Steve: GUYS ITS HALLOWEEN!!
Clint: Believe me, I know. I have kids, remember?
Tony: what are you ganna dress up as, cap? A Popsicle?
Steve: FOR THE LAST TIME I-
Thor: I SHALL BECOME THE POPTART!!! SON OF TOASTED STRUDEL!!
Bruce: Did he just...
Natasha: yes....yes he did.
Thor: WHAT SHALL YOU BE CLOTHED AS VISION?!?!
Skip to Vision shifting his body so he looks exactly like Thor, minus the voice.
Clint: GUYS WHOS THE REAL THOR!!!
Steve: I TOLD YOU TO KEEP TRACK!!
Tony: Calm down. Thor, I'm going to throw away the poptarts ok?
LIGHTNING FLASHES
Thor: NONE SHALL REMOVE THE POPTARTS FOR I AM POPTART, SON OF TOASTER STRUDEL!!!!!!
Vision: I think we have an addiction to address.....
Natasha: I TOLD YOU!!!
Clint and Steve stand with wide eyes as the stare at the new burn mark left near a box of poptarts. Bruce walks to the scene, looks around, then slowly turns around and goes back the way he came.
*SLAM*
"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE??"
Clint slowly turns toward Steve, " That's actually a funny story, Fury. why don't you tell him cap...."
"Well....."
YOU ARE READING
Avengers Text
RandomFury: Welcome to the Avengers chat room! Natasha: As if we don't talk enough. Tony: heck no. Steve: LANGUAGE! Vision: Tony, you really should restrain yourself. Tony: THATS NOT EVEN A BAD WORD *facepalm* Steve: IT WAS IN MY DAY!! Thor : ARE THERE...
