"Not long enough for Wolverine to become Captain America, that's for sure!" I say to Jean, eyes widening unseen behind my mask at the sight of the Amazing Shrieking Canuck.

I'm about to make another one of my usual witty remarks when I notice what our little furry 'friend' was running from. Tilting my head back as far as it can go, I only just manage to see the top of Mr. T-Rex's head.

Boy, that's a lot of teeth.

"...uh, guys?" I say, carefully backing away. "I don't think webbing alone is gonna stop this one."