Chapter 13
"You need a name, Mel. All the cool superheroes have one," Tony said. We were all sitting on the balcony of my house, having finished our shawarma and deciding Tony's house was too destroyed to go to. Luckily, my rather large house had remained untouched. Tony and Pepper were sitting on a stone bench, with glasses of wine. Clint, who had been mind-controlled by Loki until I was captured, and who I did not meet till the final fight, was leaning against the wall next to Natasha. Thor leaned against the railing, looking out at the sky. Steve sat on a chair next to the doors. I sat next to Bruce, his arm around me, with a can of Coke in my hand.
"And what, pray tell me, is wrong with Melzilla?" I asked, taking a sip.
"Well, it has your name in it."
"Oh, shut your pie hole. You're not the one to be telling me anything about secret identities. Didn't you hold a press conference so you could tell everyone you're Iron Man?"
He waved my comment away. "I'm rich and famous."
"I'm rich and famous, too," I pointed out. "Everyone wears my designs. Even I wear my designs."
"Well, I'm famous for my weaponry. Not clothes."
"Who cares? Weapons, clothes, they're pretty much the same," I said, rolling my eyes. Bruce chuckled.
"Maybe for some people," he said, and I grinned.
"If not Melzilla, what about Dino Woman?" I asked. Tony grimaced.
"Dino Woman?"
"Hey, a lot of superheroes have names like that. Spiderman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Cat Woman, Superman, Iron Man." I raised my eyebrows at the last, and Tony rolled his eyes. The others laughed. "Dino Woman isn't too bad."
"How about Reptillia?"
"Nah."
"Rexila?"
"No."
"Godzilla?"
"Tony, there's already been a Godzilla. You need to be more creative," I said, laughing. He glared.
"I hate you for being so happy. You and Banner over there are disgustingly cheerful." He paused. "Why don't we call you Hulkette?"
"Because, that would be cheating. Besides, I don't turn into a Hulk, I turn into a Dinosaur."
"Whatever," Tony mumbled. I looked up at Bruce.
"What would you suggest, Bruce, old chap?" He smiled.
"What about Rexine?" he suggested. I smiled.
"That could work," I murmured, and leaned up to kiss him. Tony groaned, and I threw my Coke at him, smirking into the kiss as I heard it smack his head with a satisfying 'thunk.' I pulled away. "Hey, didn't you say you'd help me beat him up?"
"Yeah, I did," Bruce answered. We grinned at each other, and turned to Tony.
"Get him."
A/N So you're probably thinking, Rexine? What? Forgive me, I just could not think of anything better. So, hope you liked their playful banter, and be prepared for one more chapter. The Epilogue!
Oh no! What could I be planning? :D You'll see. And don't worry. When this is done, I've got an idea for another story. Which I hope to get the first chapter of finished, eventually. .
Anyway, thank you to everyone that's reviewed. It really means a lot to me. :D