Staring into the next room everyone was really, really, REALLY confused. About what, you may ask? Well, I'll tell you…
There was a raccoon. And a tree with a face. And some aliens. And a human.
Basically, it was a stare down between the Avengers and the Guardians of the Galaxy. And it was hilarious.
The Game Master's hum sounded throughout the room, causing a look of confusion on the Guardians part and mild annoyed upward glare at the ceiling from the Avengers.
"This is golden. Absolutely golden." The Game Master laughed into the microphone. The Avengers sighed and the Guardians looked at them, puzzled.
"What is that?" The human asked, looking around for the source of the voice.
"Up here, Star-Lord." The Game Master called, causing Star-Lord to look up.
"Who're you?" Rocket asked rather loudly, pointing up at the ceiling.
"That's the Game Master, the person who locked us up in here." Natasha answered, crossing her arms.
"So, how do we get out?" Gamora asked, sending the ceiling a murderous glare.
"That's for me to know and you to find out." The Game Master replied in a singsong way.
"I am Groot." Groot commented.
"Precisely, my friend. Precisely." The Game Master responded.
"You can understand that!?" Tony asked incredulously, pointing frantically at Groot.
"Yes, Tony. I can understand him." The Game Master deadpanned.
"Howwwwwwww…?" Tony whined.
"Because I do. Anyway, I should leave y'all to finish this room. Once you do, you have one room left in which the Avengers may retrieve Agent Barton and Mister Odinson."
"Wait, the next room is yours?" Steve questioned, eyebrows furrowing.
"Yes."
"Hm. I thought there would be more than… five rooms?" Bruce mused.
"That is correct, Doctor Banner. There are five rooms. I thought that this would be nice as a small project."
"This was a SMALL project!?" Tony shrieked. There was a static-like sound coming from the microphone. The Game Master was laughing again.
"…Yes…" The Game Master choked out between giggles.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" Tony screeched.
"If you think this is bad, you should check out what I have planned!" The Game Master giggled some more.
"You are such a jerk, you know that?" Tony complained.
"Thanks, Tony. Really know how to make me feel special." The Game Master pouted.
"I don't mean to be rude, but what's going on here?" Star-Lord asked.
"Tony and Bruce have been in here since the first room, and Tony doesn't like me very much. I guess I'm at least slightly tolerable to Bruce, Nat, and Steve. Maybe Loki and his companion."
"I don't like them. At all. And what was that other guy's name again?" Tony inquired.
"Th-" Steve started, but the Game Master cut him off short.
"SAY HIS NAME AND I'LL PUT YOU BACK IN THE ICE, ROGERS. I DON'T FEEL LIKE BEING KILLED TODAY, ESPECIALLY BY THEM." The Game Master threatened. Blue arrows pointed at the Guardians appeared on the walls. Steve looked at them, confused and slightly affronted.
"Why would they kill you?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Looooooooooooooooooooooooong story that I don't feel like telling." The Game Master droned. "Ask them if you want to- oh wait, nevermind."
The Avengers and the Guardians looked at each other. "Okay then…?"
"Oh, I almost forgot. This is for y'all." With that, the hum reappeared and the ceiling opened. A small, cylindrical object fell from the ceiling and onto the floor. The ceiling closed as the occupants of the room went to pick it up.
"A… pen?" Star-Lord asked aloud as he picked it up, inspecting it.
"I do believe it is a pen." Drax commented, looking at it as well.
"Why would the Game Master give us a pen?" Bruce asked, staring up at the ceiling. He wasn't dignified with a response.
Star-Lord clicked the pen. In the place of a ballpoint tip was a small, glowing light. He blinked at it, then clicked it again. The light went out.
"Huh. That's cool." He mumbled, clicking the light on and off repeatedly.
After a while, the clicking became very annoying to some of the other occupants. "Oh, give me that." Natasha scolded, taking the pen from Star-Lord.
"Awww…" He whined.
Natasha inspected the pen. It was still opened from the obnoxious clicking. She threw it up in the air and watched it fall back into her waiting palm. A stream of light followed the tip of the pen as gravity dragged it back down to her hand.
Natasha dropped it immediately.
The others, however, stared in confusion at the line of light that remained. It stayed for a few seconds before fading into the air.
"What? How? COOOOOL!" Tony and Star-Lord shouted, both reaching for the pen. Before either of them could pick it up, Gamora already had it in her grasp.
"So it creates whatever is drawn out of light?" She inquired, turning it in her hands. "Interesting…"
"Why don't we draw a door and get outta here?" Tony asked, attempting to take the pen from Gamora. She glared at him, causing him to shrink away in fear.
"Fine." She stated. She clicked the pen back on and drew a very basic door. Once it was drawn, it materialized… and fell to the floor with a thud. The occupants of the room stared at it in dissapointment.
The hum returned. Everyone looked up at the ceiling in expectation.
"Wow. That was dumb." The Game Master snorted.
The hum ceased and the room was silent again.
"WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS!?" Tony screeched, waving his fist at the ceiling.
"Maybe we have to draw something to get us out?" Drax questioned.
"I am Groot." Groot suggested. Rocket looked at him like he told him the meaning of life.
"Groot, buddy, you're a genius." Rocket complimented, grabbing the pen from Gamora.
"Rocket, what are you thinking?" Star-Lord asked tentatively.
"Watch and learn." Rocket grinned like a madman.
Pen in hand, he drew in great detail one of his favorite things in the entire universe: his gun.
The gun materialized and dropped right into his arms. "Yeah, baby!" He exclaimed, tossing the pen to Bruce, who stuck it in his pocket.
Rocket pointed his gun at the wall, aiming it before he smirked.
"Time to go."
He then pulled the trigger, and the wall exploded.
Peering into the remains of the wall, the occupants saw a hallway. It was white, just like everything else, unsurprisingly.
"Do we go?" Steve asked, looking at the rest of the Avengers.
"I am Groot." Groot announced as he walked through the destroyed hole.
"Hey! Wait up!" Rocket called, chasing after him with the rest of the Guardians in an attempt to catch up.
"Well, the tree's going, so why shouldn't we?" Tony asked, strolling along behind the Guardians.
"Ugh, fine. We'll go. Just keep your guard up." Steve sighed.
With that said, the remaining Avengers followed after Tony into the final room.
~o0o~
HELLO READERS! I know you have been with this story for 9 chapters already, but this story is coming to a close. There's one room left, and I plan to finish it either this week or next. There may or may not be a sequel to this, I haven't decided yet. But anywho, y'all get to know who the Game Master is soon! Count on it!