EasilyAmused

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Catwoman listened to the crazy man who she had kinda-sorta-met before with Harry when he insisted on seeing Spider-Man in action. Her body shifted as she placed her hands upon her hips looking at the masked ‘villain’ with an annoyed dropped face. But as always, her boyfriend’s quirky comments pulled her out of her annoyed face and turned it onto a smirk.

She didn’t like the idea of the man cutting off her boyfriend but this was something that could easily be fixed, this guy was a joke and all his threats were nothing more than that, threats. A laugh left her when Spider-Man asked her if she could handle him they both started through the doors.

The darkness of the underground area was insane. Her hearing tripled and ever little sound echoed intensely. She could hear two sets of breathing and two sets of footsteps. One was walking, almost stopped and the other was running off in the distance. But it didn’t take long before a humming noise kicked in that, even though it was faint, blocked out all that she used to be hearing. Her hands went over her ears in an attempt to keep the noise from bothering her. Her body shifted off into a different direction, the last time she remembered hearing something that sounded like Spider-Man.

That was until a light flicked on, a single spotlight illuminating a place in the room where she was. Her body tensed slightly, not liking the feeling she was getting but she continued towards it. A figure appeared in the light, a figure she knew very well. Her body hurried towards it, knowing it was Peter’s frame. But when she arrived, the face was of the man she loved but he did not look happy, in fact, he looked mad. He was in the tux she had seen him in when they had their mini-prom. Too lost in her own emotions, poor Catwoman didn’t put two and two together that Peter was running around in his Spider-Man costume to realize that the man she was reaching for wasn’t exactly who she thought it was. Before she could touch the figure in front of her, he smacked her hand away in a rough manner, so rough that she nearly stumbled at the hit against her forearm. Catwoman’s masked covered blue eyes stared at the figure in disbelief; she couldn’t see his face but she’d know his body anywhere. The figure of Peter than turned and walked away without saying a word, “Wait!” She shouted after him stepping into the light only to have a large FLASH happen causing her to shield her eyes with her arms during the explosion of light.

Her arms drop and eyes flickered open to see that the darkness had engulfed her once again. From behind her a dim of red appeared and she quickly turned around. Red… She pounded, as she slowly started towards it. Her finger tips tapped together, calling out the diamond claws for safety. Walking slowly she approached the red to see that it was lit candles leading in a direction. Her body hesitated; she had seen too many horror movies of an idiot girl walking a path like this and it lead to her death. Her body turned and she attempted to make a wide circle around the path but the path turned with her, staying solidly in front of her. Okay… She took a step forward and when she did, something pulled her dramatically; wrapped around her waist and pulled her so hard that her legs and arms failed behind her as she flew through the along the candle lit path.

DROP! Her 50 pound body was dropped with a thump to the ground as whatever it was that grabbed her let her go. Her body shook for a moment, the sensation didn’t seem real but she couldn’t have just flown across the underground area. Her attention turned upward to see that something was in front of her. Strings and strings of white, a white she knew all too well. Jumping to her feet she looked around her, where she got pulled to, the room was filled with Spider-Man’s web from his shooter. She had to slice her way through the webbing which pulled apart rather easily surprisingly enough, it must be fresh. It was hard to get through and on many occasions she felt herself getting some of the web suck onto her.

Soon she reached a centerfold of everything where the web seemed to be coming out of. Something didn’t… didn’t seem right. Spider-Man was nowhere to be seen and with Catwoman’s gaze, she should have been able to find him. Her body walked cautiously towards the cocoon, that was, until she caught a glimpse of a blue and red hand sticking out of it. Fear flowed through her and she took off in a run, closing the gap between her and the cocoon. Clawing at it viciously she broke through the webbing with a surprising amount of ease to have Spider-Man’s lifeless body tumble onto the floor at her feet. “No….” She began softly. “No… no no no no.” Her no’s got louder as she dropped to her knees to the corpse of her beloved Spider-Man. Pulling the man into her lap, she should have noticed that his frame was very light but she was too emotionally involved. Her head fell back and her mouth fell open as she let out a cry/scream of sorrow before letting her head fall and crying dramatically, tears streaming through the opening of her mask around her mouth and falling onto the head and shoulders of her loved one in her lap. Her life, was over at that moment.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Of course she was joking about it being a horror movie but she wanted to find some excuse for the one of them to move into the other. Too bad he didn’t bring over a horror movie, she could use the excuse of ‘I’m scared hold me’ and crawl into his arms. Her gaze turned towards the TV as the movie flicked on. The scent of his cologne was so soft and inviting she found herself unintentionally trying to lean towards him. No, bad Sharon! Be glad you got to hold his hand… it’s not like he’s going to magically want to but his arm around you…

Her brain as cut off by him shifting; her gaze stayed locked directly ahead not wanting to give him any reason to think she might be a weirdo for leaning up against him. This was their first date and she didn’t want to push things too far if he wasn’t comfortable. But he did hold her hand; they did stand close to each other… Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt him move, he might move away. He could move to the chair or couch instead of the loveseat they were on because he wasn’t comfortable. She didn’t even realize that she was holding her breathe as she awaited the arising results. His large arm stretched across the back of the couch and she felt his body inch closer to her.

