Connie placed her phone down and scribbled some words down. A large white plate with fried rice, chicken, and Chinese noodles shimmered into existence. She handed it to Midnight. "There ya go."
DON'T TALK TO ME
Echo fell off the tree branch
The bushes rattled behind Connie. She jumped away, thinking she picked up her notebook. A gypsy ran at her. She tapped her phone instead and picked Azazal's Whisker. She blared the loud screeching cat noises at the man. His temple bled and he ran, covering his battered ears.
(This is what the song is if you want to see what i mean. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HxIvcAs2eKA)
Echo watched from the ground, looking sad and confused.
She shut off the cat screams. "Sorry." She muttered. She grabbed her notebook from the ground and made sure it was intact.
Another couple gypsies come into the clearing, holding a knife. Echo immediately stands up and uses her magic to pull them forward with one hand and push them back into a tree with the other. A hard look fills her eyes as she does this and the grass around her dies including a nearby tree.
Sly cringed. "WHY ARE THE JOSHTON GYPSIES HERE?"
(the what??)
(Joshton is a town in this world)
(oh ok)
Rory pulls out her knife, just in case.
(guys we're like the avengers :D)
(Yeah I'm the hulk except I don't get big and green.)
(doctor strangeeeee)
(I can tell)
(Wait he's……)
(who am I?)
(Iron Man)
(whos left?)
(Miboi and you I think you're Black Widow)
(but sycore isn't here atm lol)
(lol I think she's Hawkeye)
(Iron Man)
(lol thank)
(we're legit the off brand avengers guys)
(lol I LOVE IT!!!)
(SO AWESOME!!!)
Midnight battled the gypsies with her firebreath and martial arts. “Can you draw me a katana?”, she asked Connie.
Sly punched one. "I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M PUNCHING MY OWN CREATIONS THIS IS AMAZING!!!"
Echo laughed as she slammed gypsies into trees. She liked the feeling.
Midnight loves a good fight. She put the gypsies in joint locks and threw them to the ground. It was so much fun!
(I'm here and yes, I'm Hawkeye.)
Connie scribbled down some words, making her phone disappear and her bow and quiver replacing it. She shot at the gypsies, the black arrows flying through the air.