𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍
❝ I really, really hate you. ❞
the time when a russian spy
lands a job at S.H.I.E.L.D...
... then gets arrested with
three other agents for a crime
they...
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━━ "WELL, SOMEONE DECIDED TO MAKE A FASHIONABLY LATE ENTRANCE." Tony quipped as Xiomara entered the kitchen. The agents sat around the kitchen island, their attention turned to their late co-worker. "Sorry, Tony. I know how much you love to be the late one." Xiomara's eyes rolled as she took her seat between Jimmy and Clint. "Besides, I came, didn't I?"
"Yeah, but we still started five minutes and 42 seconds ago." Dominic checked his wristwatch as Xiomara shot a glare at him. "Go choke on your watch." She retorted.
"Fine by me. I sound better when I'm choking on something anyways." The man shrugged, his left hand undoing the silver clasp on his wrist. "Don't encourage him." Monica slapped his hand. "He thrives off of sarcasm and bitterness. Anyways, what do we do?"
"While you Sleeping Beauties were taking your power naps," Clint turned the laptop around, showing the team Tony's computer screen. It was broken into different squares, each one showing a HYDRA agent or scientist doing various jobs. "I hacked into their camera and security system. There're three buttons planted in parts of their HQ. If they're all pressed, all of their little robot bastards die instantly."
"That's it? Just press some buttons?" Jimmy said with disbelief in his voice. "A toddler could do that."
"Would you trust a toddler to not only find the buttons without getting caught, but they also have to get into the high-tech facility itself without getting arrested?"
Jimmy pondered his response. "...'K, so maybe a toddler couldn't do that."
"Ok, great! Seven agents, three buttons!" Maria declared. "Can't be too hard."
"Nope. We're down a member. Romanoff, she's... she's indisposed right now." Xiomara informed with a sigh. "What's your definition of indisposed?" Tony's arms crossed as his eyes narrowed. "Why can't she help?"
"Because I'm scared that if we mess with her, she may pull out a gun and try to blow our heads off. But, if you wanna go test her," Xiomara could only shrug and raise her hands. "Be my guest."
"Ok, six people, three buttons." Maria rephrased. "Clint, try to figure out the most dormant times. Hopefully, we can catch them off guard."
"Maria, it's not even night. I need time to figure it out. Gimme a second." Clint looked at the computer screen again.
"One." She raised a brow.
"One what?"
"Second. You said 'gimme a-'"
"Please fall down the stairs."
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After the meeting in the kitchen, Xiomara knocked on the door to Nat's room, not expecting an answer. However, she was shocked yet again when Natasha replied, "Come in."
