Re: The Old Favorite

gwynhefar@gmail.com said:
>>> it's because of her that I now ship Coulson/Clint
>>
>> I'm tempted to ship Mjollnir/Cap's shield.
>
> And I would totally read that fic! :)

WHAM! The door flew off its hinges. Standing on the threshold, with its
long wood handle pointing proudly skyward, was Mjollnir. "I have come," said
the indomitable tool said.

The shield, light glinting fetchingly off its luscious curves, said demurely,
"I hope you shall evermore."

"Neither Dalkon nor aught else shall resist my might. My head was made
for banging."

"I also have great strength and can stand up to non-stop banging."

Grasping the shield's supple handles in a tight embrace, Mjollnir said,
"Grab my thong and we'll fly to the heights of ecstasy."

The intertwined pair soared off into the night and were never seen again.

THE END.

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