Chapter 8

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22.28, April 6th, 2027
Stark Tower

Steve had gone to bed after a long discussion about why he should sleep on the couch and not in her bed. In the end, he gave up and went to lay down and sleep. Luisa waited till she heard light snores from her bedroom. Then she whispered "F.R.I.D.A.Y.? Could you please soundproof the bedroom? I don't want to wake up Captain Rogers."

"Already happened Miss Wolf," the female voice answered. Turning on her playlist with music from the 20th till 40th, the woman started to make her designs come to life. After the talk with the super-soldier, she had started to design some outfits.

She sat on her couch stitching and cutting nearly the entire night. As the sun started to rise, a black bog laid down next to her.

"Hey Chase, how is my dog?" she asked, stroking through the long fur. A long yawn slipped from her mouth. Giving in to the tiredness, Luisa hung the last dress shirt onto its hanger and laid down. After a few seconds, she drifted off to sleep, her hands tangled in the soft locks of her dog.

09.05, April 7th, 2027
Stark Tower

As Steve woke up, the sun shone brightly into the room. Not knowing what to do, the blond stepped into the living room.

"Luisa?" No response.

"Luisa?" he asked now a little louder. But not Luisa appeared. Instead, Chase did. Happily wiggling his tail, he came from behind the couch and tried to climb up his leg.

"Hey, good boy. Do you know where she is? Do you know where Luisa is?" the soldier asked, ruffing the black fur of the bubble of joy. The dog started to run back to the sofa. There she was laying. Everywhere around her were fabric shreds, yarn rolls and drafts.

"Hey Luisa, wake up," he whispered to her.

"Only five more minutes..." she groaned while turning around. Steve laughed lightly.

"How long have you been awake?" he asked softly, his look wandering around.

"I don't know. Maybe 3 or so in the morning?" she answered while nuzzling her face into a pillow.

"It had been around 6.30," F.R.I.D.A.Y. corrected her.

"What have you done all night?" Steve asked, now a little angry. With a huff, the brunette sat up.

"I've been doing what I can do best, I made you some clothes to wear. Some for every day's life, some for special days," she answered as she lifted her hand. A short movement brought out a bunch of clothes.

"How are you doing this? Are you a magician or somewhat like that?" Steve asked, fascinated by the powers of the young woman.

"Well... I was kidnapped some years ago. It was Hydra and they had experimented on me. They made me stronger. They gave me the possibility to recover faster from physical injuries. They gave me powers and brought out my natural mutations. In fact, they changed me and Chase like they wanted to," Luisa chuckled, still a hint of hurt twinkling in her eyes.

"Anyways. Go and get dressed. I'll make breakfast," she concluded. Calling for Chase to come down with her, the young woman made her way into the kitchen.

After about 15 minutes Luisa was done with breakfast. Just as she was about to call for everyone to come down, Steve entered the room.

"It smells delicious. What is this?" he asked, pointing at the pan with steered eggs.

"Breakfast?" she answered confused.

"... and this...?"

"Pancakes, wait, you mean, you know nothing of all these?" she asked, raising both brows.

"No... not really" the soldier answered, screeching the back of his neck once again.

"Verry well then, Captain. I'll happily introduce you to our modern breakfast. The black liquid is coffee. It stands near Tony's seat since he is a coffee junkie. The hot water is for tea. Mostly Bruce and Loki use it in the morning. The colorful stuff over there are pop-tarts. If you want to try them, be fast, Thor stuffs his face more than likely with them and in the blink of an eye they will be gone. Otherwise, we have the basics. Steered eggs, bacon, pancakes, buns, jam, cold cuts, cheese, fruits, juice and if you want, there is always some self-made cacao in the fridge," the young woman pointed to everything as she talked.

"Oh, it is so much. What would you recommend?" the blonde asked. The woman beside him wanted to answer as a sound rumbled through the tower.

"Fast, get me a cup and the hot water," she instructed as she grabbed a bun and some dark jam. Steve looked at her irritated for a moment.

"Steve, now!" she pushed and finally he did as asked. The moment the tea bag hit the water, Bruce burst through the doors, his blood vessels green with anger. The tall woman laid her hands on the mad man's shoulders and sat him down in front of the plate with the bun on it.

"Calm down, big boy. Tea is ready and here is your breakfast," she cooed as she handed him his bun. Bruce started to calm down as Luisa guided Steve around the table to sit on the opposite from the scientist. After pouring herself a glass of orange juice, Luisa offered it to the Captain.

"Clint or Wade?" the female asked, slight annoyance clear on her face.

"It was Loki. That goddamn trickster," the black-haired man stated.

"What? He's never up before we call for breakfast," the brown-eyed woman asked clearly irritated.

"He must have set it up yesterday evening," Bruce muttered.

"The god of mischief thought that it would be funny to link my bathroom door with Nat's. Well, as I wanted to go to the bathroom, Nat opened the door from the inside and out of shock, she slammed me to the ground and held a gun to my head. Not exactly the way I imagine my morning," Bruce mumbled in his bun. Luisa sighed and placed her face in her hand.

" F.R.I.D.A.Y. please inform everyone that breakfast is ready."

Ten minutes later everyone except Loki and Tony were gathered at the table, chatting and eating. Then the elevator dinged and opened, relieving Loki. He entered the room and smirked in Nat's and Bruce's direction.

"Oh, good that you are here. What have we talked about?" the brown-haired woman asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest. The raven-haired Asgardian Prince looked as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

"Loki... no tricks or anything before breakfast and nothing serious. I hope you remember the last code green you had to survive and this time we'll not peal you off the ground," she threatened. After a short nod, the god sat down and began eating.

"Em... what means 'Code green'?" Steve asked quietly and Luisa turned to face him.

"Oh, it means that Bruce gets angry beyond control which effects him to morph into a huge green angry creature. And to be honest, I would not want him against me then," she answered.

Finally, Tony slumped into the room and was given a coffee by the young woman. He must have worked the entire night and Luisa had a bad feeling that she would not be able to sleep peacefully in a week.

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