Chapter Twelve

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Y/N's POV
Carol got us all on that one. I assumed she meant that Fury didn't want to recruit me as a part of the Avengers. I asked, hopefully, "So, does Fury not want to recruit me?" I was hoping Carol would give me the answer I wished for.

Carol said, "I am fully aware of why Fury wants to talk with you, but that is classified. I would tell you if I could." I tried to reach into her mind and all I saw was Maria and Monica Rambeau talking. 

Ugh, everyone here is wasting my time. "Gods, I don't have time for this. I'm going to bed. You guys are wasting my time. Either I get answers now, or I leave."

 Clint said, "She really is your child, playboy, genius, billionaire, philanthropist." I smiled a little. "Clint, I think you're my new favorite person here."

Tony rolled his eyes while Carol shook her head. She said, "I'm sorry, Y/N. I can't tell you that stuff. You're going to have to wait until tomorrow."

 Ugh, for fuck's sake. These people are useless. I walked over to my room, opened the door, walked in and slammed the door shut.

I heard Sam saying, "Mood." I yelled out, " I HEARD THAT SAM." Bucky rolled his eyes and proclaimed, "I DON'T CARE IF YOU HEARD. YOU'RE LIKE AN ANNOYING AS HELL TEENAGER."

 I yelled back, "GOOD NIGHT AND YOU'RE WELCOME."

 A/N: Why did I agree to do this again-?

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