Scott Lang: Oh, God!

Rhodes: What's up, regular sized man?

As Rhodey walks away, Bruce walks out of the Compound. Seeing that Scott dropped his lunch, he hands two tacos from his own lunch to Scott. Scott takes it while giving Bruce a puzzling look at this act of kindness. Cut to Bruce, y/n and Rocket sitting at the back of a Utility car as they traverse the green countryside of Norway. They pass a sign labelled "WELCOME TO NEW ASGARD, PLEASE DRIVE SLOWLY.". They stop at a small town on a port. y/n, Bruce and Rocket get out of the car, and look around at the remaining Asgardians, living like normal humans at a port.

Rocket: Kind of a step down from a golden palace and magic hammers and whatnot.

Bruce Banner: Hey, have a little compassion, pal. First they've lost Asgard, then half the people. They're probably just happy to have a home. 

y/n spots Valkyrie looking over at him, and heads over to her.

Valkyrie: You shouldn't have come!

y/n: Val!

The two give each other a friendly hug.

Bruce Banner: Ah, Valkyrie! Great to see you, Angry Girl.

Valkyrie: I think I liked you better either of the other ways.

Bruce Banner: This is Rocket.

Rocket: How you doin'?

Valkyrie: He won't see you.

Bruce Banner: That bad, huh?

Valkyrie: We only see him once a month, when he comes for... supplies.

y/n: It's that bad.

Valkyrie: Yeah.

Cut to Rocket opening a door, and him, y/n and Bruce walking through it.

Rocket: What the... woo! Something died in here.

Bruce Banner: Hello?

y/n: Thor?

Thor: Are you here about the cable?

He walks into view. Thor, who is shirtless, has definitely put on more than a couple of pounds since they saw him last.

Thor: The Cinemax ran out about two weeks ago, and the sports were all kind of fuzzy. 

He grabs a beer.

Bruce Banner: Thor?

He notices y/n, Bruce and Rocket standing there. He cracks into joy.

Thor: BOYS! Oh my God! Its so to see you! Come here, you little rascal! 

Rocket: No, I'm good. I'm good. That's not necessary.

Thor: Hulk, y/n, you know my friends, Miek, Korg, right?

We see Miek and Korg sitting on a couch, PlayStation controller in hand, playing Fortnite and eating chips.

Korg: Hey boys!

y/n: Hey fellas!

Bruce Banner: Long time no see.

Korg: Beer's on the bucket. Feel free to log on to the Wi-Fi. No password, obviously. 

He goes back to his game.

Korg: Thor, he's back. The kid on the TV that called me a dickhead again.

Thor: NoobMaster.

Korg: Yeah, NoobMaster69.

Thor walks over to Korg, takes his headphones, and speaks into the mic.

Thor: NoobMaster. Hey, it's Thor again. You know, the God of Thunder? Listen, buddy. If you don't log off this game immediately, I'm gonna fly over to your house, come down to that basement you're hiding in, rip off your arms and SHOVE THEM UP YOUR BUTT! Oh, that's right, go cry to your father, you little weasel!

Korg: Thank you, Thor.

Thor: Let me know if he bothers you again, okay?

Korg: Thank you very much. I will.

Thor: So you guys want a drink? What are you drinking? We have beer, tequila, all sorts of things.

Thor uses Stormbreaker to open a bottle of beer and starts drinking. Bruce walks to him and places a hand on his shoulder.

y/n: Dude... you need to book into some of my therapy sessions.

Thor: Oh yes I forgot, you're a pussy now aren't you?

y/n: The proffered term is retired.

Bruce Banner: Buddy, you all right?

Thor: ​​​​​​Yes, I'm fine! Why, don't I look all right?

Rocket: You look like melted ice cream.

Thor: So, what's up?

Bruce Banner: We need your help. There might be a chance we could fix everything.

Thor: What, like the cable? Cause that's been driving me bananas for weeks.

Bruce Banner: Like Thanos.

Thor's smile slowly disappears. He puts a shaky hand on Bruce's shoulder and points at him.

Thor: Don't say that name.

Korg stands up and takes off his headphones.

Korg: Um, yeah. We don't actually say that name in here.

Bruce Banner: Please take your hand off me. 

He brushes away Thor's hand.

Bruce Banner: Now, I know that... guy might scare you.

Thor: Why would I be? Why would, why would I be scared of that guy? I'm the one who killed that guy, remember? Anyone else here killed that guy? Nope. Didn't think so. Korg, why don't you, tell everybody who chopped Thanos' big head off.

Thor walks off screen.

Korg: Umm... Stormbreaker?

Thor: Now, who's swingin' Stormbreaker?

Bruce Banner: I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay? I've been there myself. You wanna know who helped me out of it?

Thor: I don't know. Is it... Natasha?

y/n: Hey!

Thor chuckles.

Bruce Banner: It was you. You helped me.

Thor walks over and looks out the window and points, still holding his beer.

Thor: Why don't you ask the, Asgardians down there, how much my help was worth. 

He drops onto the sofa.

Thor: The ones that are left, anyway.

Bruce Banner: I think we can bring them back.

Thor: Stop. stop, okay? I know you think I'm down here wallowing in my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and and saved. But I'm fine, okay? We're fine, aren't we?

The camera cuts to Korg and Miek eating pizza and playing once more.

Korg: Nah, all good here, mate.

Thor: So, whatever it is that you're offering, we're not into it, don't care, couldn't care less. Goodbye.

y/n: We need you, pal.

Thor shakes his head and ignores him.

Rocket: There's beer on the ship.

Thor: What kind?

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