Coulson's Hairline

"Father-in-law?" Nick Fury froze. What was this supposed to be? How could someone want to become his son-in-law the moment they met?

"I don't know you. Could you show some form of identification?" Nick Fury asked with the same smile on his face, polite and courteous.

The Avengers all wore strange expressions. In their minds, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was anything but approachable. The cunning, sinister, cold-blooded spymaster they knew was completely different from this man.

William curled his lip and pulled out his Avengers ID card. "Avengers Watcher, William Lister."

"Avengers?" Nick Fury had never heard the name before. He looked puzzled. "Is that some kind of band?"

"We're superheroes who save the world."

"Then tell me, superheroes," Nick Fury asked. "Where are you from, and how long will you be staying here?"

"We're from the future, but I don't know exactly how long we'll be staying," William replied helplessly.

"The future?" Nick Fury was startled at first, then a smile spread across his face. He could not help bursting into laughter as he looked at the two agents and police officers behind him. "Ha ha! This guy says he's from the future! Have you been watching too many science fiction movies?"

"The Back to the Future trilogy was indeed excellent," William said with a shrug.

Although Nick Fury was smiling, he understood the situation clearly. They had just received reports that someone had seen a flying saucer. At first, he had assumed it was a prank, but several people had called it in, which drew his attention.

But he had not expected these people to claim they were from the future. He did not think they were aliens—he thought they were lunatics who had escaped from an asylum!

Just then, Nick Fury's radio crackled. "Sir, we found an