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Well, not a truck per se...more of an ice cream van.

It was impossible to miss because of the music.

What was more worrying was the fact that Foggy was behind the wheel.

The hat he wore didn't even suit him, and good intentions aside, Matt was starting to fear for his friends sanity.

It has to be the mysteryous chemicals in the ice cream, Matt could smell them from up there.

Trying to drive the van away from the kids was a fantastic idea, but sampling the goods wouldn't have been necessary.

As he jumped across the next building gap, keeping as close to the obnoxiously loud ice cream truck as he could, Matt's phone began to ring.

"Yeah, hi Matt, I can see in the mirror you're busy daredevilling after me, but I thought you should know that this thing doesn't have a break."

*brake (ffs)

"Then take your foot off the gas!" Matt yelled, frantically searching for his next jump - he was running out of buildings.

"I'm wearing CLOWN SHOES, Matt!"

"TAKE THEM OFF!"

"They're on too tight, I'd need both hands!"

Matt gritted his teeth, shoved the phone in his pocket and made his last jump to a streetlight, skidding down to the pavement like a spastic stripper.

I just snorted omfg XD

"THEY ARE REALLY BIG - OH CRAP!"

The ice cream truck swerved, narrowly missing a young, heavily pregnant woman.

One giant shoe flew out of the window, and proceeded to fly towards Matt like a candy cane striped homing missile.

"Didja know you gotta get certified to be a clown?" Wade Wilson asked. "There are rules for a reason, boys."

The shoe fell to the ground, slice to ribbon by katana.

Then came the second shoe, which was quickly caught in a sticky webbing.

NEARBY, J JONAH JAMESON LOOKED AT ALL THE SUPERHEROES SWINGING PAST HIS WINDOW AND SCREAMED LOUDLY.

He finally quit his job and moved to Hawaii, making a lot of people either happy or unemployed, sometimes both.

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