What appears to be a young man ambles around a room full of various magical objects, some floating above pedestals and others emitting weird colored light. A staff casually rests in one corner while a few beakers full of unique colored substances bubble in another. A calmness permeates the room that is added to by the soft humming coming from the young man as he rifles through a stack of old books, some in languages long thought forgotten. Releasing a quiet sound of triumph, he pulls out a thick volume and gently blows the dust off of the cover, coughing as it plumes in the air around him. A sound of surprise escapes him as two rabbit ears pop out of the bottom of the book, followed by a head.

His eyebrows raise as he stares bemusedly at the rabbit, "Well look at that. I found a Gerard. I was wondering where you had wandered off to."

Gerard's nose twitches as he purrs in contentment before fully emerging from the book and hopping onto the shoulder of the young man, balancing precariously.

A large crash booms through the room and shatters the peaceful atmosphere as a red and blue blur breaks through the window at the end of the room and slides across the floor, coming to a stop right before the bubbling beakers.

Raising his eyebrows, the young man meanders over to the groaning pile of superhero on his floor, "Um, are you okay?"

Another groan answers him before Spider-Man props himself up on his elbow, "Maybe eventually."

"Well I hope that eventually comes sooner rather than later."

"Don't we all."

Glancing around the room, Spider-Man's eyebrows raise as he takes in the various magical objects, "I hope this doesn't offend you, but are you a wizard?" His voice lowers to a mutter as he pleads. "Please say yes."

The young man chuckles as he offers a hand to help Spider-Man up, "I guess you could call me that. Although I've gone by many names."

Spider-Man releases a relieved breath, "Oh good because I could really use your help if you're willing to help because I was fighting this other wizard - or at least I think he's a wizard - and right before I webbed him up he said some weird words and everything descended into chaos. Like there's water hydrants spurting water everywhere and car alarms going off at random intervals and I don't even know where the floating glitter-meowing cats came from. I mean why does it have to be glitter? Glitter is the worst and I don't even know how-"

"-Breathe Spider-Man-"

"The cats came to be floating and spouting out glitter every time they meow and I just hope that the dogs don't end up doing the same thing because they sure do bark a lot more than cats tend to meow and I'm really nervous that I'm already taking too long and everything is even more chaotic than when I crashed in here and oh my gosh I broke your window I am so sorry I promise I didn't mean to it was an-"

Spider-Man's panicked rant is cut off as the young man raises his voice and in a firm tone says, "Kid! Breathe."

Spider-Man stares at him for a moment, his mouth still open, before he exclaims, "I am not a kid! You're only a few years older than me anyways! You have no right to call me a kid!"

A laugh is startled out of the young man and his face crinkles, "I think you would be surprised about how old I actually am."

Well that piqued Spider-Man's curiosity, "And how old would that be?"

"Let's just say I've been around longer than the ages most of your history books speak of."

Flabbergasted, Spider-Man couldn't help but stare at him incredulously, "What, really?! How does that work? Why don't you look super old? What have you done for so long? What is it like to be so old? You must have lived through so much, how do you deal with it all? What's your-" An amused look sent Spider-Man's way causes him to trail off, ".....name?"

"You can call me Emrys. And how about instead of answering all of those questions we go outside and I help you with the Chaos Spell that was cast, hm?"

After a pause, Spider-Man dips his head firmly, "That sounds like a good idea sir."

"Well come on then. There's no more time for dawdling. Glitter is the worst and we shouldn't leave those poor cats alone to their fate."