My b/f made a commment over the phone to me while I was writing a totaly different story and it spawned this.
The heir to the throne of Asgard wandered into the kitchen the kitchen in search of PopTarts. The Hawk and Lady Widow sat around the table having a heated discussion. Thor shrugged it off and grabbed a couple of boxes of his precious goodies. He was halfway through snuffling his first box when he overheard Natasha make a comment about the weakness of his hammer. He turned to the pair, furious with their assessment.
"Nay, Lady Natasha, Thor's hammer has no weakness." He thrust said weapon into her face. "Touch my weapon. For it is heavy and rigid, and as hard as a diamond."
Natasha gave Clint a look that he would never forget. He had been able to hold it together until he saw her face, then he lost it. He hit the floor laughing so hard, Natasha wondered if it gave him any permanent brain damage. Shooting him an aggravated look, she turned back to Thor, her normally pale face as crimson as her hair. She mumbled some sort of apology and left the room as quickly as possible, after viciously kicking Clint in the rolled over in pain, but couldn't stop laughing. That was the scene Tony walked in on. Clint on the floor laughing and holding his ribs, and Thor standing with a confused look on his face, holding his hammer in one hand, and a half eaten PopTart in the other.
"So, what did I miss?"
hit? miss? I don't know.