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Up in the totally epic space base…
"I'm kind of excited bro." Butthead said.
"I know! How long has it been since we've done something like this?" Beavis asked.
"Too long, too long." Butthead stated
"Alright, we'll beam down to Earth and then transform ok?" Beavis said.
"Got it."
"Ready? 3-2-1 go!"
Kitty POV….
Natasha got me the clothes and we were headed to the shawarma joint. The clothes were admittedly more country, like jeans and boots. I think she was trying to match my hair style.
Nice.
It was all neatly folded up in a bag in which Nat had put over her shoulder. Meanwhile she was still holding me like a stuffed animal against her chest. Which was really nice because you already know.
The shawarma restaurant was covered in holes, all the windows were broken and the inside was completely covered with dust.
As we entered the place, it was empty except for one poor girl working behind the counter covered in dust and rubble. Also the rest of the Avengers were sitting at a round table in the center of the restaurant.
The big green guy wasn't there, but there was a new guy in ripped shorts and a large gray hoodie who was playing angry birds on his phone. Steve and Tony were talking to each other quietly, Thor was flipping his hammer and catching it over and over. The bowman was just staring at the wall blankly. They all looked bored.
Nat sat down at the table by Steve and Thor. She put the bag down and set me on the table before promptly resting her head on the table and closing her eyes.
I proceeded to curl up into a ball by her head.
"Hey Romanov, I never took you for a looter. What's in the bag hmm?" Questioned Tony snarkily. His faceplate lifted up so everyone could see his face. It was kind of a comical look for him: a big red metal body and just a normal face on top of it.
Instead of looking up and responding she said: "clothes" while her face was still on the table.
"I see you and Mittens are hitting it off." Steve observed innocently, his shield was strapped to his back and his hands were clasped together resting on the table.
"Ah friend Mittens! It is so great to see you! We were just waiting for you guys to come back." Thor exclaimed with enthusiasm. He stopped flipping his mighty hammer and put it on the table in front of him, paying attention to me.
"Am I missing something here? Is Mittens more than just a cat that started following you guys?" Clint asked everyone at the table, to which no one responded.
"What's up Mittens." Tony asked before holding out a closed fist to me so that I could give him a fist bump.
I slapped his fist with my paw making a metallic 'pop' sound.
Tony was of course taken aback that I would even respond to such a gesture. He raised an eyebrow and withdrew his hand, then he leaned back and tapped something on his helmet causing the faceplate to clap down.
The girl that was behind the counter had come by with plates of food for all of the Avengers except for me which was ok because I already ate and also Tony because he was doing something in his armor.
Silence overtook the team as they chowed down on their food. The only noises were the crunchy chewing of Mediterranean food among the heroes and scraping noises from the employee sweeping chunks of wall and ceiling into a pile. All these noises were magnified because of my cat abilities. So it was like a weird ASMR.
"So… is mittens like the seventh Avenger or… a pet?" Asked Steve to nobody in particular.
Natasha's head suddenly shot up, as if that question decided her entire future.
"Yes I think so, I think there's some stuff we don't even know about him. Plus, could your average pet do this?" She said as she looked at me and made a circle with her finger, as if to say roll over.
My instincts took over as my body moved on its own before I could react, I plopped down on my side and rolled over to the other side. The position that I rolled into was actually very comfy, so I stayed like that. I looked up at the person I was in front of, which was Thor. He had a star struck look about him like he had just seen the cutest thing ever.
"Why are we even talking about this? Mittens is a cat!" Explained Clint, sounding put out.
"I certainly think that this little group we've got going could certainly use a warrior of his skills. It's not like any of us can do what he can do. Plus he's just so cute." Thor gushed, putting his elbows on the table and resting his head on his hands. Staring at me with interest and adoration.
"That cat is fucking adorable." The man in the ripped clothes said under his breath so that no one could hear him.
Suddenly Tony's face plate slid up to reveal the man's face. His expression was one that looked like it just struck gold. His grin was wider than most rivers in New York.
"I say… he's an Avenger." Said Tony in a tone that was final.
"Nice." Steve said down into his plate of food in between bites.
"Alright then mittens. If you're such a valuable asset, why don't you do something a normal cat can't do. Prove to me that these guys aren't playing a prank or insulting my intelligence." Challenged a very confused Clint.
