Chapter 7- Bruce Banner
Dear Fan Fiction Writers,
Wow. Just wow. Well, I suppose no one could accuse you of having too little imagination. Indeed, I would say the opposite was probably true.
I have a bone to pick with you. Moving past the fact that the strongest feelings I have ever had for Tony were outrage that he had eaten my secret stash of candy (long story), I would like to say something about the way you've been potraying me.
Believe it or not. I'm not emo.
Seriously I'm not! Just because occasionally I get depressed and like the color black, and think I'm a monster doesn't mean I'm constantly miserable. I laugh! I smile! I have human interactions. I don't think about suicide every 5 minutes.
And the Hulk can say more words than "SMASH!" Not much, I'll grant you that, but still. After about 1,000 times, it gets a little old.
Sincerely,
Bruce Banner
OK, I'll admit. I didn't like this one too much. It's too short, and not as funny. Do you guys think I should write another? Thanks!