Hulk had been sick and tired, really so sick he turned a darker shade of green every night of being a good guy saving the world time and time again with the Avengers. No, he was no hero, he was just angry and roared as much as he could in the backyard of the Lucky Elite HQ keeping all associates in terror and insomnia.

BML up in her office smiled, ahh it was this time of the evening again. She knew her formidable, green LHM was a loyal worker, but he had his demons to work with. Yet she knew soon he’d have an easier time. She sent an errand boy whom she instilled enough trust that he’d be able to deliver a message to the Hulk without being immediately smashed to ask him to get stand at her office window facing the garden. In his current state she knew the damage to the interior of her HQ would be a pricey sum again, learning from previous experiences she knew it was best to communicate via the window.

As the errand boy was on his way, Hulk stood still, with a big storm in his mind. As he tried to calm himself, he knew he had to break free so he would not lose his mind completely. As he saw the boy approach, he grunted knowing that only 1 person in the HQ could persuade people to come within 100 meters of the Hulk. He tried to look as friendly as possible, but the little twat was still shitting himself. As he heard BML’s request he thundered to the side of the HQ and looked at the lit-up window he knew was her office.

As she heard his approach, she opened the window and sighed smelling the fragrant summer evening breeze from her flower garden. She felt so happy and lucky at the moment. Smiling at the big man below her she nodded and said, Yes Hulk I’m giving you the room to get to terms with those demons. Go and be your own boss at the HQ building at the address given by the boy that came to see you.

 With BML’s permission Hulk ran off, not being able to contain his pent-up energy and stopped as he came face to face with the warehouse big enough for his bulk in a shadier part of town. He grunted and sniffled, yes, this rundown warehouse is perfect for his new HQ. He put a few telegrams out to known associates that his new business was open which he called Evil Inc. He craved to release the permanently dark side of his being and release his potential for doing evil things. But… as he knew his role model Gru was very successful, one would need minions. Loyal, smart, funny and inspiring to the bone those were… Hulk grunted he knew he would need to capture or lure some of those to his own HQ

BML was staring out of the window and knew it was going to get silent in her office. But Hulk_Smash really needed that space of his own to set up his business. Doesnt mean we will miss him around in Lucky Elite building.

Then BML just went to Hulk_Smash new building and entered the front door. Surprisingly nothing seemed damaged (yet).

"Congratulations with your new business. Good luck, but I know you will do a great job."

The telegraph came at the perfect time. Bombadil was in his office eating cheese cubes and listening to stories on the radio when the messenger from the telegraph office knocked on the door. Bombadil was excited for Hulk, not only for him and his business ventures but for New York as growing city. Bombadil went down to his car and drove to the Evil Inc. Headquarters. 

When he arrived at Hulk's new place, Bombadil waited in the lobby to speak with Hulk. Hulk had been incredibly busy still, settling in and attending meetings with various business people. Bombadil was asked to go into Hulk's office.

Bombadil walked in to the office and sat down across from Hulk,"Thank you for seeing me on such short notice. I heard you opened Evil Inc. and wanted to drive over to Brooklyn and congratulate you on this deserved event." Bombadil pulled out an envelope and placed it on Hulks desk, " Please accept this as a token of my respect. I myself choose to dwell in the light, however, there can be no good without necessary evil. We hope you have long lived success."

Bombadil shook hands with Hulk_Smash.