"Vigilante, I believe it is time you returned the hammer." Batman barked out in his gruff tone at the cowboy, who was much too happy playing with the weapon in his hands to seem any kinds of sane.

After they had finished with their introductions and had found some common ground- the whole Kid Flash using technology from both of them without permissions seemed to be enough for Iron Man to stop any more assaults on them- the Avengers had offered to fly them to their base of operations.

Once all the heroes were safely nestled inside, Thor turned to Vigilante, politely asking him to give Mjölnr back, even if he did seem upset about the man being able to use the dangerous weapon.

Vigilante, being the pig headed cowboy he was, refused and tightened his grip around the Asgardian relic. "It's mine now. It's chosen a new master now." He had told Thor haughtily, getting suppressed chuckles from both Green Arrow and Robin while Batman glared at him.

Now the Bat and the cowboy were toe to toe while the jet flew towards their destination, the rest of the heroes looking on in mixed emotions as they glared at one another. Green Arrow and Robin were already used to these types of confrontation, in a way, but they were still intrigued because this time it was Vigilante standing up to Batman.

They were used to Kid Flash or Green Arrow himself questioning the dark man's decisions. But Vigilante was a Southern Gentleman at all times and always made them think he came from an era before their own. He barely ever challenged command, so now they found it interesting for him to want to keep such an odd weapon.

The Avengers, though, were just wondering who this stranger with the thick accent was. From what little information they had managed to gather, they knew that Batman was the leader of this weird group. And Robin was kind of like his kid. Green Arrow and Vigilante were just tagging along for the adventures.

But... Still... How could anyone other than Thor be able to carry Mjölnr? They knew from experience that it was virtually impossible for anyone to do just that. Yet that man had done it without a second thought and was now reluctant of letting the power go.

Tony couldn't blame him. Mjölnr held so much untapped power.

"Now, Ah don't know 'bout yuh, Batsy, but Ah read a bit 'o Norse mythology back in the day. An' if this really is Mjölnr, the honest ta god hammer o' the gods, Ah don't wanna let go o' it just yet..." The cowboy now shrugged, "'Sides, he was the idjit that let me get the hammer."

Thor's blue eyes flashed with anger and Batman's frown deepened at his ally's words, all the while Green Arrow snickered quietly to himself. Sometimes he wondered how his best friend had ever managed to survive all of the people he had met and pissed off.

"I was no idiot! You... Merely caught me by surprise..." Thor mumbled now, cheeks becoming lightly dusted by pink at the admittance.

How embarrassing it must have been to say that.

"Sure thing, Vikin'. But Ah'm keepin' the hammer 'til yuh prove yuh deserve it back." Vigilante now shrugged, turning around so his back was facing the rest of them. "'Sides, Ah wanna enjoy the power. It's not every day Ah can get turned into a vikin'."

Batman's glare never faltered but at least Thor was able to calm down. He understood just how tempting Mjölnr's power could be, so he couldn't really blame the cowboy for wanting to keep it a while longer.

Silence ruled both teams now until Tony cleared his throat and clapped his hands. "Now that we're done with the miniature squabble, I'm glad to say we're nearing Avengers Tower. We'll be landing in a minute or so."

Thor sat now, followed by a smirking Vigilante, while Batman only stood beside the cowboy. He didn't particularly like giving off a bad first impression when they were at the mercy of another, but, from the way Thor had reacted, he could tell they wouldn't be in bad hands even with Vigilante had done.

That was when Green Arrow, Robin, and Hawkeye all burst out laughing, no longer able to contain their amusement.

Vigilante chuckled at them while Batman only shook his head.

"Dude, you must have been really hungry!" Me-Flash gasped as I scarfed down as much food as I possibly could, all the while Deadpool ate all of the tacos he had found in the cafeteria.

How he had found Mexican food up here in the Watchtower was completely beyond me, but, hey, this was Deadpool. From my short time with him I had seen him call an angel a stripper and beat Superman up like Germany beat France in the second World War. I'm pretty sure nothing was in the realm of 'odd' for him.

"I am! It's been too long since I last ate anything!" I gasped, finally taking a break from eating to actually slow down and talk with the other me.

His Flash suit seemed a bit darker than my Uncle's own, but aside from that and the eye lenses, he didn't seem too different from my Flash. And the Superman here was actually chill compared to my own because he was enjoying a conversation with Deadpool and Creeper instead of trying to arrest him.

"So, just how did you get those cuffs on you, me?"

I glanced down at the machinery that had my wrists bound and shrugged. "Nothing too crazy. You know me."

"Uh huh." He nodded but from his tone I knew he was completely doubting my answer.

Dammit! I should have known that a me from another universe would know when I was lying!

I chuckled softly at the clearly questioning look coming from me, then looked at Deadpool and slapped him with both hands, "Deadpool, time for an escape!"

The yellow skinned man that had been laughing besides him glanced up at me and smiled, "Don't worry, Captain Ginger! I know what to do!"

With those hasty words, Creeper grabbed the tacos that had been in Deadpool's hands and threw them in both heroes' faces, then grabbed the remote from his utility belt.

"Tally ho!" He yelled, falling onto Deadpool's lap to hold onto my hands. "To a new world we go!"

With that we were once again sucked into a portal, this time with the Yellow Skinned Whacky Man laughing the whole way.

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