Avengers Pranks #2 --Thor's Revenge...Backfires!

Thor chuckled wickedly to himself as he bounced the lemon cream pie up and down in his muscular hand. He had bought the pie so he could get back at that arrogant billionaire for his prank of creaming his face, dousing water on him, and writing on his forehead the other day when he was passed out from his night of drinking. Now, for the God of Thunder, ever since he learned his lesson on Midguard when he had been banished, he became a man of peace and humility, not wanting to fight anyone unless it was absolutely necessary, such as the attack on New York. But when it comes to wars of pranks and practical jokes, it was a whole other ballgame; he was ruthless when it came to getting revenge, especially having to deal with Loki’s tricks all his life.

He waited with eager anticipation as he peeked around the corner, watching as Tony came strutting down the hallway like the smug pipsqueak that he was. Well, Thor was about to wipe that insufferable grin off that face. As soon as he got close enough, Thor jumped out from behind the wall.

“HAVE AT THEE, STARK!!” he cried, throwing the pie with all his might.

Tony, his eyes widening in alarm, quickly ducked to the floor just in time…only for the pie to fly directly into poor Bruce Banner’s unsuspecting face with a loud SPLAT.

Thor froze as his eyes widened with shock. The pie tin slid off of Bruce’s dripping face, who glared at him as he stood there with his science book tucked under his arm. Thor could have sworn he saw his eyes beginning to flash a little brighter green. “Now, now, Banner, please don’t get angry…” Thor cautioned, his hands held up in innocence. “I was aiming for Stark, I swear! I never would have done it to you.”

Bruce stared at him for a moment before smiling calmly. “It’s going to take a lot more than that to get me that mad, Thor. You know, for all of your great swings with the hammer, I thought you would have had better aim than that," he said sarcastically. "Now if you will excuse me, I have lemon and cream to go wipe off.” And with that, he calmly headed to the bathroom, dripping cream on the way.

Thor sighed in relief and glared at Tony, who was clutching his stomach as tears of laughter ran down his face. “I WILL get you back for this, Stark, you mark my words.” He stormed off, his head working full throttle with new plans to get back at him.

Straightening up, Tony wiped away his tears, grinning widely. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll believe that when I see it. Hey, Jarvis! You got that on camera, right?”

“Of course, sir,” Jarvis replied, an amused tone in his robotic voice.

“Good, I want all recordings of everyone getting back at each other,” Tony chuckled, heading to the kitchen and pouring himself a glass of scotch. “This will be one for the archives of videos that I can get a kick out of later.

“Are we heading into a War of Practical Jokes, sir?” Jarvis asked, almost chuckling.

“Indeed we are, Jarvis,” Tony nodded, a wicked smile on his face as he sipped his drink. “And something tells me it’s going to be good.”

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Meanwhile, Bruce was washing off his face of the cream and lemon from his face, chuckling to himself. He may be withdrawn and kind of shy, but little did they know that this quiet scientist had his mischievous side to him as well, which would be something no one would suspect, working well to his advantage…and he was highly looking forward to getting back at Thor once he had a plan…