Goodnight everyone

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As you place your hand out and focus on the magnet on the table, it begins to levitate, slowly lifting into the air and dancing in sparks. It shoots towards your hands but pauses and freezes at your palm.

"She did it." Bruce exclaims.

"How does it work?" You focus on the magnet as you lower it back down to the table.

"It's an artificial electromagnetic field, acting as a deterrent, that directs the electric current into a controllable stream." Bruce answered.

"And now in English?", it was obviously hard for Steve to catch up with the scientific lingo that was thrown around like confetti around this place.

"It helps her control it." Bruce rolls his eyes and walked over to his computer to make notes.

"What's going on in here?" Nat and Wanda stroll into the lab and stand at the doorway.

"I controlled it." You are still stood, staring at your hands in amazement of what you had done, the power you possessed.

"Well dinner is nearly ready so you might want to come down to the kitchen." Nat walked out of the lab and down the stairs.

"Wait for me!" you shout.

As everyone gathers in the kitchen for dinner, Peter comes rushing in.

"What did I miss? What did I miss?" He runs up to you.

"I did it." You show him the ring. "I controlled the powers."

"Dinner's ready." Sam's voice from the kitchen is echoing and loud. Everyone swarmed to the round table and found a seat. You hand out the plates and cutlery as Sam dishes out the food. The room in consumed in discussion as everyone consumes their dinner. After such a long day, you don't really have an appetite. You pick at the plate but leave around half of it and begin to stand up.

"I think I am going to head to bed, thank you for dinner, Sam." you announce.

"Okay Einstein, goodnight I love you." Tony kisses you on the forehead.

"Goodnight everyone." Everyone responds and you walk out of the room and up the stairs. Within seconds she had returned with an embarrassed grin, "I don't actually know where I am going." The table erupted with laughter. Peter shoots up from his seat and runs to your side.

"I will take you back, don't worry, goodnight everyone." Peter rushed his words and began to walk you out of the room.

"Queens, sit down, finish your food." Steve's plate was empty as he stood, pushed his chair under the table and walked around to you. A cocktail of anger and embarrassment swirled behind Peter's eyes.

"Sit down kid. Night, Rogers." Tony stated. Peter reluctantly sat back at the table, hunched his back and continued eating. You and Steve walk away from the table and up the stairs into the maze of hallways - or at least that's how it appears to you.

"So what's life like around here. Anything that I need to be warned about." You snicker and Steve look over at you.

"Well, never go into the warehouse on your own, I got locked in their for about 4 hours once. Do not trust Thor's cooking. You would think the God of Thunder would be able to not blow up a microwave." You continue to chat and laugh as you reach your room. You both stand silently at your door.

"Thank you for not letting me get lost today." Your smile is uncontrollable.

"Anytime." He stares at you, his head resting on the door frame, appearing in a day dream.

"Goodnight, Steve." He shakes his head to wake himself and jumped back into reality.

"Yes, sorry. Goodnight." He expressed one last smile, closed your door, and walked off.

As the sky gets dark and a glowing orb of white rises into the sky, it becomes harder and harder to fall asleep. It seemed like the whole world was sleeping and all you could see was the moon's shadows dancing on your ceiling. Suddenly, you hear someone enter the room next to yours. Peter's room.

You text him:

You - Did you just get into your room? x

Peter - Yeah why x

You - Do you want to come and watch a filmmmm :)

Peter - Is that really a good idea?

You - What are you talking about?

Peter - Do you not realise that we are now living under the same roof as your Dad and about 12 of his super assassin friends?

You - Come on, Parker, he knows we are only friends. Just climb through the window.



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