A walk in the park
Summary: The reader ends up in a universe where the Avengers aren’t just movies.
A/N: This is my first Avengers Imagines, hope you enjoy it, tell me what you think.
Word count: 760
(h/c) = hair colour
It had been a long day for you, you had gone to school only to find out that your best friend had found another best friend and, well, she ditched you. You had failed the maths test you took the day before, you had an English test you forgot about. When you finally got home, your parents were arguing, as were your two older siblings. So, you decided you was going to go to the park to clear your head. You snatched the Captain America hoodie off of the back of your chair, slinging it on as you made your way out of your bedroom.
You loved your bedroom, the walls were decorated with Avengers posters or pictures you drew of the Avengers. You were quite the drawer from an early age, as soon as you could pick up a pencil. From then on you drew anywhere and everywhere. Your desks at school and at home, your hands, your arms, your legs if your arms were already drawn on, your school books (inside and out), your walls (you covered them with posters). Everywhere.
You winced as you heard a door slam loudly and then more shouting. You quickly put it to the back of your mind as you then begin to walk to the park, happy to escape the arguments and take in the nature. You had always found the park a beautiful place, filled with adventure and mystery. There was a certain walk you always went on, it helped clear your mind.
You were caught up in your own thoughts when you heard a shout, turning round as you couldn’t quite make out what was being said. A football hit you on the side of your head with such force it rendered you unconscious. The young teen who had called at you to watch out ran up to you to make sure you were ok, as did other, forming a small crowd around you. Much to their confusion as they saw your body slowly begin to turn translucent until it disappeared.
The Avengers were chilling, for once it felt like they could just unwind and not have to worry about saving the world, none of them had any missions that they had to go to. They could just sit and have a movie marathon, which is what they did.
They were settled in the living room, lights dimmed, pop corn ready, the lion king playing. They were sat quietly until Pietro noticed something in the corner began to glow. “Um, something is glowing.” Pietro whispered to Clint.
Not taking his eyes off of the tv, Clint replied, “Yeah, it’s called a tv.” Pietro turned his head to Clint to glare at him. “What, you didn’t see that coming?” Clint laughed turning to face Pietro, only to see something glowing in the corner of the room, like Pietro had said.
“Guys,” He said, pointing at the mysterious blob of light. Natasha immediately turned off the tv and Pietro turned the lights on.The figure stopped glowing, Steve slowly stepped towards it, realising it was a young girl. About the age of sixteen, long (h/c) hair. Steve picked up the girl and placed her on the sofa, after instructing Clint and Tony to get off of the sofa.
You let out a wheeze as you began conscious. urgently lunging forward as you began frantically trying to take in your surroundings. Upon seeing the Avengers, your eyes widened. “I see she’s more of a Captain America fan,” Tony chuckles as he sees your hoodie. You feel your face heat up slightly.
“Where am I?” You asked, confused, starring up at the Avengers. rubbing your temple as you asked. “And what happened?”
“Well, you appeared in the corner of the room and was glowing and then you woke up.” Tony quickly summarised.
“Wow, way to go into detail Tony,” Clint remarked, earning a quite chuckle off of Natasha.
“Wait, hold on, Tony? His name isn’t Tony, it’s Robert!” You exclaim, suddenly it hit you. You could be in the alternate universe where the Avengers exist. “Please tell me this is a joke.”
“Nope.” Tony said. You felt your world go dark.
“Did she just faint?” Pietro asked in disbelief. Tony gave a short nod, looking at the young girl on the sofa.
Wanda tilted her head at the girl, lightly placing her fingers on her head. Wanda removed her fingers from your head as she turned to the others, “She isn’t from here. She lives in a different universe, where our lives are films.”