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Doctor Strange was having an amusing day. Iron Man, out of gratitude for helping to stock an impending Dormammu-related apocalypse, had given him a Playstation 3 with several Blu-Ray videos he knew the doctor liked, as well as a few games. He had
been having an enjoyable time especially with Ultimate Capcom vs. Marvels 3. He liked the irony of playing as Dormammu and Shuma-Gorath in a team with himself, and felt that the game did justice to him in his portrayal.
He only wished it was that easy to defeat Galactus. So much trouble would be saved.
It was a relaxing day for him. He was considering just playing all day. He had given Wong the day off, as he sensed nothing disasatrous on the horizon.
At which point there was a knocking on his door.
Doctor Strange frowned, pausing the game. He got to his feet and teleported to the front door, hesitating when he heard the angry pounding on the door.
Could a supervillain have found his Sanctum Sanctorum? He prepared an entrapment spell, and opened the door.
He was wrong. SIX supervillains had found his lair.
Mystique, Blob, Mastermind, Toad, Avalanche, and Post stood before him. Doctor Strange cast his spell and dragged them inside before anyone could see, keeping them all levitated by his magic.
"What are you doing here, what do you want, how did you find me, and why shouldn't I personally teleport you all to the Negative Zone prison?" he demanded, calling over his cloak of levitation.
Mystique scowled. "Every villain above C-list knows where you live, we want your help, Osborn told me, and I can tell you where he's keeping all of the mystic artifacts he stole when he was head of HAMMER," she said. "Put me down."
Doctor Strange frowned. "If high level villains know where I live, then why haven't I been attacked more?"
Avalanche snickered. "If you were a villain, would you want to mess with you without a small army and at least five nukes?"
Doctor Strange couldn't resist snickering. "True, true... All right. Why should I help you, though?" he said, setting them down.
Mystique snarled, angrily gesturing to Blob. "We need your help in getting this fatass to lose weight and stop eating so damn much," she said.
Doctor Strange stared at her incredulously. "...That has got to be the biggest waste of my time in is that my ultra-rare Negative Zone moon blossom you're eating?"
Blob looked at the flower pot that contained the blossom he had just eaten. "...It tasted like bananas," he said simply.
Doctor Strange stared at him for a long moment. "...Do you have any idea what my beloved Clea went through to get me that?" he snarled.
Blob shrugged, and lumbered over to the couch. "Oooh, PS3!" he said.
"Touch that or ANYTHING ELSE and I'll teleport you into Fin Fang Foom's stomach," Doctor Strange said. Blob froze in place, and sat down on the floor. Mystique gave Strange a meaningful look.
Doctor Strange rubbed his temples, and sighed. "I'll... see what I can do."
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