"Oh God, okay, I'm fine!" You stared at the ground in front of you. A man in a red and grey suit was half struck in the ground. Ground that happened to be part of your garden. He pressed a button on the strange helmet he wore and the front lifted up. "Are you okay?"
"You're in the ground, in my garden,"
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that," He looked at his hips where the soil reached up to. "Can I have some help?"
"Thanks for the help."
"No problem, what's your name?" You said as you picked up the helmet he was wearing earlier.
"Scott, Scott Lang," he said. "You?"
"(Y/n)."
"No last name?" He asked. He took the helmet off you and put it on.
"You can find out Saturday if you're free," You said jokingly. He raised his eyebrows.
"Sure, if you're up to it."
"Oh? Ok," You said.
He pressed a red button on his glove and shrunk. You laughed and picked him up with your index finger and thumb. You put him on the palm of your other hand.
"You know, you're really adorable like this,"
"I am not adorable!" his little voice shouted. You smiled at him and make a 'aww' noise. "You awed at me! Oh God help me!"
"Yes, definitely adorable, so, next Saturday? My house is (house number) (street name), 6 o'clock good?"
"Yeah, but I'm less adorable when I'm big," he warned.
"Sure, whatever you say," You walked outside and placed him on your patio. He began running.
"Come on Antony Jr!" He hopped on a flying ant and you laughed as he hadn't reached the edge of the slab. As you watched the flying any Scott had dubbed 'Antony Jr', he called out to you: "Can it be Friday at 6 instead?"
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