Drabbles of the Avenger Kind (Crack!Fic)
Random OC will up from time to time, her name is Amelia. She's nice. (I also get distracted easily. sorry)
Summary: Clint hanging from the gangways and shooting the screen of the guy who plays Gallagher during work hours. (Clint's POV)
It was just like any other normal – as normal it can get around the Avengers – on the Helicarrier. Bruce was in his little lab with Stark, doing whatever 'research' they could. Stark was annoying people, by people I mean Bruce. Not that he wanted Bruce to Hulk out, he would forever deny it if Bruce ever did. Be damn funny if it did happen, just to see Stark get his comeuppance. I don't have anything against the guy; he's just a bit of a jerk at times... all the time. Like ninety nine point fucking nine percent of the time.
Especially as now, I can't concentrate properly because I keep noticing one of the agents on the floor is playing Gallagher. Hasn't he got more important things to be doing? Like helping keep the world safe from Alien (Loki) invasion... There hadn't been a threat since the whole New York Battle fiasco. So SHIELD had become pretty much useless for a while.
But still Fury insisted that they come back, Fury who was still lording it over them as they 'worked'... if you could ever call it work what they were doing. With the threat of Loki gone, there was nothing to do. And Thor was away in Asgard, probably helping with some sort of punishment for Loki. The Tesseract was gone. Things were looking up for planet earth.
That bloody computer screen flashed as that agent lost another game of Gallagher. It was really starting to piss him off. With a half of the other agents on the floor being totally oblivious to this lone man playing a stupid childish game – Fury among them – while the rest looked annoyed at him. I pulled an arrow out of my quiver and knocked it into place. It was just to warn him. I wasn't going to hit him. I drew the string back and smirked to myself as I let it go.
There was this magnificent display of sparks as his screen imploded with the force of the arrow hitting it. Stark wouldn't be happy. That was one of his Stark Screen things that were touch screen and as I've been told many, many times, it's a very expensive bit of kit. Not like it mattered really. It doesn't stop a man from playing Gallagher. Looking down on the floor, I swear I saw Fury twitch. That cannot be good. Right?
"HAWKEYE!" Oh, shit. Think it's time for me to get out of here.
Summary: Thor vs. Loki prank war is not permitted, Thor's hair is still green and Loki's wearing one of Stark's tee-shirts because his clothes shrunk. That and it never ends well. (Amelia's POV)
"LOKI!" Thor's voice thunders around the Avengers Tower. Loki, who was drinking coffee, stiffened in his seat and glanced nervously over to Tony, who in turn shrugged sightly and wandered off towards the bar area. Thor burst through the door, looking enraged. And too be quite honest, I couldn't blame him. But I still nearly fell off my stool for laughing. Cue a murderous look off Thor. See, I was laughing because his once (quite nice) blonde hair was now bright green. He pointed the Mjolnir at me directly, "I shall deal with you in a moment. First, I deal with Loki." That stopped me from laughing. The wrath of Thor is something I don't need on a school night.
I watched while I ate my corn flakes as it escalated. And, well, did it escalate - quite quickly as well. It turned from; 'Brother, lets stop this' to a full on screaming match between the two cosmic brothers. I should explain how this all started... Technically, it was probably my fault... or Tony's. Probably mine. See, I was in the middle of a prank war with God knows who, I've had one with nearly everybody now, just not Natasha; I actually do value my life. Loki asked about prank wars, well, kind of demanded that I explain what one was. Me being me I opened my mouth and said; you're the God of Mischief. I thought you invented prank wars.
Well, fuck. Apparently, he didn't.
So, anyway, I explained. Loki grinned this like 'I have an idea' grin and it started. At first it was harmless stuff... Loki took Thor's clothes while he was showering. Not that Thor actually minded. He just wandered around naked as the day he was born. Not that any of us really minded. Well, Pepper, Natasha and I. Thor naked is something that not a lot of people would mind looking at. The man has excellent... well anyway. So Thor figured out who did it, and retaliated. Not in the way we all thought he would; everyone thought that he would go ballistic at Loki. He just pranked back.
No one really kind of minded, their pranks hadn't spread into anyone else's lives. Unless, like one time, it involves Pop-Tarts. Then it just involves everyone.
The pranking went on for around a month. Just little things. Then Loki got over ambitious after Thor shrunk his clothes.
And here we are now. Loki and Thor, screaming match about green hair and clothes.
To be fair, I probably shouldn't have told Loki about prank wars really.
Drabble should not be fun to write. Have two. Do I do more? -Ellen