Agent Martin Xu had no idea where the bloody hell he was.
No, scratch that. Where he was happened to be an alternate spot of reality populated by people that looked...well, like toadstools.
Xu had the uncomfortable feeling he'd fallen into one of his daughter's fairy books. Except he's pretty sure that the smiley dancing creepy toadstools in Liv's fairy books wouldn't declare a random alien who fell into the centre of their village 'king'. Or 'god', he wasn't sure.
Not that he had any power. No, he'd worked that out pretty quickly. He was a useful figurehead for the village elders to retain power, and that was pretty much it.
Meanwhile, he was stuck here, and Dr Selvig was being unwatched, and Director Fury was going to be disappointed, and he was a day late for picking Liv up from her mum's.
...honestly, Dr Selvig and Director Fury could go to hell. He was going to MacGyver his way out of this dimension, and go home. He could take up gardening with Liv, and take great pleasure in making sure there wasn't a single trace of toadstool anywhere.
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Date: 2013-12-11 09:07 pm (UTC)No, scratch that. Where he was happened to be an alternate spot of reality populated by people that looked...well, like toadstools.
Xu had the uncomfortable feeling he'd fallen into one of his daughter's fairy books. Except he's pretty sure that the smiley dancing creepy toadstools in Liv's fairy books wouldn't declare a random alien who fell into the centre of their village 'king'. Or 'god', he wasn't sure.
Not that he had any power. No, he'd worked that out pretty quickly. He was a useful figurehead for the village elders to retain power, and that was pretty much it.
Meanwhile, he was stuck here, and Dr Selvig was being unwatched, and Director Fury was going to be disappointed, and he was a day late for picking Liv up from her mum's.
...honestly, Dr Selvig and Director Fury could go to hell. He was going to MacGyver his way out of this dimension, and go home. He could take up gardening with Liv, and take great pleasure in making sure there wasn't a single trace of toadstool anywhere.