Chapter 8: The Good Life

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Hi! I'm back! sorry it's been so long since the last update, I have been busy with NaNoWriMo and things, but now I have the next chapter ready! so here you go!

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Kennedy POV

The warm yellow sunlight streams through my window, hitting my eyelids and waking me up, I open my eyes and sit up just enough to look at the clock, it reads 6:32 A.M. I plop back down in my bed and cover my head with a pillow.

"Stupid floor to ceiling window." I grumble into my pillow and try to get back to sleep for a little while. Just as I begin to drift back to sleep there is a knock on my door. I let out a loud sleepy groan, it's too early for this.

"Uuu, does that mean come in?" I hear Peter ask from outside the door. I finally sit up and start to get out of bed.

"Ugg, come in I guess." Peter opens the door and steps in just a bit, indicating he doesn't plan to stay long.

"Not a morning person I'm guessing?" He asks as I stare blankly back at him.

"How can you be so energetic this early? It's unnatural." I try to rub the sleep from my eyes.

"Every day has so much potential, I guess I don't want to waste a minute of it." He responds with a smile thats brighter then my future.

"That's very poetic of you, now what do you want?" That sounded ruder than I wanted it to, but Peter doesn't seem to notice.

"Oh yeah, Tony said to tell you that breakfast is at eight."

"Wait, Tony invited me to breakfast? What's that about?" I wonder with a yawn.

"I don't know, but if I we're you I wouldn't miss it. Mondays is when Vision makes his famous omelets for everyone in the tower."

"Vision is here right now?" I ask, getting a little more awake and excited.

"Yeah, Vision is usually here."

"Who else is here right now?"

"I guess you'll have to come to breakfast and see." With that Peter leaves the room, I look up at the clock and it's now 7:00. No way i'm going back to bed when I could be down stairs meeting more Avengers. I take a cold shower which helps to wake me up, then get dressed in my original green maxi skirt from the day this all started. After brushing through my matted hair and pulling it up into a ponytail, I turn my doorknob and find it unlocked. In the elevator there is a sticky note on the button for floor 81 that says, 'this one -Peter." I giggle and peal it off before pressing the button. When the door open I find myself face to face with Tony, who was apparently waiting for the elevator.

"Hey firecracker, Vision has some omelets cooking, you might want to hurry while they're still hot." he greets me as I step out.

"Okay, what's this about?" I question him before he leaves.

"What?"

"You being all nice to me and inviting me to breakfast, what do you need this time?" He shrugs as he gets in the elevator.

"Nothing, just call it a thank you for yesterday. Save me an omelet." He finishes, disappearing behind the closing doors. I walk over to the kitchen, internally screaming as I see that not only are Peter, Vision, Bruce Banner, and Pepper in the kitchen, but also Ant-Man, Falcon, War-Machine, and Scarlet Witch, all gathered around the bar watching Vision cook. Peter looks over his shoulder and sees me coming.

"Hey Kennedy, have a seat," He pats the stool next to him and I oblige, sitting between him and Scarlet Witch, I try my best not to look creepy as I stare at her in admiration. "Hey guys, how many of you have met Kennedy?" Peter asks getting everyone's attention. Bruce and Pepper raise their hands, "Well, to everyone else, this is Kennedy," Then he turns to me, Kennedy this is Scott, Sam, Rhodey, Wanda, and Vision." He points to each of them in turn.

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