When you got right down to it, barely a week had passed, yet Black Widow Natasha's black supercar had once again been forced to pay a visit to the gate of the house shared by a certain lecherous monk and Sun Wukong.
"..."
Looking at the two crooked little oak trees in their yard, now completely bare, and then at the lush plants in the yards of everyone else in the neighborhood, Natasha took a deep breath, pulled the sunglasses off her nose, and marched into the house, scowling, where a certain fellow was waiting for her with a grin.
"Amitabha Buddha..."
"Lady Natasha, I heard the orioles singing in the branches this morning, but I never imagined that I'd be honored by your presence this afternoon! Your visit has truly brightened my humble abode. I'm deeply honored!"
Though he had no idea why she was wearing such a sour expression, Tang Monk still welcomed her in with a cheeky grin. As he gently shut the door, he smiled at her.
"Listen..."
"You two, what on earth is going on outside? Can't you behave yourselves for once?!"
Once inside, Natasha didn't sit down. Instead, she folded her arms over her chest, hiding its rolling hills and blocking the lecherous stares of those two, then narrowed her eyes and questioned the pair in the living room.
"Lady, what do you mean?"
Tang Monk glanced at his uncle Monkey. Seeing that he looked just as confused, he asked her in return.
"You actually have the nerve to ask?"
"Didn't SHIELD pay you your salaries? Why are you still ripping branches off trees to make money? Do you know the people in your community have complained about you again? They say your landscaping is terrible and that you keep maliciously damaging trees, seriously