Revenge of the Flora, Part 13


“Hey, Kittycat!  Hey, ladies!  Everything all right over here?”

“We are all well, Man of Iron.  My claws have kept all foes at bay.”

“How ’bout you, Sigyn?  Still all right?  Still hanging around with Reindeer Games?”

“Um… Hi, Tony.”

“Stark, shouldn’t you be, oh, I don’t know–shooting something?”


“Muffy-muffin, you wound me!  Just for that, I’ll go kill something in your honor.  Will that make you happy?”



Eat magic and wither, you smirking petaled pestilence.”



“Hey, Cap!


“Didn’t we kill this Pink Bonnet Thing like ten times already?”

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“I thought so!  Some of these plants are pretty hard to take out!”

“I’ll give it a double blast, then and make it an even dozen.”





“Note to self:  Apparently vibranium does not ricochet off of broccoli.”

(to be continued…)


Loki is DONE Helping Around the House

The whole reason I’ve been involved with menial occupations at all is, of course, because the human female hid my trusty spear Gungnir and refused to give it back until I finished my “to-do” list.  I have been searching for days, and until just now, I had not the slightest inkling of its location.

I think I have spotted it…


Yes, there it is!


Oh, you think  you’re sooo clever don’t you?   Well, once I get this jar open, a good handful of those toothpicks are going to get hidden in your next batch of mashed potatoes.


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