Our Adventures With The Avengers
Chapter 1

"Gracie, what do you want to watch?" Harriett Carter asked her best friend, Grace Lewis as their other friend, Amy Brookes was in the bathroom, getting changed. Grace lounged back on the sofa in her pink and blue onesie, flicking her short brown hair off her shoulder, brown eyes sparkling.
"How about Avengers, Haribo?" She suggested, using the nickname she had come up with for the other brunette when they had met four years ago and Harriett laughed, rolling her eyes.
"Why did I even bother to ask?" She joked and Grace shrugged.
"Beats me. I've never understood your manic brain." She said and Harriett gasped.
"Hey! That's mean!" She complained and Grace smirked.
"What you going to do about it, midge?" She teased, taking the mick out of her best friend's small height.
"Nothing. It's way too much effort." Harriett shrugged and Grace laughed.
"Amy, we're going to watch Avengers – is that okay with you?" Harriett called to their other friend and she shouted back a quick "yes", before exiting the bathroom, in her red and ginger kitten pyjamas.
"Nice pj's." Grace commented, grinning and Amy pouted playfully, her leafy green and golden brown eyes bright, her light brown/blonde hair falling to just above her shoulders, bangs slipping into her eyes.
"Don't be mean to my pj's; they have little ginger kitties on them." She smiled and Harriett laughed, sitting back against the sofa, as Amy collapsed onto it.
"You've never watched Avengers, have you?" Grace checked with their newest-ish friend – while Grace and Harriett had known each other since Year 7, they'd only known Amy for about a year and a bit.
"Nope, but you two talk about it enough for me to sort of understand the story." Amy commented, and Grace nodded, looking at the screen, as the movie began.
Loki appeared out of the portal and after a bit of speech started killing the workers and Amy gasped.
"That's a little uncalled for, don't you think? Most of those people did nothing, he should be killing the pirate, he's the one trying to stop him! And seriously, ants and boots? Who says something like that? I mean, I get the fact that he's from another planet but seriously? Why not say some other awesome comparison, like a telephone box has no quarrel with the Tardis?" Amy ranted and the other two girls looked at her questioningly, eyebrows raised.
"Tardis?" Harriett asked, confused, and Grace smiled.
"Amy, this is the Avengers… Not Doctor Who." Grace reminded the younger girl and she frowned.
"You should be on medication." Harriett suggested and Amy nodded, sadly.
"But still, ants are stupid!" She complained and Harriett smiled.
"Since when were you an ant?" She asked, and Amy gasped, slapping the brunette on the head, as she laughed and shied away, squealing.
"Okay, okay, can we just watch the movie now?" Grace asked, laughing and the two girls nodded. They carried on watching the movie in silence, but Harriett glanced towards her kitchen, seemingly looking through the walls and to the six-pack can of diet coke that she knew was sitting on her table.
"Who wants coke?" She asked the others, curiously and the other girls both nodded. Harriett quickly got up and made her way into the kitchen, grabbing the coke and making her way back into the lounge, where Grace was casually sitting on the sofa, alone.
"Where's Amy gone?" Harriett asked, handing a can of coke to Grace, before popping open a can of her own.
"To get the Haribo from upstairs." Grace answered, taking a swig of the coke and shivering as the fizzy liquid ran down her throat.
Amy, upstairs, was searching around in Harriett's messy bedroom for the Haribos and she grimaced, as her bra strap cut into her again.
"Shove this…" She muttered, quickly reaching in her top, and undoing the bra, slipping it off and through the short sleeves of her pyjama top. She breathed out in relief, throwing her bra onto her pile of stuff and she glanced at her best friend's desk, finally spotting the Haribos, nearly hidden underneath notebooks and schoolwork.
Amy shook her head, before grabbing the Haribo, and making her way onto the landing, before she heard a scream from downstairs. She sprinted down the stairs, taking them two at a time… But for a person in Tinkerbell slippers and bad balance that wasn't a great thing to do… She slipped on the last step and fell into the lounge, expecting to hear laughter from the sofa… Nothing. She got to her feet with as much dignity as she could muster, glad that no one saw her fall, before realising that the lounge was completely empty and that the TV screen was glowing white.
