Avengers ~ Bon Voyage!
~ A Fan Fiction by Angélica B. Steve Rogers ~
~ Based on The Avengers (movie) ~
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What happened after the Avengers movie ended? Well, read on to find out...
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* If you see asterisks, refer to the end of the chapter! *
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Chapter One: The Arrival
Loki and Thor grab onto the Tesseract.
ZOOOOOM...
They are sucked into a swirling vortex. As they shoot through the black hole, Loki grimaces at Thor. Thor returns the gesture.
"So, you think you have won, brother..." Loki says, low enough to be a whisper.
"Do not call me brother! You are no brother of mine!" retorts Thor.
Loki's mouth curls up into a devious, twisted smile before he procures a knife from his pocket and lunges for Thor's heart. Thor, with his hammer in hand, blocks Loki's attack.
Soon, the brothers, or brothers in a time past, are in the midst of a full-fledged quarrel.
Meanwhile, the brothers forget to keep contact with the Tesseract. The Tesseract assumes their final destination is drawing near.
It's sapphire glow dims.
A sinking feeling grows in the stomaches of both Loki and Thor as gravity takes control of them.
Down, down, they drop.
CRASH!
They crash into a garbage disposal bin.
The stink from the garbage is sickening. Loki plucks a slimy banana peel from his face as Thor gags from the stench.
Where are we? Loki and Thor both think.
"Well, we must still be on Earth because we do not have these ghastly garbage disposal bins on our home planet," Loki remarks.
"Ghastly things," Thor agrees.
Thor smoothes down his long, golden locks which has bits of crumbs and other assorted garbage stuck in it. He shakes as many crumbs out of his hair as he can.
Loki is already climbing out of the bin and on the concrete of... what seems to be an ordinary parking lot.
Thor pulls himself out of the garbage pile with one thrust of his hammer.
"And that is how you escape the clutches of garbage with style," Thor says, grinning and triumphant.
Loki grimaces. "You may have won this time, brother, oh dear brother, but you shall bow down to me one day! Wait and you will see."
"I would love to see you try," Thor challenges Loki.
Loki growls under his breath. Before Loki can rip out Thor's throat, a man dressed in a leaf-printed, beach shirt and a straw hat encounters the odd brothers, who were dressed in their usual Asgardian outfits.
"¿Quiénes son ustedes?" * The man asks.
Loki and Thor stare at the man curiously.
"In all my years of studying Earth languages, I've never heard this one before," Thor admits.
Loki scratches his head, then he shrugs.
He has nothing as well, Thor thinks to himself.
The man is patient and waits for an answer from the boys.
The silence becomes unbearable. The strange, little man shuffles his feet awkwardly as Loki and Thor try to act natural.
"Where is a translator when we are in dire need of one?!" Loki says, finally. Loki throws his arms up, reaching toward the heavens, in his frustration.
"Did someone say they need a translator?"A girl's voice asked.
A slim girl, about the brothers' age, appears next to the man. Her dark hair cascades down her shoulders like rivulets, and her brown eyes hold a glint of amusement.
Loki and Thor realize her amusement is gestured toward them.
How long had she been watching their encounter with the man?
The girl smiles at Thor, then at Loki, who reddens slightly.
She is quite beautiful, Loki thinks to himself.
The girl rests her hand softly on the shoulder of the man, who smiles at her.
"He's probably thinking, 'My savior!'" Thor whispers to Loki which makes Loki chuckle a bit, like old times. Then, Loki remembers he is mad at Thor and he stifles his chuckle.
"Está bien, papá. Ellos son locuros. Creo que ellos les gustan trajes de héroe." * The girl explains to the little man.
The strange, little man nods. After giving the brothers an odd look, the man hobbles into the bright, orange house nearest to the parking lot.
"My name is Cheyenne." The girl says, introducing herself. She extends her hand to shake the brothers' hands.
"They call me Thor," Thor says, confidence resounding from his voice.
"My name is Loki," Loki says, steadily. He meets Cheyenne's eyes for a split-second before he feels his cheeks glowing hot again.
The brothers are not sure whether to trust this strange girl or not.
Then simultaneously, they remember.
THE TESSERACT!
"Where did it go?!" Loki screams frantically, holding his head in his hands. Thor runs with record-breaking speed back to the garbage bin, and dives right back in.
He finds only garbage. No tesseract.
"NOOOOOOO!" Thor yells, his voice as loud as a boom of thunder.
Cheyenne covers her ears. She retains her composure and asks the brothers what they are looking for.
"The Tesseract!" Loki and Thor yell in unison.
"Okay..." Cheyenne whispers. She is beginning to believe that the boys really are crazy.
Loki catches on. "No, we are not insane! We had a glowing stone that helped us jump through space at the speed of light, but we malfunctioned and landed here..." Loki pauses.
"Er, where is here?" Loki asks Cheyenne, taking ragged breathes to regain his breathe.
Cheyenne shoots Loki a curious look, but does not say anything.
Meanwhile, Thor is headlong in the garbage disposal bin, trying to locate the Tesseract. Only his legs, flailing in the air, are visible from where Cheyenne and Loki are standing. It is a funny sight to behold.
"Okay, now I really think you two are crazy," says Cheyenne.
"But to answer your question, you are in Costa Rica!" Cheyenne exclaims. She raises her arms above her head as if she is surprising someone at a surprise birthday party.
"Costa Rica?!" The boys scream. Loki's face grows pale, while Thor pulls himself out of the garbage pile. He spits out a shriveled apple core that had slipped into his mouth onto the pavement.
Nasty, Cheyenne thinks to herself, scrunching up her nose in disgust.
Thor places his now greasy hand on Loki's shoulder. Loki plugs his nose because the stench is unbearable.
"We are a long way from home, that is for certain, Loki." says Thor.
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Footnotes:
(Spanish then English translation)
~ * "¿Quiénes son ustedes?" - "Who are you guys?" (pg. 3)
~ * "Está bien, papá. Ellos son locuros. Creo que ellos les gustan trajes de héroe." - "It is fine, Dad. They are crazy. I believe they like hero costumes." (pg. 4)