Ant-Man joins the Rat Race

Dew smiled to himself as he sat under the tree. His back to the rough bark, his chin resting on his knees, the tall boy made for an interesting sight. Especially since he was staring right into a nest of fire ants. He watched as the ants moved to and fro around the area, a couple crawling up onto him to investigate the boy. His own bullet ants crawled around over his shirt, interacting with the new ants and Dew Smiled. The lanky boy had always liked it when he and his ants made new friends.

He did suppose he had to move though. After all, that was why he was here. The school had asked him to use his expertise to move the nest to somewhere less inconvenient. Dew set his hand down by the nest, and the ants came streaming onto him. They covered his arm like a moving sleeve, before spreading out around his body.

About a minute later, all his passengers were aboard, and Dew began to walk away. Well...He would have if he didn't immediately bump into another person, knocking himself to the ground, his ants holding on tight.

"Gah...Oh, i'm sorry...Are you okay?" He asked, mostly to his ants.

@"Tom Marvolo Riddle"

Dew smiled, his ants were okay. A few were a little disoriented from the fall, but none were hurt. "Um, Yes, sorry about that..." The tall boy glanced back up to Milo, before taking his hand and standing up. "Um. Bonded? I...What do you mean?"

It was the first time he had ever heard the word. Bonded? What did that mean? Was it referring to his relationship with his ants? Probably. Dew's thoughts were racing a mile a minute.

Dew nodded, deep in thought. He held up his hand, where one of his normal ants was sitting. The fire ants were all over his back and shoulders, choosing to hide away from Milo and the rats.

"I see...I guess I am bonded with my ants then..." Dew said, looking at the ant sitting on his finger. The ant turned to look at him, before crawling back up the boys hand and onto his arm.

Dew held his hand out to Milo to shake. "Oh, How rude of me. I'm Dew, it's nice to meet you."

Dew nodded, his ants crawling over his shoulders to seemingly stare at Milo's rats. "Most people are already squeamish around my ants, i'm used to it." Dew smiled softly at the slightly shorter boy, closing his eyes for a bit.

"It was nice to meet you Milo. I hope me and my ants can see you again sometime." He said, before turning to leave with a soft wave. "Have a nice day!"