S.H.I.E.L.D. Calls

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I woke up to sunlight streaming through the pale purple curtains. I pulled off the covers and stumbled over to my bathroom. Pushing my think, dark brown hair out of my face I looked into the mirror. That's when I noticed my earrings. They were glowing bright blue. I groaned. That meant S.H.I.E.L.D needed me.
"There better be a good reason for calling me this early," I grumbled, pulling off my baby blue nightgown. I fished some orange and shorts and a pink tank top out of my closet and put them on. Slipping on some yellow socks and white tennis shoes, I looked into the mirror. My friend Kate would call me a fashion disaster. I would call myself fabulous.
I put on my bracelet and walked down the stairs. Papi was down there, eating breakfast.
"Do you mind if I go to Emma's house for a little bit?" I asked him, tossing a banana to Boots.
"I think that would be okay," he responded. "Don't think we have anything going on today."
"Thanks so much Papi!" I said, running out the door with a breakfast bar in hand. I hopped on my bicycle and drove off. Once I was far enough away from anyone. I hid my bike in the trees and hefted my backpack off of my back.
"Backpack?" I whispered.
"Hola, Dora," Backpack responded in her robotic voice.
"Backpack, I need my crayon."
"Searching for: crayon."
A compartment in Backpack opened up and in it was a red crayon I took it out and found a flat spot of ground. Using my crayon, I drew a circle in the ground. Suddenly, a portal opened up where I drew the circle. Gripping Boots and Backpack, I jumped in , the circle of land closing up above me.

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- Madelyn

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