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"Mia..." A voice trailed off cynically as it approached the sleeping Avenger.
"Mia..." It spoke once more as their finger moved a strand of hair away from her face.
Mia's eyes didn't even open as she grabbed the hand and broke every bone in it before snuggling further into her pillow.
"Fuck me!" She heard the voice shout before another spoke, "Told you not to wake her up, Nat."
Natasha rolled her eyes at Elijah, "Wake her up for me? Mia, you're a little bitch," She muttered as she walked out, cursing about her now broken hand before joining the other siblings in the living room.
"She break your hand?" Kol asked, not even looking up from his phone as he sipped on a glass of blood.
"Yes," Natasha grunted.
Rebekah chuckled softly before biting into her wrist and letting some of her blood drip into an empty glass, "Told you it wasn't a good idea."
Klaus glanced at the woman as he walked inside, pulling Kol's legs off the couch before taking his seat, "Why do you even need her awake? It's nine am. She's never awake this early. She doesn't believe the day starts until at least 12 o'clock."
The Avenger chuckled as she felt her hand heal rapidly, "She's got a mission. A very fun one too."
The vampires frowned, "I thought she wasn't going on missions for a while?"
"Everyone else is... not the right criteria for this one."
"Criteria?" Kol asked, this time looking up from his phone.
"Mia never told you she took pole dancing classes?"
Their eyes widened as their jaws dropped, "What?"
Kol discreetly grabbed a pillow and held it on his lap while they continued to stare at the red head, "She did?"
Natasha nodded with a smirk, "Oh yeah, she got good at it too. An Avenger with the talents of a stripper is very helpful on honeypot missions."
"Honeypot?" Rebekah asked, her mind still in a trance at the thought of Mia's body covered in only red lingerie as she danced along a stage.
"Mhm. Seducing the target for information. Mia never told you about these? They are her favourite," Natasha teased as Mia herself walked in.
"They actually make me want to kill myself but close enough," The blonde corrected as she sipped on a cup of coffee Elijah had made her on their way down.
Kol smirked as he pulled her into his lap, "So, since when was our girl a stripper? And when were you going to tell us?"
Mia rolled her eyes, "I wasn't a stripper, I was a..." Natasha stared at her, causing her to sigh, "Yeah, I was a stripper. It was only for missions though... and for when Tony took away my credit card."
