Damaged Walls

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Noon
Training Room...

"What did that wall ever to do you?" I hear Tiff tease as I've been kicking the ball really hard at the wall without any equipment by it.

"It's not what the wall did to me, it's who I'm imagining the wall to be." I counter settling the ball and turning to face her.

"Oh. Yeah. Sorry I didn't pick up earlier. I was kind of asleep." She apologizes. "Why'd you need?"

"A ride." She raises an eyebrow. "I kind of got a DUI."

"Oh my God, Veronica!" She scowls me. "Do you know---"

"I don't need another lecture, Tiffany." I cut her off. "I already got one from Stark. Now what do you want?" I ask a bit annoyed.

"Well I haven't seen you all morning so I went to find you and Stark wants us in his lab, it's noon." She explains.

I sigh while rubbing my temples a bit. "K." I sluggishly follow her to the elevator.

Couple Hours Later
Lab...

Tony has run some tests on us, mostly physical stuff like monitoring us while we are running on the treadmill, seeing how many situps we can do, how many push ups we can do, pull-ups, stuff like that, how fast we can run the mile. Which is pretty fast I might add, *flips hair*. Right now me and Pietro are comparing our speed, though.

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"So." Tony says as we walk out onto the roof."First person to get the bag of blueberries I left on the counter in the lobby on the first floor and gets back here wins." He commands.

Pietro and I nod get in running stance.

"3, 2, 1 go." We both speed off.

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"Dammit Pietro!" I say a bit out of breath as I get back to the roof to see Tony eating the blueberries a few seconds later.

"What was I too fast for you?" He mocks walking up to me.

"Is that the first time you said that?" I mock back putting my hands a bit below my ribs, catching my breath.

"I don't know ask yourself." He smirks, I give him a blank really look.

Lab...

"Since your speed isn't to it's full potential, you will be training with Pietro everyday to get you used to running a bit more." Tony commands while writing stuff on his clipboard. "Now I just need some blood samples." Tony warns us. My eyes widen, I look at Tiffany as she rolls up her sleeves.

I give her a 'what the fuck am I going to do?' look, she gives me a 'I don't fucking know, it's your problem' look back. Pietro, who is still with us because he can, looks at us weird.

"Doesn't SHIELD have my blood type on file?" I try to avoid.

"Yeah, but me and Banner run some tests on the blood." Tony shrugs as he takes out the needle. "Is that a problem?" He questions.

"No, no." I shake my head no quickly. "No." I sit down in a chair as Wanda walks in, most likely looking for Pietro.

"K, good." He says monotonically as he comes over with the needle in his hand. "Lift up your sleeve." He gestures.

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