Dove and Dart (Under Extreme Editing)

Fury or Furry

Dart:

Fury was seated at his desk staring, with his one eye, at a holo-communicator on his desk that was displaying some pentagon officials.

"I don't care if they did some damage to the landscaping around the capitol, they saved the world! I could care less about your rose bushes and way more about the fact we aren't enslaved my another alien race!" He glanced up and saw me. With a frown he nodded me over. When he spotted Bird girl behind me, however, his frown deepened so much that wrinkles showed under his eye patch.

I came and stood beside him in an at ease position with my legs shoulder width apart and my hands clasped in front of me.

"Pentagon officials, I would like you to meet one of the best soldiers I have in training, Dylan Barton."

I nodded a hello and went back to staring blankly at the wall like every block head soldier is required to do. I saw Bird girl shuffle in the corner of my eye and I hoped she would keep her mouth shut. But if her past actions were any indication of her common characteristics, she would speak up, and more than likely at the worst time possible.

"We will have SHIELD pay for the damages. We can't have every super hero at your disposal destroying significant artifacts and getting away with it."

"Pardon me, councilmen, but I don't think some damn rose bushes around the capitol building count as significant artifacts."

"The point is, Fury, we cannot let your soldiers think they can upset and destroy United States property without compensation. Artifacts or not, a few rose bushes to spruce up the place gives the people a peace of mind. If we didn't put forth an effort to make the government grounds more, welcoming and nice, no one would put faith in the United States Government."

"Fair enough. Consider your flowers replaced."

"Thank you for your time. Fury. Dylan."

With the slap of his hand on a button, Fury cut off the communicator and the council's goodbyes.

"What are you doing in my office Barton?"

"The prisoner has requested information as to why she is being held, sir."

"Barton, do you really think after your outburst this morning and your previous delinquent behavior that I would offer that information to you, or a prisoner that you have busted out of her cell?"

"No sir."

"Then why are we having this discussion?"

"I am not requesting the information."

"Oh, are you demanding it then?"

"No sir, Coulson is."

Fury stared at me for a moment, and I kept solid, unwavering eye contact. There was no backing down now.

"Should I deliver the reports to him or just magically trust you enough to hand them over?"

"He wants you to send them to him through the database. To his mainframe computer in the training simulation room."

Fury nods and starts searching files on his computer. I try to appear nonchalant, like I am just delivering a message and I don't have an ulterior motive. Fury would glance from the computer screen to me, and back again.

Please, please, please! Stay quiet!

Fury hit enter a loading bar pulled up, the green indicator slowly moved towards one hundred percent. I glanced at Bird girl, she was looking around the office with curiosity.

98%.

"So these are the files about me, right?"

Crap!