Dsmp and Avengers crossover

Tommy's POV:

"Where the f*ck am I" I muttered under my breath.

My head still pounding I continued to look around. Tall buildings surrounded me and I appeared to be in an alleyway. Just like when I robbed Lazar. I stood up my stomach churning, blinking the unease out of my eyes I started to walk to the street hoping to find someone who can help me.

Out on the street there were a lot of people, some gave me weird looks, others just completely ignored me. No one seemed willing to help me. If I went up to anyone they just picked up their pace and walked away.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose. What am I going to do? I'm lost in this new world and no one will help me. Panic started to creep into my mind. My breath caught in my throat and I ran back into the alley I had appeared in.

I slid down the alleys wall putting my head on my knees. Hoping to fix my breathing, it was quick and shallow, not helping with my fear.

In, one, two, you'll get home. Out, one, two, n̷o̷ y̷o̷u̷ w̷o̷n̷'t̷. In, one, two, you're fine. Out, one, two, n̷o̷ y̷o̷u̷r̷ n̷o̷t̷. In, one, two, no one will hurt you. Out, one, two, y̷e̷s̷ t̷h̷e̷y̷ w̷i̷l̷l̷.

I clenched my fists, I'm fine, you're fine, it's fine. I choked out a sob. "It's not fine" I whispered. I untensed, letting silent tears run down my face. After a moment I wiped my tears, what would dream think if he saw you. I swiped some dirt off my ragged clothes and attempted to stand up straighter.

I noticed I had an iron sword at my waist, dream hadn't visited me yet that day. His trident also laid comfortably on my back. No wonder those people had walked away they had been intimidated at my big man power.

My stomach growled. "Food, I need food," I muttered to myself. I searched through a small satchel I had but I didn't have anything to eat. Guess I'll have to look around. I gathered my breath and started walking down the street. I got a lot more weird looks as I went through the busy streets.

After a while I came across a place I did recognize. A Pizza Hut! The smell of the pizza wafted through the air causing my stomach to grumble. I only have one diamond, hope this'll be enough.

As I went up to the counter the employee looked me up and down. Her nose crinkled and she gave me a nasty look. "One cheese pizza no nuts please" I asked the lady with a smile. Her frown deepened, "two things sir, cheese pizza never has nuts in it and secondly would you be even able to pay you poor street rat." Her response was harsh.

Now it was my turn to be cross, I know I may look like a homeless rug rat but I have a very nice tent in Logstedshire thank you very much. I clenched my fist at my side. "Name your price," I spat obviously upset.
The lady went back into business mode, "well sir your order will cost 12 dollars and 99 cents"

I could feel the look of panic that crossed over my face. Dollars? Cents? What the f*ck are those? The lady got a smug look when she saw my panic, "I suggest you leave" she commented. I could feel people staring at me. Red hot embarrassment filled my cheeks as I clenched my fists and walked out.

𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍☻𑁍

I had walked to a park the air was fresher and no one was around to bother me. I still miss everyone but I will find a way home. n̷o̷ y̷o̷u̷ w̷o̷n̷'t̷. My eyes started to get heavy, the sun going down, my eventful day behind me, maybe I do deserve a sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be better, maybe tomorrow I'll get home. S̷u̷r̷e̷  k̷i̷d̷, k̷e̷e̷p̷ t̷e̷l̷l̷i̷n̷g̷ y̷o̷u̷r̷s̷e̷l̷f̷ t̷h̷a̷t̷.