Her breathing returned, thank god or she could have gotten light-headed and passed out. Reaching down, she pulled her legs up onto the loveseat, using that as an excuse to scoot herself closer to him, soon her body was tucked lightly into the opening his arm was making and she kept her attention on the screen, not wanting to draw too much attention to the fact that she had squeezed herself into the only space that existed between them. Would he care?

Doctor Who Original!

PMed you!

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

When she bent over, she did feel herself getting stared at but she didn’t care, in fact she was kinda happy he was checking her out. That means that he found her attractive and coming from someone as good looking at him, you can’t blame her for feeling flattered. At the fridge, she stretched her arms up into the air, her shirt and jacket rising up to show her toned strong stomach; she worked hard for her body and was rather proud of it though she never really dressed to show it off, though she forgot that her reflection could be seen in the tv until her arms fell to her side and screen jumped to the title page of the DVD.

She was a small bit disappointed that he didn’t stretch out on the couch and tempt her to sit on him, but he did choose the love seat over the basic couch. Walking back around the love seat she plucked up the remote and fell back onto the couch, not minding that they were nearly shoulder to shoulder thanks to his large build but she didn’t care. “If you get to scared I’ll hold you.” She said with a playful twinkle in her eye as she hit play on the DVD player and… well play on the rest of the date, let’s see how this goes.

Doctor Who Original!

~pokebump~

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

You could tell that Sharon felt bad, he obviously was embarrassed that he didn’t know… though she wasn’t sure how he wouldn’t be aware of it considering he looked like he was her age but maybe this is what Fury meant about making sure he could fit in well. She mentally shrugged it off as he gave him another apologetic look and let go of her lower lip. “Well if it makes any difference, if I was in your shoes I’d think the same thing. I’m sorry though.” Now she was embarrassed that she would do that to him, but let’s face it; can you blame her? No, no you can’t because you’d laugh to if you knew how the graphics were and how they are now. “Sounds like a great night to me.” She said with a smile of her own to him.

Walking to him, she pulled the DVD of Episode four from his hand and walked to her TV. Bending over at the waist she slid the DVD into her player and turned on her TV and surround sound before standing upright. Looking over her shoulder at him she gave him a gentle smile. “Take a seat wherever you’d like. But don’t hog the couch or I will sit on you.” There was a playfulness to that statement but an undertone of an inviting action as well. Her body moved around to the kitchen as she opened her fridge. “Do you want anything to drink before we start the movie? Soda? Milk? Water? Beer? I even have some wine from when I was in France last month.” SHIT Should she have said that? Too late, maybe he wouldn’t ask why she was in France. Maybe…

Doctor? Doctor Who?

“Oh come on, come on! Come on you beautiful gorgeous thing you!” A young man shouted at a control panel as he stared off at the massive screen ahead of him. “Just land, I don’t care where, I don’t care when but if you land I promise I’ll give you a break for a while. No instantly travelling we’ll just… camp out for a bit!” He shouted at the machine giving it a pat as he jumped around to another control panel attached to the center conceal, “I promise, no random places for a while. We’ll plan things I swear just be a good girl and land… oh,” He turned his attention upwards. “And please don’t kill me, that would be nice too.” A cheesy grin spread across his face showing his white teeth as he gripped onto the railing behind him.

“Oh that’s a good girl. LOS GEHT!!!!” He shouted as the screen flashed black and the whole compartment rocked back and forth; during the commotion what did the young man do? The young man gripping onto the railing with his arms bent around the wood. His body nearly being thrown around because it was the biggest commotion the thing he was in had ever caused… he was laughing.

CRASH BOOM SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE the room went crazy and the young man just kept laughing before everything settled. The man then dashed back to the conceal and hit a button and turned to the screen behind him. The large screen popped up with a picture of beautiful London England. Symbols scribbled across the bottom of the screen translated into his language telling him exactly where he was. “Ah London England Earth 2014. Your fail-safe return place. Fair enough, I’ll find something to entertain myself.” With that the brown haired young man pulled a pen out of his jacket pocket and clicked the top. The bottom of the pen began to flash. “Oh goodie!” He said with way too much excitement as he took off up the stairs and down a small hallway to a door.

Pulling it open he stepped out into an alleyway and looked behind him. A single door sat at a large building in London. The door looked a bit random but it was there. Just, a single door against a red brick wall. Maybe he shouldn’t have taken the white TARDIS but then again, he can find the door easy, even in the snow he’ll spot the black handle.

Smiling he looked down at his pen, the pen told him everything about anything he wanted to know but the sudden flow of information that came to him was highly important and interesting. “Oooohhhh.” he said quickly as he took off towards the direction where the pen was telling him to go. Dressed in a dress jacket, a button up blue shirt and a pair of slacks, he looked like a running business name with a pen in his hand. His feet slowed down at a building as he looked up, finding that he was in front of a post office. “Really?” He said in disbelief as he looked down at the pen, in time for the door to open and the young woman to step out and lean her back against the window. The pen went crazy sending more information into his brain and his blue eyes shot up looking at the girl.

