PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD.
[based on the Marvel Cinematic Universe]
This is the story of Forsaken, a skilled and trained assassin who works for Hydra until she is rescued by Shield. She tries to find her old memori...
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All I want is nothing more
To hear you knocking at my door
'Cause if I could see your face once more
I could die as a happy man I'm sure
As Alice boarded her flight to Reykjavik, she felt a mixture of excitement and curiosity about her next destination. Iceland was known for its breathtaking landscapes, and Alice hoped that the serene beauty of the place would provide her with further clarity and inspiration on her journey.
After a smooth flight, Alice arrived in Reykjavik and checked into a charming guesthouse in the city centre. The cozy atmosphere and friendly staff immediately made her feel at home. Eager to explore, she set out to see what the city had to offer.
One afternoon, as she wandered through the streets of Reykjavik, she stumbled upon a quirky sign that caught her attention, The Icelandic Phallological Museum. Intrigued and amused, Alice decided to check it out.
The museum was unlike anything she had ever seen before. Filled with specimens and exhibits showcasing the phallic anatomy of various animals, it was both bizarre and fascinating. As she wandered through the exhibits, Alice couldn't help but laugh at the oddity of it all. It was the perfect opportunity to share a light-hearted moment with an old friend.
She pulled out her phone and opened FaceTime, calling Natasha. After a few rings, Natasha's face appeared on the screen, her eyes lighting up with surprise and delight.
"Alice! Long time no see! Where are you?" Natasha asked, her tone cheerful.
Alice grinned, turning the camera around to show the museum. "Nat, you won't believe where I am right now."
Natasha's eyes widened as she took in the scene. "Is that... what I think it is?"
Alice laughed. "Yep, welcome to The Icelandic Phallological Museum. Thought you could use a good laugh."
Natasha chuckled, shaking her head. "Only you, Alice. Only you."
They spent the next few minutes exploring the museum together, with Alice showing Natasha the various exhibits and Natasha making witty comments that had Alice in stitches. It was a much-needed moment of levity amidst the more serious undertones of her journey.
"So, how's everything going with you?" Natasha asked, her tone shifting to a more concerned note.
Alice sighed, feeling the weight of her journey once more. "It's been... a lot. But I'm getting there. I think I'm starting to figure things out."
Natasha nodded, her expression supportive. "You've always been strong, Alice. I have no doubt you'll find your way."
Alice smiled, feeling a surge of gratitude, for her friend's unwavering support. "Thanks, Nat. That means a lot."
