The tension in the room was unbearable. Who would win? Who would lose? It all depended on that one last second-
'Rock!', Hulk screamed his huge fist plundering onto the table.
'Ha, ha, I had paper', Tony stark yelled, flexing his finger.
'Hulk smashes paper!', he yelled unleashing his fury on the coffee machine.
'No! You monstrous destructor! You smashed the maker of that heavenly brown liquid'.
'It's called coffee, Thor. You must be really crazy about that thing', Tony muttered.
'Aye'.
'Jane Foster will be very disappointed…', Scarlett said kicking the pieces of the coffee maker into the bin.
'No! We must have a proper Asgardian burial for it'.
THE END… or is it?
Yes.