Newbie Pov.

    I hate this day. Father's Day is the worst day of the year for me, since my father is... I'm just going to call my stepdad. He's always the best dad, and he treats me like his own! I've already got a few upgrades to his hammer sent to him. I dial in the number, double check it, and call.

    "Hey dad! Happy Father's Day!"

    "Jessica, sweetheart! Thank you!"

    "No problem! My magical paperweight had a few extra parts, so I gave them to you. No trouble."

    "Still, thank you! I have a question."

    "Ask away!"

     "The kids I sent over, are they doing okay?"

     "I guessed it was you! Yes, they are. I don't know their mission, so I can't say how they're doing on that."

    "Their mission is... classified. Are you getting along with them?"

      "You didn't! The last time you tried to recruit me, my hamster rained death upon you! Don't try it again!"

       "Calm down Jessie-"

        "Don't call me that, please. You know who calls me that!"

          "Sorry, old habits. Anyways, their mission isn't to recruit you. They have to meet you, and get along with you."

          "Fine. I get along with most of them, Stark's brat hurt my suits! The iron man ones, of course."

           "I'm guessing you didn't do a drink off, or battle to the death. How'd you get him back?"

           "Hacking his suits! Stark showed up, and made the whole thing filled with drama! I need to go, I'm pretty sure HE'S showing up any second."

           "Bye Jessica, love you!"

           "Love you too!"

  I hang up, and sure enough. Loki was standing patiently for me to end my call.