Gangster meets Avengers

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767 words. Imagine there is a scar over Blue's face.

Rose POV

I was to busy fighting to hear Blue's conversation, but I did hear the part where Iron man told Blue he'd get his knife back if he stopped killing people and answered questions.

Blue walked over to me and Phil and lifted the people we were fighting by the back of their clothes.

"Rose?" Blue asked.

I shrugged. "I don't mind, Blue. Then you can get your knife back and I can meet Captain America!"

Phil rolled his eyes. "Screw Captain America. I wanna meet Hawkeye!"

"I like Hulk and Iron man," Blue mumbled.

Iron man chuckled. "Don't know many people who like the Hulk, but okay kid. I'm happy I'm on your list."

Blue nodded and I chuckled. "I'm happy he talked to someone else other than me."

Iron man opened his mouth, but before he could say anything the other Avengers-minus the Hulk-crashed the party.

Blue growled and got in front of Phil and I. My sweet Blue-bell!

"It's cool," Iron man said before things could escalate. "He's cool! They're cool. They're coming with us to answer questions. Stand down."

The Avengers relaxed slightly.

Phil fanned his face. "It's Hawkeye!"

I slapped the back of his head. "Shut up you fucking idiot! Captain America is standing in front of meeee! Blue," I yelled, grabbing Blue's shoulders and shaking him. "Get out of your neutral face, you fucking attack dog! It's Captain America!"

"Don't forget about Hawkeye," Phil yelled.

"Shut the fuck up Phil! I'm talking to the attack dog and I'll fucking send him at you unless you say Captain America is better then Hawkeye!"

Phil reeled back. "Don't send Blue at me! That's cruel, even for you, you sick bastard!"

I smiled evilly. "I'll do it and you know I will. I've sent him after Cam."

Phil shivered. "Cam's poor face."

"Excuse me," the Captain America said. "Why are you calling him an attack dog?"

"And what happened to Cam's face," Hawkeye chimed in.

Phil and I looked at each other. "They're talking to us," we squealed in sink.

Blue growled.

I smacked the back of his head. "It's fine, Blue. Those were happy squeals. Not squeals of pain. Leave our heroes be. They are off limits."

Blue whined. I know he didn't want more off limit people.

"Nope," I said to him, refusing to cave. I turned to my heroes. "I'm calling Blue an attack dog cause if I said 'sick em' then he'd beat up whoever I was pointing at. I don't know how he was raised, but he is a vicious son of a bastard." I chuckled and ruffled Blue's hair. Blue's lips twitched upwards. I knew he loved it when people played with his hair. He really is a giant dog.

"And Cam's nose was ripped off and he lost an eye," Phil said.

Captain gasped. "Why?!"

I smiled. "I told Blue to 'sick em'."

"But why?" Black Widow asked calmly.

I frowned. "They didn't like Roses! Roses are sick! Also Blue thought Cam was making fun of me so my sweet Blue-bell was already half on top of him before I could finish his 'attack phrase'. Blue's real loyal once he likes someone. You should definitely make him your ally."

"Why," 'Nicky' asked, narrowing his eye.

I smiled again. "Cause we want protection and you want someone you can control. You make us safe and if Blue likes one of you then you have a very powerful attack dog nicknamed the Ghost."

I saw Nicky narrow his eyes. "You said you wouldn't tell a soul."

I shrugged. "Blue wants his knife back. He'd bite off his fingers for that knife."

Captain America winced. "Would he really?"

"You want proof?" I turned to Blue. "Hey Blue-"

"No!" The Captain yelled. He cleared his throat. "No, I don't need proof. I'm good. Very good."

I shrugged. "Blue, do you want your knife back?"

Blue nodded his head and re-fixated on the pocket where it was kept.

"Go get it nicely," I stressed the word so even Blue would know what I meant.

Blue sighed and walked up to Nicky. "Knife." Blue held out his hand.

"Blue," I warned.

Blue growled. "Please," he ground out.

I smiled brightly. "Good." I turned to Nicky. "Give him the knife before his rips of your face for it." 

Nicky handed Blue the knife and Blue's eyes lit up as he walked back over to me. I slung my arm around his shoulder and kissed hid forehead as he looked at his knife.

"What happened to nicely," Iron man mumbled.

I smiled at him. "I told Blue to be nice. I didn't say I'd be nice."

Iron man nodded. "Fair."

I smiled at the rest of them. "Let's go answer questions. Come on Blu-bell!"

I skipped away and dragged Blue behind me.

This was gonna be interesting.