A/n: alr so, I actually have holidays rn. God, I'm so glad.
Do you prefer third-person or first-person?
Anywayyys, here's a new chapter :)
I'd say it's time for "Bat", right?
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Y/n's POV:
Sooo, yeah - there were still some things I hadn't told them. But like, I still wanna have fun, right? Obviously, being me, I stashed some snacks along with my favorite blanket in a vent - not the ones Clint likes to hide in-and took my laptop. It was still the one I assembled months ago.
Alright... Stark Industries... Location Avengers Tower... Private Quarters... Cameras... There we go.
I snickered to myself. This was gonna be good. Most of them were training at the moment, Thor was munching a poptart again, Peter and Tony were tinkering in the lab.
How about I make my presence known? Sorry, FRIDAY, but I had to shut her off - temporarily.
Every screen now read: «Guess who's baack»
That earned me some expressions I definitely did and didn't save to my gallery, but shhh.
«I'll give you a hint: 🦇»
Almost everyone was staring at a screen now.
"Bat, right?" Bruce guessed, looking up from the board covered in equations.
«Yup. It's me, Bat. Told you I'd return ;) Also, Bruceee, you made a mistake in that equation»
He stared dumbfounded at the board, then back at the screen.
«(insert some super scientific math step here)»
Tony, across the lab, raised a brow.
"How do you know that?"
«Classified. How about you just appreciate my help?»
That made Peter snicker.
"She's right, Mr. Stark. There are smart people out there too and she did help, so maybe just thank her?"
Tony squinted at the screen.
"You're a kid, right? Wanna be my intern?"
«You think I wanna be your intern? Pfffft»
Since I was 'talking' with the lab crew now, but the others could still see the messages, I projected the live camera feed from the lab to every screen someone was watching. They could follow the whole conversation. No sound, but my AI whipped up live captions.
I won't bore you with the rest of Tony's mildly offended rambling - honestly, it was him trying desperately to keep his dignity.
Meanwhile, the training room reactions? Steve looked concerned. Yelena? She had that smirk like she knew something the others didn't - which she actually did.
Remember when I told her I had access to the cameras and hacked FRIDAY? Pretty sure she knew it was me but stayed silent.
That smirk told me she had plans. No clue if they'd be against me or in my favor, but I had to stay alert.
Nat's expression was unreadable as always, but at one point she exchanged a glance with Yelena that definitely wasn't good news. What had I gotten myself into?
And Wanda? Nowhere to be found. Obviously no cameras in the bathrooms, the bedroom cams were limited and sometimes disconnected - for obvious reasons.
And no cameras in certain rooms... or the vents. Right, the vents where I was hiding.
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