Sorry for the wait folks. It's been a bit hectic here. I'm going to apologize right now if this is below the normal standard that I write with. Most of what I've been working on is technical, along with two stories that are turning out to be longer than I was expected. I'm pretty sure one has already passed the 60 page mark and I'm not even in the actual core of the story yet (yikes). Anyway, for all your patience here's a mass update. Again, sorry if these aren't as creative as the previous ones.

- Illusinia

Jane sighed in exhaustion as Darcy pushed open the door to their apartment. It had been a long day and both women were looking forward to relaxing with a little TV and alcohol. Lots of alcohol. A day of meetings with S.H.I.E.L.D could do that to a person.

Stepping inside, the astrophysicist was struck with the sudden scent of the ocean. That wasn't what made her groan loudly though. Behind her, the front door clicked shut and disappeared. She was going to throttle Loki.

An ocean stretched out in front of her and Darcy where their living room was supposed to be. The sun was setting over the horizon as waves crashed against the sand beneath their feet. Really, besides the random location of this scene in their apartment rather than outside, it wouldn't be all that abnormal.

No, it was the random sperm whale currently flying through the air that made the scene strange.

Watching the whale, Jane couldn't suppress another groan. "Things are about to get weirder, aren't they?"

"Yep," confirmed Darcy as the sand beneath their feet began to morph into sidewalk and the ocean just flowed into the center of the room as the earth rose around it.

Jane looked down and noted that she suddenly appeared to have an extra arm and two extra legs. "I'm not sure we need the alcohol after all."

Darcy shook her head as she began rapidly shrinking, her arms shifting into flattened wing-like appendages which she flapped helplessly. "Dammit! I'm turning into a penguin!"

Through the room, a voice cheerfully began to read off numbers. "2 to the power of 74001 to 1 against and falling."

"Alright, that's it!" squawked penguin Darcy as the ground under her feet turned to ice, causing her to slip on the ground and fall on her tail. "Whoever gave Loki 'The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy' is dead!"

Jane just nodded all five of her heads.

Darcy looked up from her coffee when Jane walked into the kitchen the next morning, a fish bowl in her hands. One of the poli sci major's eyebrows rose in question, eyes rising to her boss's face. "When did you get a fish?"

"It fell out of my ear yesterday," replied Jane with a shrug, setting the bowl on the table before bee-lining for the coffee and poptarts sitting on the counter.

"Fell out of your ear?" repeated Darcy, both eyes cutting to look at the fish. It looked like a regular goldfish, swimming back and forth carelessly inside it's bowl. There was no way.

"After we finally got Loki to knock it off," confirmed Jane with a shrug as she slid into the chair across from Darcy. "Why?"

For a moment, Darcy stared at the fish, who stared back at her blankly. Then she shook her head and dismissed the idea that came to mind immediately. "No reason."