Amy frowned, confused, and cautiously began to walk towards the TV, head cocked to the side.
"Harriett…" She called warily, holding out her hand towards the TV. "What's happened to your TV?" She asked, as her hand went through the screen and a weird sensation filled her arm, a bit like pins and needles but not as painful. Amy's eyes widened, and her cautious fear turned into flat-out panic, as the TV's glowing screen began to pull her towards it, having some strange gravitational pull on the room. "Harriett!" Amy screamed, as her hair whipped around her face. "I think I broke your TV!"
Then a hand grabbed hers from inside the TV and pulled her through. Amy squeezed her eyes tight shut and quickly lashed out with her arms and legs, as she fell onto hard ground.
"Ow, ow OW!" Harriett shouted, slapping Amy as she cautiously opened her eyes.
"Harriett, you're alive!" Amy exclaimed, throwing herself at Harriett, hugging her. Harriett laughed, hugging her back.
"But, where the heck are we? What happened?" Amy asked, and Harriett shrugged, letting go of her.
"I have no idea. The TV glowed all white, then Grace moved towards it and got sucked in – same thing happened to me, then I saw your hand and pulled you through." Harriett explained and Amy breathed out with a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness. For a second, I thought I was going to have to buy you a new TV." Amy said, and Harriett laughed, looking around again and Amy did too. They silently took in their surroundings; they were in a gym of some kind, but where Amy's stare was blank and confused, Harriett's hazel eyes widened, and she smiled massively.
"I think I really do need medication; either that, or I'm dreaming." Amy muttered, before turning to Harriett. "What are you grinning at?" Amy asked, confused, as a very tall and very muscled man walked into the gym, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes; he was wearing no top and Amy noted that he had a six-pack (and no, it was not a six pack of coke – it was the other kind of six-pack).
Harriett's mouth dropped open, as did the man's, when he noticed two girls sitting casually on the gym floor, one in kitty pyjamas and one in a baggy t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms.
"Who the hell are you?" The man asked, as Harriett stared.
"Chris Evans?" She asked, shocked and the man frowned.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Do you mean to say that we're at a convention?" Amy asked, and the man shook his head at Harriett.
"I'm Steve Rogers, you must have me mixed up with someone else." He said and Harriett's mouth dropped open even more. "Now, how did you get here?" He asked.
"Well, I went upstairs to get some Haribo and when I was on my way down someone screamed and I ran down the stairs fell and found the lounge empty then noticed the TV was glowing white so I went towards it and the TV ate me and I ended up here!" Amy said as fast as she possibly could, without taking a breath. Steve looked at her, completely baffled as Harriett sniggered.
"By the way, Harriett, I'm not wearing a bra under my pj's anymore." She whispered into her best friend's ear and the two girls burst out laughing abruptly.
"What's so funny?" Steve asked and the two girls looked at each other, pursing their lips.
"Nothing." They chorused, sniggering and Steve looked up to the heavens, as if to say, 'why did I get landed with these two?'
"So, again, why are you two here?" He asked, exasperatedly and Amy huffed.
"I'm pretty sure we just established this: the TV ate me!" She cried and Harriett rolled her eyes.
"Yeah err, no. What I think happened is that somehow the TV went a bit awry and we ended up in the movie we were watching." Harriett explained to Amy and she quickly caught on, after a few seconds.
"So… A bit like travelling to a different dimension? Like in Doctor Who?" Amy asked and Harriett hesitated.
"I've never watched Doctor Who, apart from one episode so I don't know about that but I would assume dimensional travel, yeah." Harriett agreed and Amy grinned, clapping her hands.
"I think I got smarter during the dimension hop!" She exclaimed and Harriett hesitated again.
"Not really, no." She said and Amy sighed.
"So, where exactly are you guys from?" Steve asked, confused.
"Basically, we're from a near-enough parallel universe, where you guys are all fictional. And I was currently supposed to be watching a movie, with my two best friends." Harriett said and then both the girls froze and looked at each other, panic written on both of the girl's faces.
"Wait…" Amy said, her eyes widening. "Where the heck is Grace?!"