PIGEONS AND BRUCE AND SCIENCE BROSFirst thing Bruce knew was the feeling of it. Imagine being wedged into a crusher, with both sides of the wall slowly compressing 'till your body seems to be at breaking point. Now forget that because being in a Pigeon's beak was a hell lot worse. First off the 'walls slowly compressing' were ALIVE. And they were squeezing quite harsh. Banner felt sweat on his forehead as the bird's beak clamped shut around the waist, cutting into the skin even though he wore his purple shirt. But the shirt was the only protection he had against the sharp ridges of the Pigeon's beak.More Like This
"W-what did I ever do to deserve this..?" He groaned with pain. His hands tried to pry the beak open but that only ended up with cuts and bruises along the palms and fingers.
He was, however, refusing to Hulk out and ALL costs.
Little expiraments in the lab could be dangerous, and Banner knew as he whipped up strange and random chemical reactions. One of them backfired, though, and caused him to...well, to miniturize. Than