AN: i am so sorry sop hie

Working at S.H.I.E.L.D. should have been something exciting for anyone, as you got to work next to world's most heroic heroes. The crème de la crème of questionable people possessing great power. A fine bunch, so you'd think. Really, Matt believed, most of them were rather unsympathetic. But he could honestly not care less, that is if he didn't have to see them every once in a while. Now, you might think this badly written character was one of said people, but really he was just a secretary working a bit too close to them in an office-like department of S.H.I.E.L.D., handling finances and such. And this, at times, was not easy. Since a lot of the people who saved the world did not give a shit about destruction, he had to give about five times the shits. Insurances didn't cover world-saving after all. Try explaining why the Golden Gay Bridge was destroyed to your boss for fucking example. Right. You can't because things like that shouldn't be destroyed and you shouldn't have to explain it!

Now, what Matt's job precisely was, was taking complaints from people mainly. The occasional things that he did that didn't involve listening to people yelling at him, was he himself running after world's finest like a babysitter, informing them not to leave a path of destruction. Yep, he was the annoying office man chasing people down about finances. That didn't mean he was a pure-blooded asshole though, not at all. But the job paid well, for the small cost of your sanity and everlasting silence about anything S.H.I.E.L.D. did. A fair deal, if you're.. you know, Satan. Or Director Fury. Who basically were the same people.

Anyway now, at the present time, Matt was chasing after Director Fury after being informed that the Avengers initiative would be started to deal with this weird ass horn man who apparently stole the tesseract. He didn't know a lot of details, he'd heard the name Loki but that only gave him bad flashbacks to that city that had been destroyed and had him be awake two nights in a row to cover the costs in any way possible. So, that name didn't really go well with anyone in this department. And if he had a source of unlimited power now, he didn't really want to risk anything with this guy. He usually didn't want to risk anything with anyone who had horns, except if it was a goat, because goats were cool as shit.

"Sir, do you really think the selection of people you chose for the Avengers initiative is.. fitting?" He tapped his pen against his clipboard like an asshole as he walked after Fury, steps light and quick to keep up with him. The problem he had with this wasn't Banner. He knew he could partially control himself and could quickly end Loki if he wanted to. Banner was a good choice. But was about Stark? That man was a ticking time bomb to him, and he wasn't having any of his outbreaks anymore he'd seen during the last years. A little too rich and in love with himself for his taste, honestly.

"It's the only chance we have at getting the tesseract back before Loki can use if effectively." Fury answered quite simply, not bothering to turn to look at the simply clerk. Matt moved faster to get in front of him.

"Sir, do we know an estimated cost for the damage he's done at the research centre yet?" He tripped over his own feet a little as he turned to face him, not falling over though. He didn't have to look more clumsy than he already did. Matt knew that he was only bothering Director Fury with questions like these, there were better occasions and more important things, but he had a job to do. He had reports to write at the end of the month and bills to cover, this is what he was hired for after all. If he didn't want these questions asked, his department shouldn't exist. But it did, so here he was.

"Ask Coulson on that matter, he should know." Fury answered, getting fed up by the questions.

"Sir, Agent Coulson is getting ready for departure right now together with Rogers and some others, I believe."

"Then bother them with it." Were his last words before leaving Matt alone with his clipboard.

"Sir- Are we taking the helicarrier once we have Loki? T-that thing is very breakable... and expensive..." Matt sighed, feeling his soul leave his body same as the air. Great. He was gonna join a group of superheroes who plan to fight frosty the snowman. He was sure nothing could go wrong once you try to fight gods. After all, it wasn't like they tried once already and nearly failed while mister freeze wasn't even present. Deep sigh of oncoming failure.

After packing the bare necessities, like his phone, clipboard, and pepper-spray, the young man made his way to the jet thing they'd take to... Germany, correct? These location changes always confused him. What also confused him greatly was what Loki even wanted in Germany. His fit on exceptionally bad reality TV shows and The Geissens? Erik Range, the man with the longest Minecraft Let's Play on earth with more than a thousand episodes? Who wouldn't want the shame that is german media. Endless recourses of cringe. But he could find cringe anywhere, so why Germany? Stupid bastard couldn't even tell them what his evil plan was before he did it like a gentleman. Gentlegoat?

It wasn't a problem getting Coulson to agree that he'd join them. He'd always have a soft spot for the people at S.H.I.E.L.D. working the jobs no one wanted. Stark, Romanov, and Rogers though weren't as fond of him. It felt like having some tax accountant with you who'd constantly ask if you really did donate to this and that organization. But Matt really couldn't blame them. He was an annoying little shit who'd constantly click his pen or jiggle his leg.

No one needs one of those on a superhero team.