SUPERWHOLOCKIN and The Hunger Games!! :O Too many epic fandoms! My mind is BLOWN!
Somebody take the keyboard away from me.
These are just fragments of a fic where Thor is somehow mans the self-checkouts and John Watson is a customer. I would like to blame thank Kate for the encouragement.
Summary: Thor doesn’t know how he got here, wearing a mortal’s green smock with the white letters ASK ME HOW TO HELP YOU! emblazoned on the back. He was just here to acquire more breakfast cereals and something called Coca-Cola, something Clint told him had magical powers that would enable him to overcome fatigue.








