It's been a while since I've written. Just got back from a camping trip, fun! And I suppose I had some inspiration on the 'journey'. So lemme know how it was!
Salad or meatball sandwich. Those seemed to be the only real choices.
Most of the Avengers all sat at a table, while Steve and Tony looked around the gas station and while Bruce tried to decide what he wanted at subway (it was a merged station). Bruce hated ordering for himself. He was trying hard to be healthy, but the Hulk always did have a mind of its own…
"Hello! What would you like to order?" A teenage girl smiled brightly, easing Bruce's mind a little. Just. A. Little. The Hulk had been continuously screaming in his head MEATBALL SUB! while the 'little angel on his shoulder' nagged FATTY FATTY FATTY into his ear.
Bruce took one last glance at the menu and gave his order. "I'll have a salad." The Hulk screamed in rage while his conscious did a fist pump in the air.
"Ok! I'll have your order put together in a few minutes." Bruce muttered thanks and went to sit at the table. Natasha was the first to notice his gloomy attitude.
"What's the matter?"
"I ordered a salad."
"Healthy, huh?" Clint asked with a small smirk.
"Other guy wanted a meatball sub, conscious wanted a salad."
"Hey Bruce, guess what?" the familiar voice asked behind him. Bruce turned to Steve and Tony, both of whom were holding a box. Bruce jumped up in the air with the two Avengers and shouted into the store, "BROWNIES!"