Imagination - Loki/Bucky X OC - Marvel (Rewritten)

Chapter 8 - Interview

(Edited December 17, 2023)

- Next Day -

"A blonde haired, obese woman has been sighted flying in the Avenger Thor's' arms. They both seemed to be headed towards the scene of a recent terrorist-" Clicking the next button on my remote, rubbing my blindfold slightly as I listen to the news. Attempting to find the goddamn cartoon channel. I wanna at least listen to DuckTales dammit! Fucking anything! I'll even take fucking paw patrol at this rate..

"A giant- what seems to be an undead dragon, covered in mushrooms has just saved hundreds of-" Groaning loudly I click next again. Fucking news channels.. Where are my goddamn cartoons? "Could this woman be a new Avenger?" Clicking off the television with an irritated huff, blowing a strand of hair out of my face. Tossing my remote to my left.

'Liza, Mr. Stark and Mr. Fury wish to speak with you, they are outside your door. Shall I let them in miss?'

"Huh? Oh yeah sure, let em in J." The door to my apartment creeks open, reaching up to my eyes I adjust my blindfold. I hear two pairs of footsteps walk through my living room, one stopping at the end of the entrance hallway. "Hey kid. You see the news?- er.. hear the news? " The couch beside me dips down, noticing it's Tony's voice, I turn my body towards him.

"Pff how could I not? It's fucking everywhere.. All I wanna do is watch ducktales. Er... listen to DuckTales..." Scratching the back of my head with an exasperated sigh. Wanting my eyes to hurry up and heal already..

"We need to get on top of this. We don't want the public to start fearing her for no fucking reason. We all know that people fear what they don't understand.. There's going to be a press conference in an hour. Get her fixed up by then Stark." Fury's voice comes from the doorway. The door to my apartment closes with a booming slam, I wince back due to the sudden loud noise. Having always disliked loud noises due to my childhood.

"Tony you uh... still here?" Looking around in front of me, albeit pointlessly...

"Yep, gonna have to take you back down to Bruce kid. Get your peepers looked at again... Worse comes to worse you'll just have to wear some dual hello kitty eye patches in the interview. Heh. Have to call you patchy from now on." Nodding to Tony with a smile I stand up off the plush couch, Bjorg rushes over to me from his plush dog bed in the corner. Pushing the wooden handle of his harness into the palm of my awaiting hand. Gesturing to the door I hear Tony get off the couch with a rustle of clothes. Bjorg pulls me along, being mindful of the various corners.

Entering the elevator I lean against the cool metal, hearing it start up and begin to move downwards. Gripping onto the railing I grimace at the feeling of dropping.. god this shit is even worse when I can't see.. fuck I hate elevators..

The elevator dings and the doors open with a swish. Both of us walk down what I assume is a long hallway.. I've never been down here before when I could see... Another set of doors open as Bjorg pulls me into a much colder room.. Shivering slightly rubbing my arms, I listen to see if I can hear Bruce moving around. Must be the same place as yesterday..

"Hey science Bro. Can you check her out again? Fury's riding my ass about getting her eyes fixed before her lil introduction." The sound of rustling plastic followed by the sound of chewing permeate the room near Tony. The smell of fruit fills the air... Tony and his damn hidden snack stashes, he has them everywhere.

"Uh.. yup sure.." Hearing footsteps walk from across the room, stopping right in front of me. "I'm gonna grab onto you now, okay Liza?" Nodding slowly I feel strong warm hands wrap around my shoulders gently guiding me somewhere. "Gonna sit you down now... Careful-" Slowly I'm eased down onto a soft chair. Hmh Bruce is a lot more considerate then Bjorg who fucking pushed me. Dink..