Caly: NO STRANGER IT WOULD BE

Kori: IF WE MET

Sam: AT MID-NIGHT IN THE HANGING TREE

Pepper: WAIT WAIT I KNOW THIS ONE!!!!!

Caly: Go for it girl!

Pepper: ARE YOU, ARE YOU, COMING TO THE - 

Peter: Why are you shouting?

Caly: -_-

Kori: -_-

Sam: -_-

Pepper:-_-

Peter: Okay okay please continue I'm sorry

Caly: Nah, it's dead now.

Anya: Aww. Peter you cur *smacks Peter's shoulder*

Kori: Well now what

Wade: *appears out of nowhere* STORYMODE TIME

Everyone: wut-

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It was quiet in the tower. Perhaps too quiet, but that shouldn't be a reason to worry should it?

WRONG.

The majority of the residential floors of the tower had been abandoned, and Anya could almost see the tumbleweeds and crumpled newspapers floating around. Instead, the newspapers were uncrinkled and neatly sitting on the kitchen counter while the tumbleweeds were busy blowing around in some obscure desert somewhere.

Anya scratched her nose absently as she considered her options. She could look for the rest of the group, or.....

"Aw yisss baby," she cheered and ran for the kitchen. "Those poptarts are mine."

She skidded into the kitchen and froze. Standing by a counter, half-eaten poptart in hand, was...

"Loki?"

The god regarded her coolly. Anya slowly stepped backwards.

"Sorry, didn't realize you were here. I, uh, was just going-"

Loki held out the box of poptarts towards her.

"Want one?"

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Samantha dodged a punch. She jumped and spun mid air, bringing her foot around to make contact with the Captain's jaw. She landed lightly and sprang upright again, only to have her right shoulder be violently introduced to Steve's fist. She hit the ground again, not as gracefully as before, and rolled left into a cat-like position. Sam launched herself once more at Cap. She grabbed his right arm around the bicep and flipped her small body onto his back, forcing him down. As her feet touched the ground next to his left shoulder, she grabbed his right wrist and twisted his arm behind his back, pinning him. Until her feet were swept out from under her. She silently cursed. She had forgotten about the other arm! She managed to roll away from Steve before he could grab her properly. Her mind raced as she tried to think of another tactic. A buzzer went off and she sighed in relief. Steve walked over to her with a grin on his face.

"Well done Sam," he said, clapping her on the shoulder. She managed a smile as her panting subsided.

"I dunno about you Cap, but I think I'm gonna take a nap now."
Without further discussion, she shifted into a house cat, curled up on the floor and fell asleep.

"Is that a reference?"

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