Life Just Keeps Going On

Loki and The Douche

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I yawned and sat up in my bed, dazed and disoriented... and hungry. I took a quick shower, then changed into my clothes. My clock displayed the time--9:07 AM--on its bright red LED screen. That's funny, no one woke me up today. I thought Fury or Dad would have, telling me to get training or to go back into the cage. Or just because sleeping in wasn't an option on this fake island, there were so many freaking things to do. 

I walked down the corridors and entered the 'food court,' as I liked to call it. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks were served only here, which sucked since I'd have to walk all the way here just to get something. Wait... I can just teleport. Nice Indi, smart ass. 

I grabbed some french toast and syrup, and managed to douse the yummified bread in the sugary topping without making it too soggy. I was alone, Dad must be doing some SHEILD stuff... I hated being alone on the Hydro-Base. It made me feel vulnerable, like someone was right behind me with a fucking knife or spear ready to attack.

Somone knocked on the window. I screamed and turned around, fireball already formed in my palm. I breathed a sigh of relief- it was just Fury. He motioned for me to come over, so I opened the door and met him outside.

"Hey chief, what's cooking?" I asked curiously.

"Listen, we need you to stay in your room for today. Don't go running through the halls, come in the main area, whatever. We're having... special guests over, and your father doesn't want you to be a part of it." He explained. I frowned, weighed my options, and decided that it was best if I listened to Fury. He, and dad, could kick my ass... and dad could ground me on top of that.

"FIne... I still want to know what's happening though. When they leave, I'm finding out." I declared, then went back inside to finish my meal before he could respond. 

When my plate was cleared, I put it in the sink so the kitchen staff could clean it. I returned to my room, blaring my speakers up to random pop songs.

I was bored out of my goddamn mind. I played volleyball with the wall, did my homework for today, called Eli (but he didn't pick up, which angered me), called mama and told her everything I could, read a book on DNA, then slept a little.

I felt the Hydro thrust up into the air for about five seconds. I held back a shriek and tightly grasped the bed, scared shitless. Once it stopped, everything rattled back into place. What the fuck was that? If only I had a goddamn window in here, ah! 

You know what? I don't give a shit about some stupid ass guests. I'm going to the lab.

I grabbed my textbooks and transported there, to make sure Fury wouldn't catch me out and about.  I opened up a metal drawer, took out an expo marker, and began to solve and simplify equations. I soon calmed down from my bouts of screaming and fits of rage and cursing. It looked like no one would be coming in here any time soon; I wouldn't have to worry about being caught.

I spent another hour in the lab, and had gone out only once, to grab an extra large cup of coffee from the food court. My hair was now tied up in a super messy bun, and the expo marker was strategically place through said messy bun, giving me a cute nerdy look while also giving me the advantage of whipping out the marker quickly when needed.

"You're gonna love it, Doc. We got all the toys." I heard a woman say. She was far, but close enough. Okay, panic mode, panic mode... the desk! 

I hastily hid behind the desk, wanting to transport but also wanting to stay and find out who the person was. Eh, I'll just tell Fury I forgot I had that power. I waited until I heard someone open the door.