed. Would you like me to read it to you?”
“Yeah!” Then, remembering her manners, Lilo added, humbly, “Please.”
Belle smiled and went off to the find the book. It was called “The Island of Mama Odi.” She brought it back to the table where Lilo was already sitting, in all eagerness. “You sure this won’t scare you too much?”
“No, I can take it,” Lilo insisted. “I love voodoo.”
Belle smiled. “I know. Ok, here we go, then. Chapter 1: The Sinking of the Hispaniola. My name, though it be of little consequence to you now, is James Hawkins. You may call me Jim. My story begins with the day I set sail on the great trading ship the Hispaniola. My ship mates were Long John Silver, Joshamee Gibbs, Elizabeth Swan, Sinbad Dream, Marina Royal, and the joint Captains, Jack Sparrow and Hector Barbossa, who were always rowing about which way the ship was going...”
Lilo listened to the whole story, fascinated by it, as Belle had been at her age. Only, Belle also remembered, she had been a bit scared by the wicked Mama Odi and her voodoo experiments. But Lilo wasn’t afraid at all. She got a little sad at the end when Mama Odi met her doom, but when the story was over, she exclaimed “That was the best story ever!”
Then, to Belle’s surprise, the young girl hugged her tightly. “Thank you, Belle. Could you read it again to me tomorrow night?”
Belle laughed and patted her back. “I don’t see why not.”
Lilo scampered off in excitement, possibly to tell Shanti or her father all about the story, Belle thought. She smiled, suddenly, wondering what it would be like if she and Clopin did have children of their own, someday, what they would be like, what they would be called...
Steady, Belle, she thought to herself. It’s far too early to be thinking about that, surely?
Even as she was thinking it, Clopin suddenly came up to her. “So...what else have you got planned for today?” he asked her.
Belle beamed at him. “I might go out...but I’d rather Esme didn’t paint me up this time.”
“Belle, you could get recognised...”
“Not if I wear my cloak and keep my hood up. I can hide my face.”
Clopin looked doubtful, but then nodded. “Fine, but I’m going with you.”
“Fine.” Belle smiled up at him. “You can be my bodyguard.”
Clopin grinned. “I don’t mind guarding your body at all, Belle.”
“Oh, please!” Iago squawked, shooting past. “I’ve just eaten!”
Belle laughed. “You’ve never had a relationship with anyone, then, Iago?”
“Love’s too mushy for me,” he retorted.
“Ignore him, Belle,” Clopin replied, taking her hand.
“How can I when he’s coming with us too?” Belle smiled.
“What? Forget it! I’m not going out if you two are going to be all mushy!”
“Oh, that is a shame,” Belle smiled. She knew that Iago had a weakness...and that weakness was food. “We were going to go around all the best fruit markets...just to browse, but maybe the sellers wouldn’t miss an apple or two if you were to sneak one...but you can’t very well do that whilst you’re still here, can you?”
“Awk!” Iago shook his head. “Alright, alright! But keep the kissing to a minimum!”
At first, it seemed like a good idea to Belle; keeping her face well covered as she, Clopin, Iago, Jasmine and Aladdin ventured out into the streets. They didn’t see Frollo or his new friend Gaston, so Belle allowed herself to relax.
Clopin took her hand as they made their way past Notre Dame. Belle looked up at the great cathedral that she had once called a home. In her heart of hearts, she couldn’t help missing it. It had, after all, been a sanctuary for a while. If only Frollo hadn’t seen fit to...she missed the Archdeacon and the other priests who had been so kind to her. She couldn’t help stopping and Clopin was brought up short by her hand. “Belle?”
“Hey, what are you dawdling for?” asked Aladdin, turning to them.
“It’s just...” Belle stared upwards at the bell tower as they began to peel. Clopin was right; they were beautiful, a symphony of sound. Her heart swelled. “I miss it.”
“Hey! That’s him!”
The four of them pivoted in time to see three of Frollo’s guards running towards them. Evidently they had recognised Clopin. “Uh-oh!” Clopin muttered, releasing Belle’s hand automatically as they prepared to run. Without thinking, Belle turned around and began to run...in completely the wrong direction.
“No, not that way!” Jasmine shouted.
Belle whipped her head around to see where they were, and if the guards were behind her. Her hood was slipping down over her eyes, and as she adjusted it, she ran into someone.
“Oh, sorry,” she stammered, looking up...into Frollo’s cruel smirk.
“So, you thought you could escape, did you? Do you know I’ve nearly torn Paris apart looking for you, you little daemon!”
Belle screamed as he grabbed hold of her. Then, in a flash of smoke, Clopin appeared out of nowhere and buffeted into the older man. Frollo, releasing Belle, staggered backwards and fell into the gutter.
