Me: Yay! Only one more day of star testing! Then I'm freeeee!

Muse: Yeah well, you mostly guessed on the science. And tomorrow you have history too.

Me: So?

Muse: you are horrible at history. You thought the first president was Paul McCartney

Me: Well wasn't he?

Muse: ...He was a Beatles member... In the 60's...

Me: ...Wasn't that Timothy Leary?

Muse: *Face palms*Timothy Leary was a PSYCHOLOGIST


'They're called the Avengers."

Avenge what? How was that supposed to be a good name? The avengers.

One would assume that they were to avenge something, and to avenge isn't to block out evil, it is to know that evil has won, but you want to throw yourself at them as to make them sorry for what they did.

Sorry. That was it. The avengers weren't there to save the world. They were there to waste the worlds last defense. How could that turn out for good?

Maybe because the world doesn't need a last defense... Maybe it's already lost. Was that true? Was that all it was? Because there always was that last hope for freedom. No matter how small it was. But how could you make a little league of superhero's just so you can tell them, and the whole world really, that there really wasn't any hope to be saved, that their only hope was in vengeance?

But maybe... Maybe that was OK. Maybe this was what George needed. Maybe that was what the world would need. Vengeance. Would vengeance set him free? Free from the burning? Free from the pain...

George looked up at the one eyed man. "I'm in," were his only words.

"We thought you might be."


"So... What are your powers, exactly?" Tony asked the Brit.

"Who said I have powers?" George answered the multi-billionair.

"Your going to be in their little boy band aren't you? You either have powers or I'm a cockroach." He turned around in his swivel chair and opened up a few files from his computer.

"Your a cock roach then. "

Stark ignored him, "Shield seems pretty interested in you..." A few 3D images popped up, "And your...clan. Thing." He said appraisingly. Stark spread the the images around the the roam and took interest in one particular one, "Not a roach" He exclaimed triumphantly and opened it up.

A voice rang through the room, "Sir, Director Fury is at the door with several shield agents. Should I allow him entrance?

"No." Stark called out. He quickly scrambled to download all the files onto his own computer.

BOOM! A massive explosion shook Stark's room and the multibilloinair and George were sent flying after the shock wave blew past them

Stark got up slowly and shook his head, "Wonder what that was..." he muttered innocently.

"Stark!" A sharp commanding voice, Fury's voice, spoke from the now shattered glass doors

"I thought I told you not to let him in Jarvis." Tony repremanded

"I'm sorry sir. The director decimated our front entrance."

"Mr. Stark." He glared at Tony with malice, " I thought you had clear instructions not to hack into our computers," his voice was cold and seemed to be set on the edge of anger.

Stark ignored him and smiled at one of the Shield members behind him, "Agent!" He greeted in a false pleased tone, "What are you doing here?"

"The same as Fury." The man replied coldly, "You had instructions." He he reminded Stark

Tony paused for a moment and a confused look took his face,"Jarvis? Search the voice on the camera's for any instructions given by Fury about hacking."

"Yes sir." Everyone waited for a moment on his answer, "Sir there are exactly three matches on your search."

"Play them please."

An old voice recording swept through the room, "We will receive warnings if you hack our base, Stark. Don't try it." another, "Hacking our computers is not permitted, Stark." And one more, "Our base isn't set up like the pentagon Stark. Hacking it wont be so easy. But if you do, I will make you a cyber terrorist."

Stark thought for a moment, "huh... I must not have listened hard enough."

"You rarely do." Some one called from the now non existing door.

"Pepper!" Tony grinned, "Hey! I got you blueberries this time! Did you see them?"

"You mean the ones on the counter?"

"Yes..."

"The ones that got blown up?"

"...yeah..." he frowned and looked at Fury, "You blew up my blueberries!"

"I thought they were my blue berries." Pepper spoke quietly to Stark, then looking away she turned to George, "You must be Mr. Weasley," She said, "Who of course I know nothing about," She reassured the director unconvincingly.

"Yes, but you can call me George," He answered kindly

"Can I call you George?" Tony asked

"No." The man answered

"Mr. Stark. You need to focus on the matter at hand." Fury spoke up coldly

"What matter?" Tony asked just as another agent walked into the room. The woman walked up to Fury, and muttered something in his ear. Fury nodded and his eyes hardened.

"Stark, I would request that you get your computer off of mine before I take some severe measures. I have somewhere else to be."

"You mean Mexico?" He asked cheekily, "And I have no idea what your talking about. I would never hack your base."

"Sir, the download is complete. Would you like me to-"

"Mute." Tony commanded, "And yes. Save it and guard it with your life."

Fury snapped "Stark-" the woman agent walked back in the door

"Director, they insist you come now."

Fury nodded, "Stark, get off my base. Coulsen come with me." Fury turned and walked out through the shattered glass door.

"That was... mildly interesting" George commented.

"Yes, It was." Pepper smiled, "Security breach is on you Tony. Oh and..." She leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, "I don't like blueberries."


Fred: That wasn't like the other ones... not as gloomy and depressing

Muse: Isn't that a good thing?

Me: Besides, all except the top part is Tony. George can't do funny stuff any more.

Fred: ...He gave Ron and Hermione an exploding cake

Me: So? He's doing it for you. So it's still sad.

Fred: And why didn't you put any thinking parts in for Tony?

Muse: ...Cause Tony doesn't think. He does.

Tony: Hey! That's offensive! I built an arch reactor in a cave. A CAVE. With a bunch of junk!

Fred: I built extendable ears. With gloomy George.

Tony: That's... that's rough. *looks impressed*

Me: Well I made a science project! With...with... sciencey stuff

Muse: Don't ask her what she made

Fred: Why not? What did she make?

Me: *takes deep breath*

Muse: *Groans*

Me: A... VOLCANO!

Fred: Oh...that's...

Tony: ...original...