"YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT YOU KIDNAPPED ME TO FIGHT WITH CAPTAIN AMERICA AGAINST IRON MAN? NO WAY."
In which Alison Marnell deals with the casual life of a superhero while also trying to balance homework, tests, and the regular plights of high school...
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"And this is when I start to freak out and piss my pants at the same time. Just kidding, I'd probably just scream."
Germany Airport, April 2016-
"Suit up," Ali muttered to herself, looking at the surrounding superheroes. "How an I supposed to suit up?" All of them were walking towards their designated modes of transport, so Alison just straggled along behind Wanda.
Once everyone had grabbed their superhero garb, the seven lingered by the back of the van, waiting for the chance to change. Surprisingly enough, superheroes still had to change into their uniforms, even if they hated admitting they did.
"Here," Steve, already in his suit, delicately handed her a folded black catsuit, with refined red lines outlining the suit, giving it a slight pop. "Sharon gave it to me, just in case we had an extra member. I had no idea why, but now I realize she might have because she knew you were coming."
"That was my doing!" Clint hollered proudly. "Told Sharon about Alison and to bring an extra suit, I mean." He muttered sheepishly. The statement was so out of the ordinary for the serious man, that Alison gave out a small laugh.
"That man is so unpredictable," Alison sighed, earning a small chuckle from Steve. "Thanks," she replied fondly to Steve, taking the uniform. "Now I won't have to go out in a floral dress smelling slightly of alcohol and a tight leather jacket."
Wanda hopped out of the van, nodding at Alison. "Your turn, now get out of that nasty outfit." Crinkling her nose from the smell, she pulled her fingerless gloves on, finalizing the last bit of her outfit. "Come on, we don't have all day."
Alison gave her a quick nod, and hopped into the van. She struggled getting the suit on, as it was so tight. She eventually got out of the van, the temporary suit on. Alison nervously crossed her arms in front of her chest, her cheeks flushed a tiny bit red. Ali's hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, out of the way for when she had to fight.
"Whatcha hiding under there?" Wanda gestured to her crossed arms, teasing the girl. Wanda was comfortable in her outfit, clearly used to the outfit on her. It wasn't as comfortable as the one she had worn in Sokovia, but it would suffice for. the battle ahead.
"It shows my cleavage." Alison admitted embarrassingly, dropping her arms down to her sides. While the catsuit did do a little of exposing her cleavage, it didn't seem as bad as the girl said it was.
Wanda chuckled, and patted her on the back. "Be grateful you have some. I have to wear a corset to push my already small ones up. But look on the bright side. Now you can look semi-sexy and still kick ass. Besides, it just looks like you're wearing a copy of the Black Widow suit. Doesn't look too bad."
The two shared a laugh, as Clint, the last one dressing out, finally got out of the van. "Wanda and Ali stay with me." He said, pulling out his bow and slinging his quiver of arrows across his back. "I don't want either of you to get hurt, you guys are my responsibility today. I don't want either of you to leave my side."
