Shervengers Chapter 5Sherlock had interviewed the staff as a whole while waiting for Sean Waters, but had decided that it wasn't any of them. Pepper and Tony had a press conference scheduled, so they went to attend that. Steve went down to the gym and started punching things, and Natasha took a nap. Clint and Thor went to the shooting range and Loki decided to paint. Sherlock looked over the transcripts of his interviews, looking thorougly stumped. John, in his ajoining bedroom, absently browsed the internet, looking at Peter's Facebook profile, his barely used Twitter, his still-active Tumblr. Pictures of him and his friends littered his Wall, and his dozen or so tweets were from a year ago, and were about mundane fifteen-year-old boy things. The Tumblr blog John didn't quite understand, it seemed to be a dumping ground for random images. Pictures of movies, GIF files of celebrity interviews, pictures of teenagers holding packaged food. Lots of baby animals, too. John gave up his halfhearted search and br
Hiding Out (Chapter 2)"Everyone to the conference room, please." A loud, computerized voice woke Tony Stark from his nap."Shut up," he said automatically. It took him a minute to realize that the voice wasn't JARVIS and a PA system wouldn't take vocal commands."Tony, you gotta get up." Bruce was on his bunk. The five men shared a room with six bunks. Natasha got her own room, a fact that was endlessly brought up by a disgruntled Clint. Bruce came down the ladder to his top bunk awkwardly. Tony sat up and exaggerated the effort with a mighty groan. They made their way to the conference room, where the other four Avengers sat around a large screen, which was showing Fury's face peering into it."Excellent, you're here, Stark. Now, please explain to Rogers and Odinson what a video conference is, because I don't want to.""You talk to other people. And they respond. With the magic of face to face communications. Brought to you by the world wide web," Tony explained monotonously."Thank you, Stark. Now, I bet
An Interview (SherVengers Chapter 4)"Uh...." The household took a collective shrug. John was utterly lost."John! Allow me to explain. Mr. Stark has a flying suit of iron, creatively calling himself Iron Man. Mr. Rogers here is genetically engineered to be insanely muscular. Ms. Romanoff is a crazy-agile super-spy, and Clint is some sort of special archer. Thor...I don't even know what his deal is, but it's not physically possible. Loki's the bad guy, but they've accepted him now. Pepper's the sexy secretary who keeps track of everything. And Bruce... has anger issues.""What..." John sighed."Allow me to explain." Tony spoke gently to the poor bloke. "I was captured by terrorists a while back and devised a sort of armor that allows me to take just about anything that life can throw. Steve's body was genetically modified to endure any sort of fighting, whether against man, machine, or nature. When Bruce, who's a genius but'll never admit it, had an accident in his lab trying to recreate Steve's modifications,
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