Hello there! I am back! ehehe, so my brain had been exploded by homework and I was feeling really silly, and I was rambling to my sister, and I was peeling and orange and it squirted juice into my eye! And it hurt, like, so much! So I just had to write this! I hope you like it! XD
It was a lazy day in the Avengers Tower, with Clint and Steve trying to show Thor how to peel an orange. Unfortunately for their efforts, Thor kept brutally destroying the fruits no matter how hard he tried.
"Why won't the skin of this exotic fruit come free?!" The Thunder god cried, smashing yet another orange.
"Stop, Thor, you're using to much strength," Steve explained. Thor's face contorted with concentration as he tried (for the umpteenth time) to peel the orange. This time it didn't fall apart, but the moment he dug his nail under the skin, it squirted orange juice into his eye.
"HELP! MY EYE! OH HOW IT BURNS! THE LITTLE ORANGE BALL IS ATTACKING ME!" Thor boomed in agony, and Clint could have sworn that the building shook as if it threatened to collapse.
"Yeah, that happens sometimes," The archer said in an attempt to pacify the god. But Thor was on a roll.
"KILL IT! IT MUST DIE! I WILL DEMOLISH IT AND SPILL IT'S BLOOD ON THE BATTLEFIELD! AND ALL OTHER ORANGE BALLS OF HORROR WILL TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH!" Clint wasn't imagining things anymore.
"AND THEN WE SHALL FEAST IN CELABRATION OF MY GREAT VICTORY, FOR I WILL HAVE RIDDED THE WORLD OF THOSE MONSTERS!"
There was a crash outside, and Steve and Clint rushed to the nearest window. The A that had not yet been fixed since the attack had been dislodged by Thor's yelling and now lay in sparking pieces on the street. The two exchanged a glance before yelling "IT'S ALL THOR'S FAULT!" and fleeing the scene.
The god watched as they ran away, and not five seconds later a furious Fury burst in the door.
The next morning, after receiving a lecture and strict orders not to yell at all Thor went to the cabinet that held his precious pop tarts. The door didn't open.
"O voice with no body that looks after this dwelling, why can I not eat my wonderful pop tarts?" Thor asked.
"I have been forbidden by mister Fury to allow you access to the cabinet. Perhaps you would like to try something else?" the AI said.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO O! I AM DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED!" Thor screamed.
All the widows within twenty feet shattered.
And finished! ...Or is it? I had fun writing this, maybe I'll have more:) Please tell me what you think, I'd love to hear from you!
Please review! If you don't, Thor will squirt orange juice in your eye! *gasp of horror* (and it hurts too!)