He blinked at the screen. "Who put a fuzzy X-Man in my computer?"

It likely wasn't, but that was the more comforting thought at the moment. The Avengers had a lot of villains with heavy German accents. He didn't want any of those in the middle of his schoolwork.

"GAH!" Jack tried to backpedal in his chair. The arm that had been searching for the cord was now wildly flailing to try to rip the cord from his neck. His panic was twofold, one from the attack and the other from trying to not let fear spur on a change of green.