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Storybrooke is far more amusing than I had thought possible.

To all our teenaged residents, consider this an official reminder that high school classes pick up for the year on the second. Also a reminder that superpowers, fangs, claws, robots, guns, and pets aren't allowed in the halls. Also gum.

[Locked to Nick Fury & Melinda May]
I blame you both for the hangover I had for what felt like a year, just so you know. But for the record, Clint found another home for the baby and we'll revisit the topic later.

Nick, if somehow this town manages to swap Clint into a female and knock her up, I am blaming you, and I will murder you, somehow. Nothing personal.
[/Nick & Melinda]

[Locked to Spysassin Home]
Why did I not rebel against the idea of running a high school full of superpowered teenagers and just go live in the woods?

So I've been poking around this thing for a couple of days.

I can't say I understand how I got here and I can't get over the feeling that I have to make a mission report.

Uh. Hi? I'm Steve Rogers. Is there a manual?

I would very much like to go home now, please. I miss my family. I am of no use here. I should be helping them remove Ultron's presence from the Earth.

As far as portal trips and orientations go, I can't complain. Storybrooke seems like its used to handling a little oddness. To those I don't know yet, I'm Steve Rogers. Regardless of the circumstances, I'm looking forward to making your acquaintance.

Avengers, I was told some of you were here. Check in?

Clint, Jessica, Francis I believe I may have broken the toaster. Please forgive me.



And possibly the microwave.

Well...

This is rather unexpected. Now to find whomever was childishly toying with the spell. I don't suppose anyone could just tell me...

You know, I've fought gods and the Phoenix force and Doombots and aliens. I've even died before.

But I've never faced anything as horrifying as a teenage boy's bedroom.

Seriously, Francis. Do the piles of dirty clothes and junk in your room have defensive purposes? Are they there to attack people who invade your room?

Clean it up or...I don't know. You're grounded. Or something.

What is this device?! Come back here mortal and tell me who dares kidnap the daughter of Thor!!?