{A/N} I WENT ON A SHOPPING SPREE TODAY! lol (≧∇≦*)
3rd Person POV
"So, Mr Lee, will you be able to clean this all by 6?" Peter asked Stan. Stan simply just nodded and made his way into the living room. There was... a lot, of rubbish across the room. Peter followed Stan and began to speak, "Thank you again, for all of this." Stan smiled and spoke, "Not at all, now hurry along now my boy."
God, I'm making him sound like Dumbledore.
Peter did as he was told, and left the room. He had to go on a mission with the Avengers. Unfortunately, Clint and Sam made a big mess in the living room, so they hired Stan for a day.
Stan sighed and began to clean the room.
(づ◔ ͜ʖ◔)づ After cleaning most of the room
Stan worked his way to the table, which had a hammer on it. But this was no ordinary hammer. It had some kind of carvings on it; every time Stan got near it, he could feel electrical pulses through his veins.
My God, this was nothing other than the Mjolnir. Thor's hammer!
Stan had always wanted to touch it. So he did.
He gripped the hammer.
He tightened his grasp.
He put all his strength into his arm.
And he...
LIFTED IT!
Stan could feel the electric waves going through his body. He was worthy! He waved it around and it caused a lightning shock to hit the TV.
Uh oh. Frightened, he settled the hammer on the table, where he had originally found it, and started his cleaning again. He vowed to never tell a soul, ever.
{A/N} R.I.P Stan (The Man) Lee, you will be missed :'(
'Excelsior!' - Stan Lee
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