Well hello there person actually weird enough to click on this story. This is the a joke between me and my beta Loobylooxxx and this is the result, it was beta`d by Loobylooxxx and we appreciate reviews of our joint silliness. Notice the word count?
"Uhhhhh Physics... Why do we have to suffer through this nonsense?!" Hannah groaned, giving up on the questions. "I mean at least you know what you`re doing Rebecca, you were in last lesson!".
"Just copy mine then, it`s not like we don`t always share work anyway..." replied Rebecca, still working on the questions. "I've never seen the point in momentum, if we never did any moving, all life's problems would be solved!"
"We also would starve to death and live in caves." pointed out Hannah, "And even worse, we would have no Supernatural, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Mortal Instruments, Merlin, Sherlock or Avengers, I mean, what on earth would we do then? We might have to read Twilight!" she finished off, shuddering at the thought.
"Fine, you`ve made your poi- Why are you glowing?" said Rebecca, startled by the misty blue glow surrounding the end of the table next to her, and then as it engulfed her best friend, the creepy mist slowly creeping towards her.
"Balls!" she said, in true Bobby Singer fashion.
On queue, Hannah promptly vanished and the mist swirled round as if alive to face Rebecca.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! SIR! A creepy blue mist ate Hannah, I think you need to call the Ghostbusters or something..." she said, backing away from said creepy mist however in true self serving arrogance Claire, the true bitch that sat on the other side of Hannah, kicked the chair next to Rebecca over. Rebecca tripped over the chair, landing on the floor as the mist started cascading off the table and onto her head.
"Oh I`m really fucked now..." she said, before rolling under the table. Her movement was not fast enough and a tendril of the now viscous looking mist swirled round her ankle, before seeming to get a good grip and start to drag. Rebecca looked earnestly for a way of preventing herself from being dragged into the seemingly carnivorous mist, grabbed the nearest bags that were lying on the floor, which conveniently happened to be hers and Hannah`s. Unfortunately, in a competition of bags vs. solidifying misty stuff, the mist won, and Rebecca was dragged into the mist still holding onto both bags.
Meanwhile, above the Atlantic Ocean in a large, hovering aircraft...
"Director Fury, Sir, we're reading an energy surge similar to the levels we found when Thor came to Earth, only in the middle of New Orleans, Sir." Agent Hill said, looking up from the Starkpad she was reading off.
"Thor's already here, it's most likely a hostile. Get the Avengers mobilised. They need more teamwork practice, this might do the trick." Director Fury replied.
"But sir with Loki aboard-"
"No buts Agent Hill. Get them mobilised in ten, including Stark and Banner, even if it's a friendly we want them working together. Do I make myself clear Agent?"
"Yes Sir, I will issue the summons" replied Agent Hill, a faint trace of sarcasm leaking into her voice.
Surprisingly, under five minutes later, all of the Avengers were present and suited up, except for Dr. Banner, who obviously didn`t get a suit, except for a pair of extra stretchy pants.
"Avengers, we've had a peculiar signal from New Orleans, we want you to go and find whatever made it..."
In a blue mist, between worlds ...
"Oh Merlin, I really hope Supernatural Season 8 doesn`t fall out of my bag..." whispered Rebecca, whilst being transferred between worlds, at well past the speed of light. "I hope Hannah`s ok, if she`s not I`ll kill her myself..."
^^^^ Word Count: 666 lol perfection. *Loobylooxxx get salt and holy water to douse crispyangelwings with for managing to write a chapter with 666 words in*