"What intelligence?" Tony and Natasha both said at the same time, causing Thor to chuckle at the antics.
If I was human, I would've also laughed with them but since I'm a cat…
Wait.
What if these guys knew I could turn into a human? What's the worst that can happen? Natasha already knows and she didn't freak out.
I sat up on my haunches and stared at Clint, who was staring at me as well. Then I looked at Thor who was still star struck by my catlike appearance. Tony was just watching to see what I would do. Bruce was nodding off in his chair. Should I blow their minds?
"Yes you should totally blow their minds oooooooooo." Said a voice in my head.
I looked around in confusion.
"You probably haven't thought about this, but what else can you do in your human form oooooOOOOOooooo?" Another voice said in my noggin.
It must be those idiots.
B & B connection POV…
"Why did we pretend to be ghosts?" Squawked Butthead.
"Because we can't make direct contact with him until later, you know that!" Chirped Beavis.
The two all powerful knuckle heads had turned themselves into birds and were perched on top of a lamppost outside of the shawarma joint. Beavis had turned himself into a pigeon while Butthead was a seagull.
"What do you think they'll do if they see mittens turn into a human?" Asked Butthead tilting his feathered head to the side.
"Well, it was something that was going to happen eventually." Beavis responded wisely, shuffling his feet side to side on the lamppost.
"You know what would make things interesting?" Asked Butthead.
"What?" Asked Beavis curiously, tilting his head up at Butthead.
Mittens POV…
I glanced at Natasha. I wonder if she will feel offended if I do this.
"Meow" I vocalized.
What she heard was: I'm going to do it.
Natasha looked up at me with surprise on her face.
"Do what?" She asked me
"Meow."
"Are you sure about that Mittens? How would they react?" She responded.
"Meow."
"Alrighty then here you go." She said as she reached for the bag with clothes, putting them on the table.
I then grabbed the bag with my mouth and hopped off the table headed for the bathroom. The bottom half of the door had a hole in it, so I went through it.
Tony POV…
The interaction between the black widow and mittens seemed intense, also she could talk to cats.
"I must have missed a line in your file Natasha, you can talk to cats? Can you also speak to woodland creatures? Are there seven dwarves following you around somewhere?" I teased her while glancing over shoulder, looking for nonexistent dwarves.
"Yes, I can talk to Mittens. As well as speaking to woodland creatures Tony, or should I say… Dopey" Natasha fired back, putting a lot of emphasis on dopey.
Steve threw his head back and laughed very hard.
"You ARE Dopey!" Steve said between laughs.
That would make sense that he would be the only one laughing because that came out right when he was alive.
Not that he's dead or anything.
"I do not understand this…dopey. He is a dwarf is he not? Do Midgardians have something against dwarves?" Thor asked me.
"Well first of all... Doc. in Midgard, dwarves are believed to be a fantasy." Tony said to Thor, making Steve laugh harder.
The bathroom that Mittens went into opened to reveal a tall and buff man in his thirties with a mullet. He was dressed in black gym shorts, an oversized hoodie that was stretched out by his muscled torso, and flip flops that completed the look.
"Sup guys." The man said in our direction.
Everybody stared for a minute until I broke the silence.
"Did you happen to see a cat in there? Small, orange, looks like a cat… goes meow?" I asked him sarcastically.
If this was mittens then that wouldn't surprise me. We still don't know all that he is capable of.
Wait, this means Natasha had already seen him like this, based on how they were talking and how mittens exited. I wonder how that went down.
"Well, that cat is me, fellas. I'm mittens." The man said nonchalantly. I'm sensing a bit of country in his accent.
Clint POV…
"Now I know y'all are fucking with me." I said in disbelief, shaking my head.
"I'm not fucking with you friend Barton, my clothes are on. Also I do not swing in that direction." Thor stated with a regal look.
"Same here Robin Hood." Tony added with a giggle.
Picture this, I'm on the same team with a cat human man who kind of looks like my dad did in Highschool. The very team that just repelled alien invaders and are eating shawarma like nothing happened.
What the hell…
Mittens POV…
"Well believe it or not, I am the cat formerly known as Mittens." I said to the Avengers, approaching the table.
Bruce was fast asleep, Clint was still shaking his head, Tony was staring at me with curiosity, Natasha was giving me a weird smirk.
