The Avengers were losing. And bad. Like they were getting their asses HANDED to them on a golden platter by Thanos and his army.
"Fucks sake why are they so strong!?" Tony shouts pissed off.
"Language!" Natasha yells out jokingly, shooting a few monster's heads off.
"God the joke is old let it die, Natasha!" Steve yells, punching a monster at tony who blew it up
"Hey, guys!" Rocket yells out.
"Yeah!" They all yell at once.
"Who's that girl drawing over there!? Is she on our side?" Rocket asks, shooting a bunch of monsters with Groot.
"Girl-?" Many of them turn their heads and see MJ sitting on top of a large broke down spaceship, drawing them.
"Who is she?"
"MJ WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!" Peter yells, shooting some monsters that tried attacking MJ.
"I like drawing people in crisis, see." She says, showing her sketchbook. She flipped through the pages. Almost the entire page was of them getting their asses handed to them.
Peter laughs.
"Damn well get ready to draw it the other way around cause I'm getting pissed," Peter says, shooting more monsters.
"Already on it loser, now how about you win alright?" MJ says, looking up and seeing him shoot another monster down.
"Yes, Captain!"
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Posted on: 1/1/2021
Word Count: 204
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