Peng?

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The sun woke me up.

The soft morning glow seeping through the gap between the curtains. A warm hand lay limply on my stomach, I smiled recalling the steamy events which had taken place last night. Gosh did I have a good night.

I slid quietly out of bed, quickly on my clothes from yesterday and swiftly exited the room. It was around 8 'o clock and I had a important meeting at 9.

As I stepped out the lift into the corridor Barton whistled at me. I stopped, muttering curses under my breath.

"Someone had a late night." His tone was cheery and mocking.

"It's not what it looks like" I replied trying to think of an excuse.

"So you didn't bang our Captain then?" He asked raising his eyebrows.

I frowned walking with him. "That my friend is none of you're business."

"Uh huh." He said giving me the eyes.

"Oh go away, is it so wrong that I like him?" I retorted hitting him on the shoulder with my stilettos.

"Ow! I didn't say anything, it's weirdly cute, maybe you'll get him to loosen up." Clint patted me on the back. "You should get changed before anyone else sees."

I threw him a sarcastic smile. "Thanks for the advice grandad."

With that I entered my lounge, shutting the door behind me. If someone had told me one month ago that I would be a member of the Avengers and dating Captain America I would of sent them to a mental hospital. As if this was my life now. I felt a part of me sink at the thought of my plan. The plan which involved abandoning them in France before running off to find my possibly alive mother. My stomach flipped with nerves thinking about it, what if she really was dead? What if the messages were someone's idea of a sick joke? I shook off the idea, no I had to hold onto the hope that she was still alive, what if she was in danger and it was all a cry for help? I mean family doesn't demit family.

-

"You said this was one of there WW1 bases right?" I asked Tony, analysing the map of the HYDRA base just outside Paris.

"Yup, one of the first." He replied.

"Okay, the majority of the German built bases had underground tunnelling which made food and supply deliveries easier and more covert. The Mort used to use them to sneek my Dad through, most of them often had different paths, some led to a storage units, some led straight to a control rooms or a lab of some sought."

"Jarvis scan for underground enterances." Stark hit his little ipad thing onto the table and I full scale holographic image of the base appeared.

"Miss Taylor is correct sir, tunnelling leading to the control room from outside the base is present and seems to be unused. Entrance into control room is blocked by a stone wall."

"So you guys fly in first causing havoc, me and firework here, go through the tunnels. Bang, we blow through the blockage and boom steal all their plans before destroying eveything and taking the sceptre if its there." The Genius spoke quickly making the whole mission sound like a piece of cake.

"Right okay, why do I have to go with you?" I asked seriously annoyed at the prospect of having to spend so much time with Stark.

"Because blondie, firstly you seem to know alot about the HYDRA base setup and two if my blasters fail or I get squished you're basically immortal and have explosive powers. Win win siuation." He babbled quickly, as usual though his babbling did have sense to it.

"That's a plan then. We leave at 0800 hours Friday, use tomorrow to get yourselves sorted." The Cap announced from the back of the room. He had been suprisingly quiet during the meeting.

I watched as everybody exited the room to do there own thing. Clint pulled his phone out his pocket and began dialling a number, wife's no doubt. Nat was chatting away to Banner, she so had a thing for him and Thor was yapping away to Stark, something about his beloved hammer.

"You slipped out this morning." Steve said pulling me towards him.

"Meeting at HQ. Plus you looked far too cosy to wake up. I mean the pillow drouling, you looked peng." I replied laughing at his embarassed expression. "Anyway, Captain Rogers, I have some preparation to do. See you at 2100 hours my room, don't be late." I said kissing him on the lips before strutting out the room.

Had I just given my boss a booty call time?

"Jarvis, what does peng mean?" I heard the solidier ask as I walked away down the corridor.

"British slang for attractive, sir." The system replied, I shook my head laughing. I was gonna miss Steve the most by far.

-

"Yo Thor!" I yelled entering the training room. The god turned to face me. "One on one?" I asked, signalling towards the ring.

"Of course Miss Tayler, but i'm not sure it will be a fair battle." He said cockily.

I laughed at his confidence, "What because I'm a girl?"

"No I do not doubt the strength of the female gender, on Asgard some of our strongest warriors are female. I simply mean I'm a God. The Mighty Thor of Asg-" I threw a flame forward which knocked his legs away leaving the 'god' in a heap on the floor.

"No powers." He said giving me a grumpy look.

I shrugged. "No hammer, No weapons."

"Fine." He replied through gritted teeth.

"Fine." I replied just as icily.

Thor and I lay in a heap, tangled in the elastic roping that once surrounded the ring. A steak knife was deeply lodged in my right shoulder and a fork was stuck in Thor's calf.

"I'm guessing the ring is out action then?" Natasha asked pulling me out of the entwined ropes, she grabbed a dagger from the shelf to cut the giant God free of his stringy chains.

"It was his fault." I said pointing at Thor. "He broke the rules and used the hammer."

"You threw a fork at me!" He growled standing up.

"Where did you even get a fork-" Nat started sounding confused.

"Only because I saw you reaching for the Hammer!" I retorted.

"Because I saw you with the fork-"

"Oh Fork off!"

"SHUT IT!" The redhead yelled breaking the up the bickering. "You're both like children-for goodness sake Em remove the knife from your shoulder already."

I winced slightly remembering the presence of the steal blade. "Can't it's stuck." Thor reached forward and quickly yanked the item out unexpectedly, I yelped in pain. "Ow! A little warning would've been nice."

He smirked at me removing the fork. I gave him a sarcastic smile in return as he turned away to get changed.

"OW OW OW!" The god let out girly screams as I set fire to his shorts.
Natasha raised her eyebrows at me.

I sighed sucking away the flames "What couldn't miss the opportunity. See you later Thor!" He spun his hammer around in his one hand, a rude sign present on the other.

"You're worse than Stark sometimes." She laughed attaching the ropes from the ring back to where they should be.

"I'm taking that as a compliment."

"It's nice to have another girl around though. We should do some retail therapy sometime, I know a knife guy." Nat responded hooking the last cable on.

My stomach twisted, i'll be gone by Saturday. "Sure, I'd like that." I allowed a false smile to plant itself on my face. Why did they all have to be so nice?

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