A Visit from the Avengers!

To Red Witch: Glad you're back! I loved the new chapter of "Sleepover Of Doom!" I loved your version of the Scottish Beast! You should do that more often! That was great! Here's more insanity for you! Enjoy! Oh, yeah! Guess what I got at an antique store? I got an old issue of the GI Joe comic! It's #62, the October 1987 issue. In it, Fred VII went to Cobra Island dressed as Cobra Commander. Psyche-Out made his first comic appearance in this issue!

To masked rider beta: I'm glad you liked the story. You want Kelly bashing, huh? Well, I'll see what I can do about that. And I'm glad you liked seeing Duncan get punched in the mouth by Thor. Would you like to see more of Duncan getting beaten by the Avengers?

To Wizard1: When does the new chapter of 'Karaoke Dance Party' come up, man? I want to read it!

Chapter 3: New Complications!

Xavier Institute

"Thor's gone?!" Jenny exclaimed. She, Clint, Greer, and Razor were conversing in a corner.

"Yeah, he busted out of the infirmary." Clint replied.

"Oh relax, we'll find him." Razor shrugged. "He's a Norse god! He'll stick out like a sore thumb!"

"It's what he does until he's found that we're worried about, Razor." Greer blinked.

"Not to mention he's not completely familiar with modern life yet." Jenny sighed.

"Could be worse. Hercules could be visiting. We all know how well they get along." Clint rolled his eyes.

AvengersMansion, three days ago

"Die, knave!"

"Thou suck!" Two teenagers insulted and cursed each other as they brawled. One was Thor. The other was a muscular boy with long curly brown hair and a goatee. He was shirtless except for an orange H-shaped harness on his chest with spikes on it. He also had on brown pants and white boots, and a green belt with a buckle shaped like an orange H. He also carried a golden mace. He was Hercules, the demi-god strongman of Greek myth. Like Thor, he was the son of a god. He was the son of Zeus, the king of the Olympian Gods. And he and Thor did not necessarily get along very well. The other Avengers were watching.

"Isn't anyone going to stop them?" Cap asked.

"Heck no." Clint shook his head. "They'll get tired of it eventually."

"Besides, this looks like something us mortals can never understand." Razor quipped with a chuckle.

"What's to understand? They don't like each other!" Wasp exclaimed.

"Wasp, I have enough problems with a psycho witch after my guitar." Razor groaned as he walked off.

"And I have to go catch up on gossip." Jenny walked away.

"I'll help!" Greer followed.

"I have target practice. Not that I need it or anything." Clint left the room as well.

"Taste Uru metal!" BONK!!

"Kiss my golden mace!" WHAM!!

"Ow, that's gotta hurt!" Ant-Man retched.

Xavier Institute, Present Time

"Oh yeah…" Jennifer sighed. "Last time, we barely avoided them painting the walls with each other's blood."

"So, what do we do?" Greer asked.

"Well, if I were a drunken insane Thunder God with a big mouth and matching hammer, where would I go?" Razor thought about it.

"I know!" Tigra grinned.

This'll be good. Razor mentally snickered. "No Tigra, The Kid of Rock sincerely doubts that Thor jumped in an anime movie." The werecat shot Razor a raspberry.

"No goofball, remember the last time we went to a mall?"

"Oh yeah, Jenny punched out twelve jocks!" Razor laughed. "Knocked the suckers right into a wall!"

"They thought I was just cheap meat!" Jenny sniffed. "I may have the looks of a Cindy Crawford, but I got Albert Einstein brains too!"

"And the strength of an angry elephant on steroids." Clint added jokingly.

"Anyway, in the mall arcade, Thor became obsessed with the Whack-A-Mole game." Tigra remembered.

"He got banned from it because he used Mjolnir." Clint chuckled.

"So we just have to hope that the Bayville Mall has an arcade." Greer said. "Let's go." The Avengers got ready to leave.

"Oh wait!" Jenny realized. "I have to get home and change! I can't chase him like this!" Jenny motioned to her dress.

"Oh for the love of Motorhead…" Razor groaned, pinching the painted ridge of his nose in annoyance.

"Fine. Meet us there!" Clint said.

"Where are you guys going?" Jean asked.

"We're goin' Thor-hunting, Red." Razor grinned. "BTW, did anyway ever tell you you'd look good in lace? Or wait, leather is more your thing." Razor fired his trademark smirk at her as he walked off. Jean blinked.

What was that guitar-playing goofball talking about? Jean blinked. She didn't notice Rogue standing nearby trying to fight off the urge to laugh.

Jennifer Walters's Room, Avengers Mansion

Jen materialized in her room. She went to her closet, but then eyed the fact that on her wall were several globs of splattered neon paint.

I just realized, I never got to pay Kid Razor back for the time he covered my room in paint during the time he and Clint had that paintball war. Maybe I should pay him back now, to show that loudmouth that the She-Hulk has a long memory… Jenny put her hand to her mouth and chin in thought as she looked at the globs of paint on her wall. She happened to turn her head to her dresser when she had an evil thought. Hmm…my address book…of course! Jennifer, you genius! She opened up her address book and turned to a listing. She had an evil grin on her face when she saw a particular listing. She put the book down and picked up the phone. Oh Kid Razor's going to go nuts when he finds out what I have planned.

The Bayville Mall Arcade

A slurring, staggering Thor eyed the arcade.

"Ahhhh…my nemesis of old!" Thor crowed as he recognized the Whack-A-Mole. "This time, you shall fall under the might of Thor, God of Thunder!" The people were eyeing the Norse native nervously. After all, Thor was known to be a little bit on the nuts side when alcohol ruled his brain. "Arise!" He glared at the inactive machine. He forgot that you need a quarter for it. "Arise, foul underground dwellers!" He waited for a couple more minutes, getting angrier every second. "Arise! I command you to rise and get bashed by Mjolnir! ARISE!!!" He waited another minute to get really mad. "Fine! If thou shall not rise under my command, I shall make thee rise!" He raised his hammer and brought it crashing down on the machine, laughing like a madman all the way around.

On a road to Bayville

"Hey stop the car!" Razor ordered. Clint stopped his blue car. Razor sat in the back and Greer was in the passenger seat.

"Isn't this the home of that meanie Senator Kelly?" Greer pointed at the house.

"Yup. And that's his car." Razor pointed his guitar at Senator Kelly's car. He plucked it and fired a rainbow Power of Rock beam at the car, causing it to explode! "Correction: was his car." Razor laughed as he sat down and hi-fived Clint.

"Alright! Let's go!" Clint drove off with a cackle. (A/N: Wow. Even the non-mutant heroes hate Senator Kelly.)

On the roof of a building opposite the Bayville Mall

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" A voice laughed, watching Thor's rampage on the Whack-A-Mole on a window made of mystical energy. It belonged to a blonde girl. She was very beautiful, and she was clad in a green shoulderless costume with yellow zig-zags on it. She also had a green crest on her head. "Oh, my plan to disgrace Thor is working perfectly! And it all started with spiking the Thunder God's soda in the club with that mystical potion that simulates drunkenness! After this, Thor will never be able to show his face in Asgard again!" The Enchantress laughed. "Also, I shall teach Thor that he should never turn me down for a date again!"

Uh oh! Looks like trouble's a-brewin'! Will the Enchantress get her revenge on Thor? What was Jenny's plan for revenge against Razor? Will Jean Grey ever figure out what Kid Razor was talking about? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!