In her (relatively) short career as Ms. Marvel, Pakistani immigrant Kamala Khan had definitely been in her share of missions, both solo and as part of a team... Whether it was the short stint with the Avengers, or current with her own; The Champions. Today, despite being just past her 18th birthday, she chose to team up again. Her dad, a big man, who's wife's good cooking he carried around was that person. Mainly because Kid Nova, also signing, but only<i>Champions</i>(as currently that's all he was in), and she really hardly ever saw eye to eye.<br/><br/>"Remind me again, Beta, who's wonderful idea it was for you and<i>him</i>to be signing together?" Even Abu didn't care for Kid Nova's attitude. "I thought you liked that Spider-Man kid and that pinkish girl much better."<br/><br/>"Oh, she does! She makes out with them both and neither cares she's cheating on them!" Nova snarked, both trying to be funny and stir up trouble between Ms. Marvel and her dad, who stared unbelieving at him. Abu knew his daughter better than that.<br/><br/>"I wish I understood what the comic book dealer was trying to do..." She groaned, elbowing the little jealous liar. "This one only wants to be leader instead of Cyclops and me sharing the title."<br/><br/>"We are open for business." The dealer called unlocking the door to a throng, most of them getting in line to have Ms. Marvel sign their books, talking animatedly with her.<br/><br/>Abu moved to a far table and sat to watch, smiling like the proud father he was... Only frowning slightly as Nova tried to beg, pathetically, to sign some<i>Champions</i>books for the throng.