Avenger Imagines

Cleaning Mistakes - Thor Odinson x Reader

{ Featuring Mjolnir }

(EXCUSE THE FACT THAT I USE THE KNIFE THROWING MASTER POWER TOO MUCH. WHOOPS.)

You are part of Earth's mightiest heroes, and have the ability to throw knives like nobodies business. You were with Clint when they started to recruit the Avengers and basically became one.

But if there was one thing you hated, was a mess.

And that's exactly what could be found in the Avengers Lounge, your favorite hang out spot.

So you cleaned.

"Join the avengers, they said. It'll be fun, they said." You mutter, throwing all the wrappers into the trash. After an half an hour, you find yourself pleased with the room, and go to take a seat in your favorite spot.

Smush.

You close your eyes and stand up, sighing aggravatingly. Opening your eyes to find peanut butter, fluff and jelly sandwich slathered under the pillow. Screaming in agony, you dart to find some cleaning supplies, and when you return an all too familiar hammer placed next to the mess.

"Thor!" You shout, he quietly shuffles in and looks at you.

"Yes?"

"Take your hammer." You pick it up and shove it into his chest. "And I swear if you hide another meal or snack or whatever under my favorite pillow, I will slaughter you." Thor was unable to move. "Slaughter!" Thor blinked back to life and fell into the seat, you extreme scrubbed your spot, put everything away and sat down. Cracking open your book, you begun to read.

"Did you just.." Thor whispered, you flipped a page.

"Did I what?" You snapped, continuing to read.

"Lady Y\N, you just lifted Mjolnir." He said, you slowly look up from the page.

"I did?"

"You did."

"Does that mean I'm a goddess?" You squeaked.

"I believe so..." Thor started, but you where already up and running out the room.

Tapping on the vents, you screamed. "I told your ass I was a goddess! Clint! You owe me like a thousand bucks!"