A/N: Works for either of my crossover 'verses. For once, not depressing.
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Thor had asked where his hammer was. He'd stopped just summoning it after an incident about a month ago had led to Tony having to hire people to fix three walls, one of which was part of Natasha's room.
They'd all hid for a week.
So Thor had asked where his hammer was. Merlin, being the helpful person that he was, had turned to where it was in the coffee table behind him and handed it to him.
Now they were all staring at him. Merlin replayed the last few moments in his mind. What had he - oh.
"Oops?"
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Merlin Headcanons
Fanfiction. . . As well as theories, drabbles, and rants on ships.
