neogoblin:

The same morning Jay's room is found mysteriously cleaned and packed upand said man nowhere to be found at all, a note is found down in the Thunderbolts' Lab. The Hobgoblin figured that'd be the most likely place the team's leader would find it. There's also a small bottle containing three blue and orange pills. Goblin Pills.

Hey, BossLady,

There's been a small family issue I need to take care of. Don't know when I'll be back so if I don't see ya again...It's been fun. It was nice having people to watch my back again. There's a little gift for you too. Use 'em careful though. Anyone needs an hour of superpowers or an hour's worth of healing factor, just pop one and enjoy.

-Jay.

nextgen_cosmic:

The ship's flight was ungainly, as it tore through Earth's atmosphere.  It had exited hyperspace too near the planet to have been stopped by SWORD's orbital monitoring station, and no one would risk detonating an unknown quantity while it was in the atmosphere.  It was ugly and utilitarian, clearly not Kree, Skrull, Shi'ar, Kymellian, Snark, or belonging to any of the other major galactic races. 

But it was there just the same, and it was screaming over the skies of Boston, heading toward the harbor.

SPLASH!!!

The ship hit the waters of Boston Harbor hard, sinking several boats in the process, before bobbing back toward the surface, it's hull pining as its metal cooled, sending showers of steam into the atmosphere.

A SWORD team was already on its way, but this "landing" would not go unnoticed by others.

nextgen_holiday:

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it ... Dad

neogoblin:

Since the fearless leader was away, Jay seized the opening and went down to the lab. The recent fight and seeing the rest of the team in action had him thinking. He needed a bit more bang in his arsenal. So it was time for some work.

Several pumpkin bombs of different varieties were on a nearby rack, recently completed. A few more were slowly being filled by chemical drips. Jay was paying more attention to another set of beakers and burners though. Dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, the young man that calls himself the Hobgoblin is carefully mixing chemicals according to the instructions on a small scrap of paper. "Damn things so troublesome to make..." he mutters to himself.

anyastark:

The move to Cambridge had gone surprisingly smoothly. Anya had her two suits packed into shipping containers and packed onto a truck. Along with other various pieces of equipment, mainly computers and screens, and a trunk or two of her clothes. The ride up was uneventful as Anya followed the truck in her car.

The renovations to the old firehouse were almost done. There was still a little bit of work left to be done, but the place was liveable now and ready for the new team. It was an old firehouse with four floors for living space, a garage at the bottom and a expansive basement. Anya was claiming the basement area for her lab. It was the most open space in the building and could be secured better than the rest.

The ground floor was for vehicles. So far there was only her car, but she was sure there were more to come. The first floor was the kitchen and living area, the second a gym and a game room, and the other two floors were bedrooms. Each member would be able to have their own room along with an extra room for a guest room. It had come along quite nicely.

Moving day had arrived and one by one the members she had invited to join the team had arrived. Rooms where claimed and they put away belongings.

By the time dinner time rolled around, everyone was tired and no one wanted to cook. In Anya's case it was lack of skills which prevented her from cooking. So it was dinner out on Anya. They headed down the block to Cinderella's. It was Italian food and she was sure everyone could find something to eat.

They sat around the table and talked while they ate.

ng_rgoodfellow:

The order hadn’t really done anything in a while and decided to do a little something to make up for the inactivity.

No one in the Museum of Natural History noticed the man in the leather jacket walk into the museum or that he headed straight for the dinosaur exhibit and then immediately left. However people did notice when the dinosaur bones started moving and running around like real dinosaurs and it didn’t take too long for them to escape the museum and start running around Manhattan.

nextgen_holiday:

Mothers are the place that we call home.
On them we rest our heads and close our eyes.
There's no one else who grants the same soft peace,
Happiness, contentment, sweet release,
Erasing nighttime tears with lullabies,
Restoring the bright sun that makes us bloom. - Anonymous