Okay, I sincerely doubt that New York actually has a cleaning crew. And even if they did, I'm assuming that S.H.I.E.L.D. would take care of it.
And Bob Jones doesn't exist. I made him up.
This was just for fun. Imagine if someone really did have to clean up new York after a big battle, or a rampage by Thor for pop-tarts.
*Shiver*
Chapter 11- Bob Jones
Dear Fan Fiction Writers,
I get it.
I'm not buff, and dressed in spangly pants. I don't have a magical hammer and a really cool accent. I don't have a powerful suit of armor, or some really dead-on arrows, or really tight leather get up.
But to be ignored so completely by you guys?
That's cold, really cold.
Do you know how hard it is, week after week after week, to clean up the massive wreck the Avengers make?
Ruined buildings, demolished parks, debris everywhere.
Not to mention missing packages of Pop Tarts.
But anyway. Sure, they protect us. But mine and my colleague's job is just as important!
We're the ones that fix up the streets! We're the ones that get rid of the hot dogs, all along 5th Avenue (long story). We're the ones that help move away all the parts of ruined buildings.
Sure, we may not have been in the movie! Sure, we will never be serenaded as Earth's Mightiest Heroes!
But a little respect and love? Is that so much to ask?
Sincerely
Bob Jones
Head of New York Clean Up Crew