“Here!” A rope fell down from the building beside them. Looking up, Belle saw Aladdin beckoning her from the rooftop.
“Go on, Belle, quick!” Clopin said as Frollo was recovering from the blow.
Belle seized hold of the rope and Aladdin pulled her up onto the roof. Jasmine was already up there too. “Come on,” she cried, seizing Belle’s hand and pulling her along.
“But Clopin-!”
“He’ll catch up! Hurry!”
Together, the three of them hurried over the rooftops, slipping and sliding a little on tiles, Belle more than the rest, but the other helped her keep her balance. Belle’s heart was racing. How could it all be going wrong so quickly? It was terrifying.
Eventually they leapt down into a dark alleyway and leaned against the wall. “We won’t be safe for long,” Aladdin pointed out. “Frollo’s guards run all over the city.”
“Can’t we go back home?” Belle asked.
“Eventually, but we’ll have to try and outwit them all first,” Jasmine pointed out.
Suddenly, Clopin was beside them again, and Iago too. “I’ve led them a merry dance for a while,” he panted. “But it won’t stop them forever.”
“It’s me they’re after,” Belle said, mournfully. “I’m sorry to have dragged you guys into this.”
Jasmine patted her hand. “It’s ok. We’re used to it, remember.”
Aladdin glanced at Clopin. “Belle needs to be safe. We can’t let Frollo find her.”
Clopin nodded, slowly. He knew what Aladdin was getting at and it hurt him to think of it happening...but her safety had to come first.
“Belle, you need to leave Paris.”
“What?” Belle stared at him, her heart pounding. “Where would I go?”
“If you get to Calais alright, you can get a boat to anywhere,” Aladdin said, thoughtfully.
“No!” Belle seized Clopin’s hands. “Please don’t make me leave!”
Sensing they needed a moment, Aladdin turned to Jasmine. “I wonder if we could find a horse around here...”
They ran in the direction of the stables. Clopin pulled Belle closer to him. “Belle...you need to. I can’t let him find you.”
“And I can’t leave you,” Belle began, feeling tears fill her eyes.
“It won’t be for long. I’ll come and find you. Wherever you are.”
“But-!”
“Belle.” Clopin cupped her face, aching at the thought of letting her go. But he knew he had to. “I love you. That’s why you need to go. And don’t come back here alone. Wait for me to come to you.”
“I love you too,” Belle whispered.
Aladdin cleared his throat. “Um, we found a horse.”
Belle looked at them all. She knew they just wanted her to be safe, and in her heart of hearts she knew that they were right. She had to leave...and for their safety, just as much as her own. Taking a shuddering breath, she looked at Clopin. “I’m ready.”
Jasmine came up and hugged her. So did Aladdin.
“Iago,” Clopin said, “go with her.”
“What? Really?” Iago was surprised.
“Yes, really. Look after her.”
Belle suddenly flung herself at Clopin and kissed him, his admission of love washing over her. Clopin didn’t protest for a good ten seconds before gently breaking the kiss. “Belle, go. Just go.”
Belle clambered into the saddle and looked to Aladdin. “Which way’s Calais?”
“That way.” He pointed.
“Good luck,” added Jasmine.
“Hurry,” was all Clopin said.
Belle deleayed no longer. Taking the reins, she turned the horse in the right direction and urged it to run as fast as it could manage. “Hey, wait up!” Iago cried, flying after her.
She threw one last glance over her shoulder at the heartbreakingly beautiful sight of Notre Dame. “I will return! I will!”
Then, with a heavy heart, she rode onwards towards Calais.
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2. Dr. Facilier and Dr. Doom
3. Kim Possible and Black Widow
4. Shego and Mystique
5. Yokai and Mysterio
6. Xanatos and Professor X
7. Hans and High Evolutionary
8. Hiro and Iron Man
9. Frollo and Grandmaster
10. Megara and Black Cat
11. Shan Yu and Juggernaut
12. Elsa and Emma Frost
13. Merida and Hawkeye
14. Wasabi and War Machine
15. Rapunzel and Arachne
16. Cinderella and Invisible Woman
17. Joy and Wasp
18. Belle and Shadowcat
19. Tiana and Storm
20. Ratcliffe and Kingpin
21. Hercules and Spider-Man
22. Anna and Valkryie
23. Tarzan and Ka-Zar
24. Clayton and Kraven the Hunter
25. Zeus and Thor
26. Hades and Loki
27. Milo and Gambit
28. Aladdin and Cyclops
29. Shang and Iron Fist
30. Mulan and Elektra
31. Jasmine and Jean Grey
32. Fear and Ant-Man