My Mighty Avenger Battle Hammer Action Figure Thor has been assaulted. I'm devastated. Not only is he such a great Avenger, he played it cool when I photoshopped MC Hammer pants on him. (back story: I had wondered if he'd ever yelled, "Hammertime!" before breaking into dance.)
Anyway, my mighty Thor had been minding his own business, protecting his little Asgard outpost also known as the corner of my desk.
I was wrong.
This morning I walked into my office only to find I had chanced upon a crime scene. My body shook. There lay my Thor, face-down. In one hand he held his hammer. The other hand? EMPTY.
After a few minutes of investigation I found the sword behind the couch. I also found a clump of cat hair. Gasp! Our fluffy feline friend, Cinnamon, proved himself to be an evil-doer!
Have a clue what it could be?