Thor stood up and walked over to me, stopping about a foot away from me. I was about four inches taller than him, and built a bit bigger than he was.
He looked me up and down. Then he stared at my face intensely, as if he were trying to fire lasers of his own. Then suddenly he smiled and smacked my shoulder in a friendly gesture, a flash of curiosity filled his eyes when I didn't budge from the force of the friendly jab. But the curiosity was replaced with friendliness almost immediately.
"I do not care for the way this warrior looks, his skill as a small and cute animal alone helped us with the victory immensely." Thor stated in a noble tone.
"Aw shucks." I responded bashfully, shoving my hands in my hoodie pocket.
I looked at Steve, who was nodding his head.
"Nice." He said.
"So what's the deal here Garfield? Were you a cat all your life or what?" Tony quipped.
"Well, I've been a cat for about twelve years now." I started off in an informative tone.
"Mhm." Tony responded.
"Actually it's more like four hours since I was immediately captured by director Fury." I continued.
"Wow."
"Then he literally froze me for twelve years which was not cool on his part." I said.
"Interesting."
"Next thing I know there's an alien invasion and Nick just released me saying 'you cannot harm civilians or the team.' But keep in mind I'm really fricken hungry." I continued.
"And then what happened?" He asked me.
"Then I ate a lot of soldiers and jumped off the Stank tower. Met up with Steve and then Thor. Met Natasha and you, now I'm eating shawarma with the Avengers." I finished.
Tony crossed his legs and propped his elbow on the armrest of the chair holding his head. Which was very funny to see a giant metal dude do.
"So Jolly ol' St. Nick thinks you're a danger to us all?" He said deep in thought.
I looked at him nervously then back at Natasha, who was giving me a thumbs up. A hand clapped down on my shoulder, it was Thor trying to ease my discomfort as much as possible.
"How about this, just to piss off Nicholas, I'm going to build us a headquarters on the ground. You can live there along with the team as a cat. I get to piss off Fury because I've made his little attack cat our pet, and you get to not be put on ice again. How about that?" He explained.
"Well when you say it like that-" I started.
"Are you all serious?!" Clint exclaimed in disbelief, interrupting me.
"We don't really know who or what that is!" He continued.
"I think we know him well enough Barton, we took him out for Shawarma didn't we." Tony fired back as he turned back to me with an expectant look on his face.
"Being on ice isn't very fun at all." I started.
"Amen!" Steve shouted.
"So I'm gonna accept your offer graciously. In the meantime I'm going to turn back into a cat because Fury doesn't know I can do that." I finished.
"We can totally keep a secret, am I right guys?" Tony asked, turning his head to the side a bit so he could address the team.
The team responded with a mixture of 'of course' and 'sure thing.' Except for the snoring of Bruce and Barton.
"Are you FUCKING kidding me?" Clint hissed at Tony.
"No I'm not Barton, if you had seen the footage of him going around the city eating aliens like I did then you would totally change your tune…Grumpy." Tony responded smoothly.
"Clint, you really are giving off grumpy dwarf vibes." Steve added nonchalantly.
"I'll review that footage later… I'm not grumpy." Clint said under his breath, as he fell silent. In my opinion, he was the most literal person in the room. A man that didn't believe what people told him, he needed to look deeper than that.
I totally get that.
But right now at this moment it was kind of annoying.
"So that's that then. Jarvis, how far away is Nick Fury?" Tony said to nobody.
Jarvis?
"Director Fury is currently 4109 feet up in the air. It seems he has returned to the airship." Said a robotic voice out of Tonys suit.
"Well Garfield, looks like you don't have to go back to being a cat just yet." Tony proclaimed proudly.
The lamppost outside…
"What do you think?" Butthead asked his best friend.
"I think that the archer is the only one acting normal." Beavis responded.
"Same." Butthead responded.
The pair continued to stare at the scene.
"Boy, I tell you what, I make a good seagull." Butthead chirped happily.
"If I'm being completely honest you look completely out of place." Beavis responded.
"Well there are dead aliens in the streets and buildings are falling apart. This is not the strangest thing humans will ever see." Butthead clapped back.
"…I see your point." Beavis admitted.
AN: Alrighty then! Sorry I'm taking so long to write this story. Next chapter there will be a time skip so we can finally kick off the story already.
Also bit of a short one.
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