A/N: It came from my tumblr. That's my only excuse.

A/N 2.0: This has finally been EDITED! REJOICE!

"All I'm saying is that they're aliens. We handle all extra-terrestrial phenomena in the Tri-state area... And occasionally Florida."

Agent Kay stood stoically at the front desk of the New York SHIELD H.Q.

The receptionist looked back with a bored expression. She popped her gum.

Agent Kay blinked.

"Let me speak to Agent Coulson."

The receptionist pasted on a fake smile.

"Agent Coulson is out on assignment at the moment. Could I take a message to deliver to him when he gets back?"

The corners of Kay's lips turned up ever so slightly, in what might have been a small acknowledgment of the woman's own plastic smile, and turned on his heel to walk out the door.

The MIB had become aware of the situation at SHIELD as soon as they had gotten a tip from an Arturian snitch that a certain God of Thunder had crashed in New Mexico. Unfortunately, the crash-landing of an extra-terrestrial didn't make much of a ripple in the ocean of on/off planet incidents that was the MIB; But, like any good government agency, they began making small investigative ventures into SHIELD's databases. Learning what they could about Thor, the Destroyer, and Phase 2. The tech specs for the Phase 2 weapons were so underwhelming to the MIB agents that some of them began to joke about sending those poor, deprived SHIELD agents care packages of 'real' weapons. Agent Jay volunteered to send them his old Noisy Cricket.

When Loki and the Chitauri invaded NYC, Kay and Jay had been dimension hopping- attempting to apprehend a Xeoshian serial-killer with tentacles for eyes. They were quite surprised to come back home to a partially leveled city. They were even more surprised to learn that the secrecy of the extra-terrestrial community world-wide was in jeopardy. All because those stupid SHIELD agents couldn't quietly handle a little alien invasion. Amateurs.

Kay contemplated this turn of events on his way out of the building. Waiting outside, leaning up against the hood of their car, was Agent Jay. He was reading a tabloid newspaper which stated 'THOR AN ALIEN: TURNING TIN-FOIL HATS INTO LIGHTNING RODS' in bold dark ink. He looked up and grinned as Kay approached the car.

"So," Jay drawled "How did it go?"

Kay gave him a look and slid into the car. Jay's grin didn't falter as he casually strutted over to the passenger side door and took his seat. Kay was digging through the glove compartment. He tossed a mess of old take-out receipts into Jay's lap and withdrew a slightly wrinkled business card.

"Knew I had his new number in here somewhere..."

Jay leaned back and sighed. He knew what was coming next; The call that always ended with Kay stressed-out and him slightly freaked-out. Kay had his phone out and up to his ear. Jay could hear a person talking on the other end followed by a short, sharp beep. Kay's eyes searched the sky as he left his message.

"Phillip, it's your father. When you decide to come down off of that floating mess you call a Helicarrier, call me back. We need to discuss this Avengers problem."

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