the breakfast club [ avengers ]

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"...Your small town blues, they're melting away." An office chair went spinning violently after being forcefully propelled by a large size-ten foot against a cold, rickety, metal desk.

"Don't make a brand new start of it, in Old New York." Its wheels screeched as the chair flew from book covered wall to book covered all.

"You always make it there, you make it anywhere." The black man, inhabiting the chair, stretched out his arms almost as if doing an impersonation of Christ the Redeemer and threw his head back as he belted out another line.

"Its up to you, New York, New York." he spun his chair again and brought it to a hasty stop by kicking his heels into the floor. The chair let out a creak of relief and as both the erratic movements and singing ceased.

Fury tilted his head back and pulled a pair of thick rimmed, circular glasses from his pocket and pushed them up to the bridge of his nose. Deep lines of stress created ravines between his eyebrows that would still appear when a rare smile would grace his mouth. He twiddled a pen between his fingers, beginning to feel as bored as the five troublesome students in the library. With the door shut, he felt uneasy. The teens could be setting fire to books, running riot or stabbing each other (which he wouldn't mind them doing as long as it wasn't on his watch). On the other hand, it meant that he could have some peace and quiet before lunch in an hour and pretty much do as he pleased around school without worrying about having to socialise with other faculty members and pupils.

And as he had been spinning around the office, belting out Frank Sinatra, he had been struck with an idea. A boring and useless idea, but an idea nonetheless. All the essays that he had brought in his battered, cream-coloured Ford Cortina to mark had been finished and the majority of them had disappointed him, there were a few that impressed him.

He had his politics class write a manifesto for their own parties that had to outline their views, promises, party history and other miscellaneous information.

Alexi Shostakov had handed in a copy of Karl Marx's Communist Manifesto. Grant had given him a surprising conservative and right-wing piece; a total opposite of his parents' extremely liberal viewa, and Gamora's party was one that offered immigrants safe passage into the US along with suitable temporary accommodation; which Fury guessed that it had been influenced by her own family's migration.

All of his class' work now lay in his black messenger bag at the bottom of the desk, leaning against one of the thin legs. And he had tossed Ms Hill's cheap copy of Tahiti Tales somewhere behind his shoulder. He had been very underwhelmed at the ending; Jemma Simmons ended up leaving Leopold Fitz so that she could marry a rich lord back home.

He hated detention duty, but it meant extra money and was partially required in his contract. And as much has he was disliked and the cause of annoyance for many students, he knew that compared to some of the other detention wardens; he was a heaven-send. He gave the students menial tasks that he didn't really care about and just let them sit in silence; unlike Coach Thanos who was well known for making his students do military-style drills.

Anyway, he knew that in one of the storerooms nearby were the records room of every student and faculty member at the school, and as we have already established, Nicholas J. Fury was extremely nosy.

In all truthfulness, he didn't actually care about the backstories of the many faces at Marvel, but what else was he to do? Also it would be an ample chance to see what was written about him and allow him to perhaps rewrite a few things- only if they were incorrect of course.

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Clint ran his fingers over the spines of the paperback books that lined the shelves of the library's ground floor. Some were clearly worn after years of popular usage such as the blue copy of The Great Gatsby, which he personally didn't mind but he did find a bit long winded; the red All Quiet On The Western Front, which he found breathtaking; and Le Petit Prince.