He stopped calculating it after twelve, and I didn't have a clue what it was now. I didn't want to know.
I felt bad about it, sure. After all, not only was I going to doom my future in the Avengers, but it also meant Loki wasn't allowed to leave the Compound. I heard from him who'd heard from someone who'd heard from Heimdall that Heimdall was under strict orders to inform the All-Bastard immediately if Loki broke any rules from now on, so Loki was in a really shit and very annoyed mood. It wasn't directed at me, but I felt bad, since at least I could go home and meet Peter and Ned if I wanted – he just had Netflix. He hadn't been joking about serious cabin fever.
But, on the bright side, something good had come out of June, and that was what had happened today. Or rather – I was waiting to happen.
Dad, Mr Zhao and I had set up the Instagram account for the business and I was now official person in charge since "I'm young and know how this shit works" in my dad's words. I don't know how this shit works, I've been winging it, but hey, I must've been doing a good job, since I was watching the profile now and had a post ready to send once that followers number got to one more.
In, like, three weeks, we were up to 2999 followers, and it was mostly thanks to the stupid videos we'd been putting up there. We'd been taking inspo from Duolingo, Ryanair and Subway Surfers (duh) and their Instagram accounts and putting dumb videos up to attract attention and it was, for some reason, working.
Actual business hadn't exactly improved thanks to it, though there had been a few people sign up for weekly sessions. That meant a steadier income, rather than the odd impromptu lesson. Dad and I could afford luxuries like marmalade on toast now, which was great.
So, yeah. I guess I'm a content creator now.
And that was the crazy thing to happen to me. Like, if you'd asked me in January whether I thought I'd be more likely to become an Avenger or a content creator, I'd have said Avenger. Now here I am – both.
I refreshed, and did a subtle air fist bump as the followers crept up to 3000. Immediately I posted the prepared post and story thanking everyone for three thousand followers with an attached meme starring all three of us mocking shocked faces captioned 'POV: you start to realise people actually like u now'.
Then I closed my phone down and finished my juice, contemplating what the hell to do with the rest of my day. I'm not due in for Avenger-ing until after lunch, so I have a couple hours to spare.
I debated calling MJ, before remembering it was midnight for her. Whilst she'd definitely be up still, I didn't want to disturb the rest of her family she was staying with. Or the Huntsman spider the family had named Matilda who apparently lived with her five children outside MJ's window. I hadn't particularly appreciated the image she'd sent me. Here in New York, you don't tend to run across many giant spiders... except Spider-Peter, obviously.
Then I debated calling the part-time Spider-Peter, before remembering he was busy today doing patrol shit and then hanging with Aunt May shit today. Ever since she'd actually found out about Peter being Spider-Man, she'd been dead cool about the whole thing, doing tons of stuff with him and Peter found it much easier to not have to lie any more.
Now, that all just made me want to tell Dad more, but I just didn't get round to it. There was never a good time to bring it up, and it wasn't like I'd been on the news that much recently. Plus, it wasn't like I had an explicit reason I needed to tell him, since he'd got used to me doing random shit all the time.
I shook my head and tapped my fingernails on the kitchen counter. Nah, I didn't have to say anything yet.
Eventually, I decided to default and, instead of making a start on summer work, I went into my room and activated my suit (Darth Rick told me it had fucking AC built in so I didn't overheat and it was great) and went into Stark Communications, opening my chat with Loki.
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - yo wassup
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - what do you want
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - I don't want anything (:
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - only people who want something start a convo with yo wassup
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - I want to check in with my awesome mentor (:
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - mhm
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - idk I'm just very bored and stuff
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - yes I know that feeling well
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - watched everything on Netflix yet?
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - I haven't watched a single thing on Netflix
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - WHY
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - BRO
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - I DON'T UNDERSTAND
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - don't like relaxing and room feels like a prison cell
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - oof
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - I'm sorry man
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - it seems really stupid ur being punished for mine and Peter's decisions and my incompetence
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - eh dw about it, it's been a long time coming
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - literally here as punishment in the first place remember
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - I'm not meant to be having fun
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - it still sucks tho
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - not the worst thing to happen to me. chill
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - dyou think they'll let me come early
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - prob not
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - damn
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - you'll be pleased to hear you're doing simulations today I'm sure
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - fuck sake
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - u only need 207 successful missions before we can cross off that shit :D
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - I've never seen that emoji used sarcastically until today
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - wdym :D I'm thrilled :D can't u tell :D I'm so happy :D :D :D
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - fucking hell chill
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - SHTAP IT
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - NO :D
JA16-09/17m-l?-MK01 - idiot. Wanna do a verbal chat or smth
IT'S-loki-B1TcH>:) - ig
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I have 7 prepared chapters on here, for the next 7 Mondays :) After that, I can try to write some more to keep up with weekly updates... we'll see :)
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It All Started In A McDonald's...
FanfictionLife is a continuous cycle of depressing reality. We're born. We breed. We die. We're all just numbers working for the government that already has enough pocket money as it is. And things won't change. It's the way of life. Or so I thought, I guess...
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