This is for Devil-O-Angel, who reviewed asking for this back when I posted chapte hope you like it x Please read and review - and for the last chapter, because I had some problems posting that x
...An Alien
Brad supposed that he was being paranoid. After all not even New York could be invaded by aliens multiple times in the same year - there had to be some sort of quota against it, some intergalactic rule that said otherwise.
Other wise it just wasn't fair.
What had they done to deserve invasion?
What had all the little people done? Not the big up-shots who had probably invited the aliens, but the normal people that populated most of the planet and hadn't done anything to anger aliens from outer space?
It wasn't fair.
So he was a little miffed, even though he'd someone managed to found himself invited to the newly renovated Stark Tower. (He had a friend who worked there, who later invited him to the staff Christmas party.)
He was a little less miffed after the blonde one, Captain America, apologised to him personally, actually looking sincere as he did so - not at all mocking or condescending.
But he was still a little paranoid.
And even more paranoid when suddenly a voice come out of nowhere. "Mr Foxon?"
Brad jumped and looked around him, only to find no one standing near to him. Considering that he was in Stark Tower, the site of the previous invasion, he was more than a little scared. "What!" He screeched.
"Pardon me," the voice said sounding slightly miffed.
Brad looked around wildly, imagining another hole in the sky and a cloud of aliens descending upon New York.
"Mr Foxon?"
Brad ignored the voice and left as fast as he could, practically running out the door, thankfully not screaming - though it was a near thing. He refused to go back, even when his friend invited him for the annual staff paintballing session.