WHEN TONY STARK DIED, THE AVENGERS DIED WITH HIM.
The world's mightiest heroes are now gone, but their enemies aren't. If anything, they've multiplied, stronger and smarter. It's...
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"VIKING VIKING VIKING..." ROBIN MUTTERED DARKLY. "Maybe they're from another universe," She made up. "Like... Um... Oh yeah, like a Game of Thronesverse! The land of Ice and Fire! What do you think Giselle? Max?"
Giselle shook her head violently, and Max stared at Robin as if she were insane. "Please don't talk about Game Of Thrones," Max said nervously. "Hazel gave me a speech about Arya and Daen- Daenr- Dany."
Robin looked at Giselle hopefully and shook her head again. "Oh yeah... you don't talk about it cause of Emila Clarke?"
"Same way you don't like being called Robin Hood," Giselle said flatly, flipping through the files Earl had given them. If Earl hadn't given them biscuits to appease them, Robin would have thrown the files out the window. But Max oddly enough needed no persuasion. And Robin was being there was another reason why Max followed Earl around like a puppy.
"I guess we're back to the blackboard-" Robin started, but a horrible sound interrupted her.
It was squeaky, it was high, it was fake, it was a very loud 'BOO!' shouted in the squeakiest voice ever, followed by demonic cackles as the three jumped, Robin almost toppling off her chair again, Giselle throwing a paperweight at it, and Max's hand went on fire.
"You guys are so aggressive!" The voice snickered. "Ooh! Shiny! It's an infinity stone paperweight, now, I remember that time when Fitz-"
"Keefe?" Giselle asked the next paperweight from her hand drooping down.
"Keefe," Max said with a sigh.
"Keefe!" Keefe agreed jubilantly. "Where are the flowers? I and Brookes have been kicking Madripoors ass! I deserve flowers-"
"Shut up punk," Peter's voice came. The speedster proved his maturity by sticking out his tongue at Keefe in greeting and then snickering at the fallen-over Robin. "Sup Smartass? Robin Hood." He greeted. Max smiled blandly.
"The squirt is annoying us again."
The young mutant gasped, an overly insulted look on his face. "You bugaboo! You know what? I can buy myself flowerssss! I can hold my own hand-"
After that, the conversation became a rush to shut up Keefe, except for Gi<selle, who happily played along on the flute to 'Flowers.' Making a very angry Hill turn up. Her eyes fixed on the singing Keefe with disdain. "What's going on here?"
"They're... They're singing Flowers." Robin told her mournfully, Hill rolled her eyes. "And also decided to say hi," Robin added with a smile. "After three painful days of zero contact IN WHICH SOME OF US THOUGH DIED!" She finished, glaring at Peter, who suddenly looked scared. Robin punched him, which probably didn't hurt that much, but Peter made a show of it anyhow, groaning like the bullets had hit him again, perforating half of his chest-
Robin's phone rang, vibrating madly. "My bad-" She pulled it out, took a peek, declined the call, and stuffed it back. "Mom and Dad are worried about my mental health," She said casually. "Mom wanted me to get therapy after the Capuchin incident."
