Multi Fandom Crossover Oneshots

Doctor, Sorcerer, Detective- Wait, Detective?! (Part Two)

Firstly, I would like to thank @MusicLover06 for being the first to comment on my story, so this ones for you!

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Natasha's POV

Ok, that was possibly the weirdest conversation I have ever heard. And I live with two super soldiers from World War II, a genius, billionaire, ex-playboy, philanthropist, who sometimes dresses up in a metal suit that shoots lasers out of the glove of it, two Norse Gods, two bird themed heroes, a girl who can literally read your mind and reveal your worst fears, a living flash, a hyper teenage spider, and everyone else who I'm forgetting right now.

As I analyze Percy, I am taken aback. I can't read a single thing about her. Well, not true. I can tell she's casual, a troublemaker, but also insanely smart. She was wearing a bright orange T-shirt, to word camp was above something in another language, and there was a black Pegasus on it. She wore blue jeans and a bead necklace. And aside from that, nothing. At first glance, you felt like you could read her like an open book. A nice childhood, a troublemaker, probably not the best in school, stuff like that, but then you look harder, and that's all you can see. There's nothing more. But there's always more.

As the pair finally notice us and Percy greets us, her eyes wander the group until they get to Peter. Her eyes brighten.

"Hey Spidey!" She says. We are all taken aback, but I hide my surprise well. She rolls her eyes when Peter starts stuttering and denying it.

"Dude, you suck at hiding it. I'm surprised no-one has discovered it yet. " She says with a smirk. Peter blushes. 

"I'm not that bad." He mumbles. Percy sighs and shakes her head. Suddenly, her eyes brighten. 

"Hey, can any of you convince the asshole over here that Watson like him?" She asks, but her words are met with confused stares. Her eyes widen and she turns to Strange.

"You haven't told them!?" She hisses. He shakes his head and looks down. Percy face palms. "I apologize for my friend over here. Apparently, he can't think straight without his coat because I'm sure that that information is of some importance, no?" She glares at Strange. Stark looks on with a confused look in his eye.

"One, he's our friend to. And two, he's wearing his coat." Strange lets out an annoyed huff and rolls his eyes. 

"It's a cloak, Stark. A cloak, not a coat!" He extends his hand and sparks fly. He opens a portal right next to a coat rack and grabs one. I hear I startled cry from the other side of the portal before he brings his arm out of it and closes it up. He shoves his hand forward. "This is a coat," his cloak fly's off his back. "And that," He nods his head towards were the cloak is now wrestling with Thor. "Is a cloak." He shakes his head. "Get it right next time."