Okay. You see where I'm going with this? They weren't this confident in the beginning. Here, d'you want to see?

"No, no, please don't."

I have a vat of flesh-eating piranhas lying somewhere around here...

"Please. Tell me more!"

Thank you. Now, where should I start?

Okay. Two days after they land in New York City, lots of miles from their precious Arizona, William Timmons found about his fun, teleporting ability. I'll be honest, kinda.

It scared the hell out of them.

See, the X-Gene, whether people like it or not, is undetectable by today's technology in that universe. In all universes, rather. And guess what? Every single person on every single rock has it. It's evolution. And it's activated by moments of extreme stress.

William and Cydney had been cornered by really big men with really sharp knives. They had only the clothes on their back, and a large bright red camping backpack that they had stolen from a street vendor on the first day in the universe. The only thing inside it was a fuzzy blue blanket. Cydney grabbed onto William's arm and they vanished.

Cydney shrieked in surprise as they reappeared outside of a bar in a desert, and William yelped as they vanished again.

"Oh fuck," William yelped as they landed again. Cydney, pale, kept a death grip on his arm.

"Dude," she demanded, "Did you just…" Words apparently failed her.

"Teleport? Appatarate? Yes. Do I know how? Fuck no." William said blankly. "Dude. The fuck? The hell!"

"You couldn't do that yesterday!" Cydney said a little hysterically, "You couldn't do that three hours ago! Or even three minutes ago! Jesus fuck!" She sat down heavily and dragged her hands through her hair.

"Cydney?" William asked, a little scared.

She waved it off. "It's not you," she sighed, "I'm just," Cydney ran a hand through her hair for the second time, "You see the news? Tony Stark? Hulk breaks Harlem?" She sounded very close to tears, "This, this isn't- Will, I don't think we're even in our universe anymore."

William sat down next to her, "Cyd. Cydney. Tony Stark? Hulk? Ring a bell, dumbass?"

Cydney's eyes widened. "No."

"Yes. Now, you are going to calm down, because I've recently discovered I can teleport, so I blocked out this week and half the next for my freak out about my newfound superpower. And then, you and I are going to rob somewhere so we get some cash."

Cydney scrubbed harshly at her face. "I need a gun. A gun and duct tape."

"We can do that," William soothed.

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You see? The robbed bank was what got them on the watchlist of the X-Men and the Brotherhood.

Don't worry. Coyote gave Cydney a little extra something too, but we're not there yet. But again, we're getting off course.

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After Loki and Thor played boo-hoo-hoo, COME HOME BROTHER, FUCK OFF AND DIE IN A FIRE YOU ASSWIPE, and went to play with SHIELD-slash- actually HYDRA, but that comes later, Cydney and William were playing with the staff.

"William, how much money do we have?" Cydney asked, placing the staff on the ground and kicking it. It skidded across the floor and underneath the sofa before finally stopping when it hit the wall.

William opened his wallet, and then opened hers. "I have a hundred, you have sixty. How's your singing skills?"

"Horrible," Cydney said dryly. "My car-repairing skills are similarly horrible, and I'm not whoring you out."

"Why aren't I the pimp?" William wondered out loud.

"Cause I own the fedora, duh." Cydney snickered at threw herself backwards onto the shitty couch. "So I was thinking."

"Don't hurt yourself," William responded automatically, and ducked the plastic cup that she chucked at him. It hit the wall and rebounded onto the carpet.

"I was thinking," she said again, "that we're on that one movie's timeline now. What was it called?"

"The Avengers," William supplied, "Yeah, I agree. We've already gotten ourselves involved."

Cydney scoffed and said nothing.

William rolled his eyes. "Wanna piss off government agencies and get ourselves put on another watchlist?

She shrugged. "Sure." She smiled. It was frightening and could possibly make a puppy cry. "Why ever not?"

William extended his hand. She took it and they vanished, leaving behind the staff.

It pulsed an ominous blue.

Entry: Asgardians

The bestest partiers in the universe.

The END