Instantly and without hesitation he slid in front of her, probably too close for this day and age’s personal boundaries but he just came from a planet where it was rude to communicate without being close to each other. “Hello!” He said in a bright and cheery voice. “I see you have a package, but it’s not yours and it’s not the person who’s it was being mailed to… well it kind of is but it’s not the person who you think it actually is. He’s not really a he. Or is he a he? Hm, I’ll have to ask. Anyway that, is not safe with you so I’ll take it.” He spoke so fast and half the time it seemed like he was speaking to himself but in the confusion he plucked the pages from her hand and gave her a little wave before walking off as if he expected her to understand exactly what had happened. Wait… this is 2014 right? He might have too high of standards for 2014.

Doctor? Doctor Who?

The Doctor

Appearance

Age: Over 1000 years old.
Species: Timelord
Bad Habit: His attention span isn't very long if the person is boring, and he's not afraid to tell them that they are when he starts to space out.

Personality Traits: He's bubbly, upbeat and happy normally. He is strangely flirty in his own unique way, finding just the right times to say just the right things. A bouncing ball of energy but he harbors a lot of anger towards the death of his people. He would willingly kill any Darlek that crosses his path, anyone stupid enough to jump in the way to prevent him from killing the Darlek(s) might easily get killed in the process. Intelligent like all the other Doctors, knows everything about anything and travels in the TARDIS using the sonic screwdriver.

Coined Phrase: Los Geht!!; Off We Go in German.

His TARDIS: Time and Relative Dimension(s) in Space.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

“Well…” Sharon began playfully. “I did almost throw pie crust on the ceiling in surprise but I refrained myself. Took a lot of strength too. Just throwing that out there.” She said with a cheesy shifty-eye look as he helped her get everything ready. While he was off getting the movie, or movies, from his place, she finished the mixture for the apple pie and placed it inside of the crust filled pie pan and began to place the strips of the dough gently across the top of pie… that was until he came back in and asked a question that she couldn’t help but laugh.

As she was attempting to delicately place the strip of crust on top of another her head dropped and her hand movements froze as to not mess up. At first, there was silence; you could hear a feather hit the floor in her apartment before a small giggle began. It grew gradually more and more as it settled in that he was referring to the graphics. Soon the poor blonde was nearly in tears as she was using the counter for balance. “I’m…. I’m…. S…. Ssss…. Sssssooorrrrryyyyyyy.” She said through her laughter as she attempted to control her breathing. She hadn’t laughed this hard in so many years, her whole house seemed to brighten because of her laughter, she was happy and her house seemed happier because of it.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She said again, “I’ve never had someone say it was because of better… better….” She pressed her lips together tightly swallowing another laugh. “quality. No. It’s more… more like.” She took in another deep breath calming herself down. “Episode one, two and three are past experiences that lead to four, five and six. So you watch four, five and six; then you learn about the backstory in one, two and three.” She finished placing the last layer on top of the pie before pulling open her oven and sliding the pie in.

“I’m sorry I laughed Steve.” She said in an apologetic tone as she stood upright and shut the oven door. She turned to him, giving him a truly apologetic look and smile. “I really am. I shouldn’t have and I apologize.” Her hope was that he wasn’t mad at her for doing so, nor would he be too embarrassed to stick around and watch the movies with her; much less eat the apple pie since he was the reason she was making it. She bit the corner of her bottom lip hoping and praying that he’d say that he would stay. And hopefully understand that she didn’t mean it in an insulting manner. Though… well it could have came across like that, easily… damnit.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

When he called her pretty her whole face turned red in a blush as she but the corner of her lip in embarrassment. He thought she was pretty!! Sure Stark has called her pretty once or twice but he could call a mop pretty if he thought her have a chance with it. Steve on the other hand... From him it felt like it had meaning, it was pleasurable and honest. That rarity of truthfulness showing trough behind that charming smile dashing blue eyes and crisp cut hair. Aw she could melt in his arms for hours and snuggle up to him; he was a great guy, a rarity in this day and age and she was so very very lucky!

She nearly pulled the beaters out of the bowl in shock to throw her hands up in the air when he said he had never seen Star Wars. "You haven't?!" Her blue eyes stared up at the tall muscular man in astonishment. "Oh they're pretty good. I'd be up for watching one or a couple of them if you want to bring them over! There's nothin wrong with drawer and a movie. I think I even have whipped cream!" And a couch they could sit on and be close to each other. And not that awkward space they had yesterday. Today seem to be going perfectly well. "If you don't mind someone talking during the movie I can fill you in on parts you might be lost about or answer questions for you. But I'd be up for some movies if you are." Sure... She had to be in the office tomorrow but what's one sleep day going to hurt?