Chapter 17: Poison

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(Idk if I need this) TW: Poison, death, dead body, swearing

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You were having a horrible day. Steve insisted that you start training with Nat, with no magic or powers.  You protested but the idea was encouraged by everyone, even Tony. Which was rich, coming from a billionaire that fought in a metal suit.

And the worst part was, Pietro was cooking dinner. The last time he cooked, everyone ordered out, refusing to eat his 'Black brick'. He answered with, "It's burnt and beautiful, and perfectly eatable!" Then he bit into it and choked. 

You made your way to the table, where the other Avengers plus Loki were waiting in nervous silence. You sat down next to Loki as Pietro brought out the food. It was an underbaked cake and raw fish. 

"I ordered pizza," Tony announced, the moment he saw the food. "Does anyone want anything other than the usual?"

"Breadsticks?" Wanda suggested. 

"Ordered, and arriving in twenty-five minutes." 

"Does anyone want anything to drink?" You asked. Everyone chimed in their drink, and you headed out, Loki quickly standing up to follow you.

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"You didn't have to follow me, you know." You said, playfully punching Loki's shoulder.

"I do not wish to stay in a room full of mortals that will ignore me and insult me with their backhanded stares. I also........enjoy your presence." 

You reached the nearest vending machine, which was somehow all the way across the compound, and stood behind a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who was paying for his drink. You and Loki engaged in a small conversation. 

"Excuse me?" The agent asked, timidly, interrupting your conversation. Even though he towered over you, his posture suggested a meek and pushover personality. It didn't help that Loki was glaring daggers at him. The agent was practically shaking in his shoes.

"I bought this Ijif water for you, Miss L/n." 

"Thank you...?"

"Miller, Agent Miller." 

"Thank you, Miller."

"Why are you here this late, Agent Miller?" Loki asked, hostility forming in his voice. 

"I...I have the night shift." Miller squeaked out, before scurrying away. 

"How nice of him." You remark.

"He's suspicious," Loki said, reaching for your water. 

"He saved me four dollars."

Loki rolled his eyes and stole the water. You grabbed it back. 

"What's with you today? A nice guy just offered me a drink, that's all!" You shout out, paying for the drinks. 

"Who buys another person, a stranger nonetheless, something from a vending machine?!?" Loki retorted.

You leaned down to collect the drinks. "I'm done with this conversation." You conjured Tony his coffee, that manic (who asks for coffee at eight at night?), and conjure a portal below Loki, causing him to fall into the dining room, then conjured another portal in front of you to join the rest of the team.

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You sat as far away from Loki as possible and gobbled up pizza. It was delicious, and Pietro seemed to be enjoying it more than the entire team. You swore he making horrible food just so Tony could bless the team with take-out.

You reached for your water, noticing that it was already open when you didn't hear the familiar cracking of plastic. Loki must have opened it when he stole your water. You sipped your water, feeling a bit nauseous. You started to sweat, and your muscles ached. 

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