Scared Of Me

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swearing, depressing shit and fighting. 

Aurora's POV

The ice disappears and I follow my friends inside.

"Hey, let's have a sleepover! Just us 3!" Shuri suggests. I freeze up.

"Um ok then?" I stammer. 

I don't wanna ruin it.

"YAS!" I smile at the hyperactive teens.

They race off and return with an insane amount of lollies.

"How the-" 


"Come on! We'll hang in my lab!" They race off and I follow.

They share a lab? Ok.

We get there and wow. 

"Fairy lights?" 

Pete nods and I can't help but grin like an idiot.

He races off somewhere and Shuri comes over.

"Bitch, you so obviously like him! Tell him!" She whispers.

"Wha- don't even." I pout.

"You two would be great together!" She says in a sing song voice.

"I swear to the Nuggie lords, shut the fuck up!" I yell.

"What?" Oh shit.

"Um let's play Truth Or Dare!" Shuri squeals.

I might kill her.

"So, Aurora, truth or dare?" Of course.

"Truth?" 

"Who do you like?" I fucking walked straight into that.

"Um I switch to dare." 

"I dare you to tell us who you like." 

F U C K

" I don't like this game."

"TELL US TELL US TELL US!" They both chanted.

"Fine! I like... Peter." I whisper the last word and he gasps.

"What did you say?" Steve.

"NOTHING!" I yell blushing like an idiot.

" I won't ask." He walks off.

"Rory, are you kidding?" Peter quietly asks.

I simply shake my head.

Peter's POV
O...k.

"I like you too." I mumble.

"Re-really?" She whispers. I nod and she grins.

Wait. Will Mr Stark have a problem with this?

"No. Just keep it PG-13." I spin around and see Mr Stark smirking and Rory blushing.

"And your dads are gonna know about this." He finishes. 

"... Fuck." 

"LANGUAGE!" 
Aurora's POV
WELP I'm dead.

Stark leaves and I glare at Shuri.

"I'd kill you if it wouldn't cause a diplomatic incident" I snarl.

"Bitch please. You killed 2 politicians when you were 8." I look down.

"And? You can't change the past." 

She sighs.

"Well, what now?"

"MINECRAFT!" I yell.

I love Minecraft!

"Here, I'll use my world!"

"YES LET US MINE AND CRAFT IT SHALL BE FUN!" Shuri yells.

"LET US INDEED!" I scream back.

"Oh look, little insane children!" All three of us turn to see some goofy bitch just chillin' at the door. 

"Bitch, we aren't insane. We just, see the world differently." I snap back.

"ooh Damn sis!" I hear whispers behind me.

"All talk no show. Fight me little bitch!" He replies.

"Rory are you really gonna fight him?"  YEAH!

He swings on me and I duck.

"Ah fuck. I can't believe you done this!" I quip and *BANG*

I see Shuri holding a smoking gun.

"Oh he's not dead. I just shot him in the shoulder, and he passed out." She shrugs.

I teleport him elsewhere.

I sit down, and flowers start blooming. Soon, the floor is covered in wild flowers.

"Woah! COOL!" Pete shouts. 
Red and blue flowers bloom around him and he gasps.

"My colors!" 

I swirl purple and black flowers around Shuri's head and it forms a flower crown.

"Hello young midgaurdians, what is going on?" LOKI!

"Flowers!" 

Green, black and gold roses hang from the ceiling.


Loki ends up joining in, conjuring vines that hang down from the roof.

"What the fuck happened here?" Bucky asks. 

I go invisible and hope he doesn't notice.

"Ok I'm gonna... go." He leaves and that is one conversation I wanna avoid.

"Hey guys wanna know a fact?" I ask, scaring them.

"Go ahead..."

"If you don't fight for what you want, don't cry for what you lose." 

Everyone nods.

"Brother! Val has arrived!" Loki face palms.

"Who's Val?"

"A.... friend.

"Hey why'd the chicken cross the road?" I ask Shuri.

"To get the other side?" 

"No dumbass, to get to the idiots house."

She raises an eyebrow and I grin.

"Knock knock?" 

"*SIGH* Who's there?"

"The chicken." 

"BITCH I GIVE YOU TEN SECONDS TO RUN I SWEAR!" I'm running!

I race off and run into a person.

"Oh shit sorry ma'am!" She turns around and she seems like the type of person who gets respected.

"Ok strange child." I run off, not wanting to incur the wrath of the Princess of Wakanda. 




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