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“Do you realize what you’ve done?! You’ve basically destroyed my only method of transportation and now I’m going to be beyond late for work, assuming I ever actually get there.”
To most your daring outburst at the enlarged green man was suicidal, but with a gift like yours you often found yourself fearless and in turn utterly reckless. The Hulk looks between you and the ruined train track before his eyes settle on you.
“Hulk do bad?”
“Oh, beyond bad! This is the absolute worst!”
You’re ready to continue your barrage of slander, but the pitiful look on his face makes you fall silent. You sigh guilty, running a hand through your windblown hair.
“I’m sorry that was uncalled for. I just lost my temper, but it doesn’t make it any more justifiable.”
“Hulk will fix.”
With that the Hulk moves forward, picking up the detached ends of the tracks and twists the metal together. You eye the sight with awe before bursting into laughter.
“Hulk do good now?”
You nod swiftly and repeatedly, “Yes. Now Hulk only has one more thing to do.”
Hulk understands you completely and he puts the final touches on his work by placing the rushed train back onto the ruined track. You laugh harder at the sight. He was just like a child playing with his favorite toy.
The Hulk moves with a silly grin, taking you gently into his hand, palm up and open. You startle at the gesture and the sudden distance between you and the ground.
“Hulk like lady!”
You sigh with a soft smile, looking up to the massive green man who held you carefully in his large palm. You carefully move forward, drawing a hand up to place it upon his cheek.
“So you wanna tell me why you decided to knock the train over and make the NY metro more trouble than it already is?
“Hulk just want play…”
“Perhaps next time you should ask first. And if they say no that’s okay.”
“But they say no and then Hulk sad.”
“It’s okay to feel sad. That’s normal.”
You smirk playfully, “How about we all play now.”
“All?” Clint inquires.
“Yeah, why not. It’s not as though we've got four entire boulevards to ourselves. What do you want to play?”
“Hulk want to play hide-and-seek!”
“Hide-and-seek, huh? That’s surprisingly normal…”
“What did you think he’d say?”
“I don’t know. Roller skate with cars.”
To most your daring outburst at the enlarged green man was suicidal, but with a gift like yours you often found yourself fearless and in turn utterly reckless. The Hulk looks between you and the ruined train track before his eyes settle on you.
“Hulk do bad?”
“Oh, beyond bad! This is the absolute worst!”
You’re ready to continue your barrage of slander, but the pitiful look on his face makes you fall silent. You sigh guilty, running a hand through your windblown hair.
“I’m sorry that was uncalled for. I just lost my temper, but it doesn’t make it any more justifiable.”
“Hulk will fix.”
With that the Hulk moves forward, picking up the detached ends of the tracks and twists the metal together. You eye the sight with awe before bursting into laughter.
“Hulk do good now?”
You nod swiftly and repeatedly, “Yes. Now Hulk only has one more thing to do.”
Hulk understands you completely and he puts the final touches on his work by placing the rushed train back onto the ruined track. You laugh harder at the sight. He was just like a child playing with his favorite toy.
The Hulk moves with a silly grin, taking you gently into his hand, palm up and open. You startle at the gesture and the sudden distance between you and the ground.
“Hulk like lady!”
You sigh with a soft smile, looking up to the massive green man who held you carefully in his large palm. You carefully move forward, drawing a hand up to place it upon his cheek.
“So you wanna tell me why you decided to knock the train over and make the NY metro more trouble than it already is?
“Hulk just want play…”
“Perhaps next time you should ask first. And if they say no that’s okay.”
“But they say no and then Hulk sad.”
“It’s okay to feel sad. That’s normal.”
You smirk playfully, “How about we all play now.”
“All?” Clint inquires.
“Yeah, why not. It’s not as though we've got four entire boulevards to ourselves. What do you want to play?”
“Hulk want to play hide-and-seek!”
“Hide-and-seek, huh? That’s surprisingly normal…”
“What did you think he’d say?”
“I don’t know. Roller skate with cars.”
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Um...so I was sorting through some old files on my computer and came across this. I suppose at one time I had a plan for it, but I honestly doubt I'll do anything with it all. It's absurdly short and plotless, but I'd figured I'd let you all know it existed. So enjoy...I guess.
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I think you're awesome (because of the giant green people rollerskating with cars). I know they don't actually do it, but, one can dream.