You Mean Everything To Me (Avengers/OUAT Fanfic)

7. Fury was furious

[Willow]

"Hit me!" she yelled at me. "HIT ME."

Me and Natasha were currently sparring as a bit of training. I pushed forward my fist and landed a punch right on her left eye. She tried to go for my jaw, but I blocked her, kicking her stomach in the process.

"Jesus girls, calm down." I snapped my head round to see who spoke. It was Steve. I looked at Natasha, asking permission to leave with my eyes. She nodded, holding her stomach.

I looked at Steve as I was taking off my sparring gear. "Speak, but make it quick." I looked at him blankly.

"Well," He said scratching the back of his head nervously. "I have to go on a... personal mission. Anyway, I was supposed to take care of Loki today, but I can't. I would ask Tove, but she spent 4 minutes with him earlier and tried to rip his face off. Please. This is really important to me."

I could see Steve was about to burst into tears so I smiled. "I will."

"I know it's a burden and i-" Steve looked at me. "Really?" He looked so happy and I gave a small smile.

"Really Steve. Now go." I said pushing him out the door. He yelled thanks over his shoulder as he raced out of the room. "Do you mind if I go?" I asked Natasha with puppy eyes.

"Of course, you idiot. And stop giving me those eyes. I wanna hug you, and thats rare." She smiled at me and I walked out of the room. I went to my room quickly, got changed into my normal clothes. I picked up my gun, just in case, and walked out.

When I arrived in Loki's prison room, Fury was furious. Oh  my lord, I'm hilarious.

"Where the hell is Rogers? He was supposed to be here 20 minutes ago." Fury was pacing around the room, nearly purple with rage.

"Rogers is on a personal mission. I'm here, leave." I glared at Fury and he nodded, then left.

"Well, well, well, Miss Bright and Colourful here to save the day. What happened to your little friend?" I whipped my head around, to see Loki leaning against the wall of his glass box.

"Tove's on break." I realised I couldn't just sit still for the next few hours, so I decided to train a bit.  I did a side aerial, before I was interrupted again.

"Aww. I like that one. She had a cute little british accent and she actually spoke to me." Loki said laughing.

I just ignored him and tried to go from an illusion into a handspring tuck, but failed and landed on my side. I could hear Loki laughing inside. 

"That was a good one." He said in between laughs.

I stormed over to his cage. "Listen here, Antlers. I could kill you in over 18 different ways, and that's without my knife," I activated the knife in my sleeve. "Or my gun." I pulled up my shorts a bit so he could see the guns. "So you say one more snarky comment, I won't hesitate to kick your immortal ass." I glared at him so hard, I think he was shaking. 

"Holy Helheim. I'll shut up if you stop staring at me." 

I smiled at him sweetly and then went back to chucking my knife up.

HAAII. This took me forever to write. I'm excited for chapter 9! I had to try hard not to sneak some Magnus Chase trivia in here, cause thats why it took me a week to write 563 words. Anywho, bye! Also, I have no idea what Alex has planned for you ;)

Sophie xxx