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A/N Okay. Excuse time. *Inhales* I was really really busy yesterday. I got the wrong homework assignment so I was confused for the longest time and I have play practice all this week and next week, plus it goes an hour later than usual because we're getting closer to opening night. I probably will have to post on weekends from now on, but next weekend is my play (AHHHHH!) I'll have an iffy schedule for the next two weeks. *Gasps for air* Yeah. That's basically it.
H4NN4H P0TT3R (guest)-good idea! I'll see if I can incorporate that into it. :D
MikiMouze16-Thank you again!
Aueraeli-Thank you! I'll try to do it often.
Zoneperson-Thanks! Well here it is! The next chapter! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers. Just my OCs.
Sam stood by Thor. She shuffled her position uncomfortably. He handed out Mjölnir. "Take it."
"Uhhhh…you sure?"
"Yes. If you truly have a part of me, you should be able to hold it." Sam slowly reached out and took it into her hand. She felt a surge of power go up her arm and spread throughout her body. Sam was surprised and lost her balance momentarily, and stumbled. She regained her balance and handed it back. "That was definitely weird," she said.
"What did it feel like?" Thor asked.
"Like a wave of electricity shot through me. It was odd, but somehow exhilarating. It's hard to describe really."
"Well it's a yes," said Tony, clapping his hands together. "Now all that's left is Bruce." He flicked Sam in the head.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Are you angry?" Natasha elbowed him for the second time that day.
"More annoyed than I am angry. Trust me. After seven years of teasing and bullying, you learn to keep your cool."
"We need a way to do this without risking the destruction of my stuff," Tony said.
"Hey you're a gazillionaire. Surely you can easily repair a room."
"Money doesn't grow on trees Sam. Although I may have money in an abundance, I don't want to destroy irreplaceable things."
"Well don't look at me," said Sam. "I don't have any ideas how to keep your special irreplaceable things safe."
"No phone for a week, no suit for a month, I'm getting you a tutor, now go to your room." He ticked each item off his fingers then pointed down the hallway. Sam rolled her eyes.
"The problem is, I know what your trying to do. It needs to happen when I don't expect it."
"Fine…I'll get you later."
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"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Come on."
"No."
"It's simple!" protested Tony.
"Simple?" asked Clint. "She's all of us combined! I wouldn't be surprised if she threw me through the wall!"
"Your the only one who could do it other then Natasha, and I was afraid of asking her."
"You do it."
"It'd take me longer. Your the professional! Besides, we need to find out what it's like for her."
Clint sighed loudly. "Fine. On one condition. You stop calling me cupid for the next month."
"Week."
"Two weeks."
"Deal."
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Sam was in the gym, trying out her strength when suddenly there was a noise from above. She looked up and saw a bucket of water dump down on her. She dropped the bell bar and covered her head with her arms. Cold water dripped down her head, back, and pants. She looked down at her soak clothing and glanced back up to the ceiling. Clint jumped down from the vents and tackled her to the ground.
"TICKLE ATTACK!"
He jabbed her sides with his fingers. "HEY! St-stop it!" She laughed and yelled at him at the same time. "What are you-ha! D-doing!?" He flicked her in the head. "Hey!" Clint poured more water. "STOP IT!" She got to her feet and threw Clint off of her. Her brown eyes flashed green.
"Well, gotta go."
"What was that for?!" She began to go a green. It wasn't like Bruce. He grew several times in sized and went crazy. Clint supposed Sam's reaction was from the combination of all the other strands of foreign DNA. She stayed the same size (maybe grew an inch or so, Clint couldn't really tell) and was already strong so she couldn't really get anything else.
Clint ran to the door and once on the other side, locked it shut. He turned to look at it, and large dents began appearing. Tony ran over to him. "Did you do it?"
"What does it look like?!" he was leaning against the door.
"So what is her reaction like?"
"Well it's not like Bruce. He grows three times in size, but she just grew an inch or so and turned a little green. A pale green. She still looks the same, for the most part."
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Sam blinked a few times. She looked around and saw that she was in her room. Not only that, but the team was sitting around her, Bruce was further away in the corner. "How do you feel?" asked Tony.
"Like I've been run over by a truck and sewn back together again." Sam closed her eyes and grimaced. "What exactly happened?"
"What do you remember?"
"Throwing Clint off of me."
"You kinda had a hulk-out. You broke most of the gym equipment."
"I remember that. But it felt like it was a dream."
"That's sort of what it feels like for me," said Bruce. "Although I have better control over the Other Guy, so I remember more and it feels a little more real."
Sam sat up slowly. "So what else did I break?"
"Well it's not like Bruce's," explained Clint. "You don't multiply three times in size. You just grew about an inch and went green. You still looked like yourself, but you sort of weren't. It's hard to explain the personality."
Sam slowly got out of her bed and went over to Bruce. "I need to learn to control it."
A/N CYBER TICKLE ATTACK! Heehee. Please R&R. Thank you!
