"Wait uh…what now?" Tony asked.
"I want you to star in my musical!" The strange, most likely insane, Hollywood lady stated.
"Why." Captain America said.
"Because you are already famous, darlings! I don't even have to do work to promote the show because everyone will want to see their favorite heroes not only fight, but also sing and dance! It will be wonderful! The talk of the town for ages to come!" The definitely insane Hollywood lady said. "And I mean really, if Spiderman can have a musical, so can you."
"Hey!" Spiderman shouted in defense. Wait, why is Spiderman here?
"No one even wants you here. Go to the sadboy corner with Hawkeye." The Hollywood lady said.
"Well…well…fine!" Spiderman shouted as he ran away, crying.
"Did she just call us 'darlings', eh?" Maple asked.
"It's Hollywood, Maple. Get used to it." Tony said.
"And who's this Spiderman eh?"
"I am a hero who deserves to be a member of the Avengers!" Spiderman shouted from the sadboy corner.
"You're in the sadboy corner, we're not supposed to talk when we're in the sadboy corner!" Hawkeye shouted. "We're supposed to contemplate the hollowness of life and why we were sent to this forsaken place of darkness and nothingness!"
"We're sitting in a corner. This is not a 'forsaken place of darkness and nothingness'. This is a corner." Spiderman said.
"IT'S THE CORNER OF SADNESS!" Hawkeye yelled.
"What are you on." Spiderman asked.
"SADNESS AND LONELINESS!" Hawkeye shouted as he began crying.
"Anyway…" Natasha started. "If you just want us to be in a musical, what's with all of the ships?"
"Oh, these darling? These are nothing but props for your new hit musical!" The woman said.
"Why does this keep happening." Tony asked. "Can't I just have a normal day? A day where there's no syrup wars, or moose armies, or crazy women asking us to star in musicals. Can't things just go back to normal?"
"Never! This is all my doing!" Loki shouted.
"Loki!?" The Avengers shouted in unison.
"Yes! Loki! You will be perfect for the musical!" The Hollywood woman said. She really needs to get a name. Maybe my cowriter will name her. Because I don't want to.
"What." Loki stated.