Today 03:45 AM
Romanoff: It's gonna be chocolate, just FYI
Today 08:45 AM
Brunnhilde: It better be
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Today 10:02 PM
Brunnhilde: Still finishing up some stuff. Be about 15 or so
Romanoff: Hurry up, loser
Brunnhilde: Say that to my face
Brunnhilde: Sli'tian ambassador to nothing
Romanoff: Royal jerk wad
Romanoff: Wait, when? Masha's losing it because I got some shell in the batter
Today 10:08 PM
Brunnhilde: I literally just texted you when
Brunnhilde: Gonna be like twenty, now. She's speed cataloguing records and I can't get her to stop
Romanoff: We all know you're boning, don't lie
Romanoff: Oh, can you bring chocolate chips
Brunnhilde: ???
Romanoff: Clint apparently ate em all and she's about to have an aneurism
Brunnhilde: Semi-sweet?
Romanoff: no duh
Today 10:20 PM
Romanoff: eta?
Brunnhilde: 5
Brunnhilde: ish
Romanoff: Hoop or Rainbow
Brunnhilde: Bifrost
Romanoff: Don't kill my plants
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It's a Slow Fire of Sorts: Part I
PertualanganIn 1991, on the far edges of the Universe, the future King of New Asgard is minding her own business. She's drinking, fighting... surviving. Everything is tolerable on Sakaar. That is, until a Kree taskforce barrels into her favorite bar in search o...
