Memories: An Avengers Fan Fiction

C.12 ~ You're An Idiot

Chapter 12 ~ You're An Idiot

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Corlie is a thing now, guys. The ship has been cast. What other OTPs and ships can you all make from this series?

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"You're not being punked," I say.

"Then what the heck is going on?" Tim asks, his hands twitching nervously.

"We told you," Cora says leaving the cockpit.

"Whoa!" I yell, "aren't you supposed to be driving this jet?"

"We're suspended in the air, remember?" Cora says, "invisible."

Guess I forgot that we were doing that.

Tim shakes his head, "who are you people? Don't answer that, Charlie, I do know who you... Are...ar...a.... She's green!"

Kim laughs behind me, "shocking, isn't it. You should have seen my parents when I was born."

Tim's eyes widen.

"Kim, your dad is green," Reba points out.

"Yeah but the poor kid doesn't need to know that. I'm just trying to give him a proper S.H.I.E.L.D welcome," Kim says.

"This... Th... Th..," Tim takes a breath, "this isn't S.H.I.E.L.D. The place where I was, that was S.H.I.E.L.D! You're just a couple of kidnappers!"

"How can we be kidnappers if we're kids?" Howie mocks.

"Look, kid," Cora says, "we're the Avengers."

"No you're not. The Avengers are old, they have superpowers, and they certainly don't kidnap people! Not to mention they haven't been saving us for a while. They've been... Hiding from something, keeping to themselves, or whatever. Yeah, we noticed. Thought we wouldn't, but we did," Tim scowls.

"They haven't been hiding out, Timothy," Cora says.

"It's Tim," Tim hisses.

"Yeah he needs a better hero name," Howie says taking a seat, I suppose to watch how this whole thing plays out.

"Tim," Cora corrects herself, "many of the Avengers are sick. Many are dying. A few have died. We, the kidnappers, are the only ones qualified to save them. We are the Avengers, the new Avengers."

"So what? You're a couple of regular, average, kid agents trying to make names for themselves," Tim snorts.

Laughter.

"Regular?" Howie scoffs.

"Average. I like that one," Pete says.

"OMG I'm green, how is that average?" Kim wonders.

"Despite our appearances, Tim, we are far from normal," Cora says.

Howie stands, "allow me to demonstrate." He lifts one of his hands, allowing the tip of his pointer finger to retract, and puts forward a Swiss Army knife from his first finger.

Tim nearly jumps back.

"I am a robot, well half robot I still have human parts and pieces," Howie says.