~Chapter Three~

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"We can't let Nick win." Bucky said pissed off. Steve sighed, that was the eighth time he said that in the four minutes they were in the car.

"It's not like we have a choice, Buck. If Agent Fury wants something, he gets it." He responded. Bucky sighed.

"I know." He replied.

"What do you guys think about it?" Clint asked. He was at the training room with Sam and Natasha. Wilson shrugged.

"I don't care. They're just kids. What harm could they do but bitch slap each other?" Nat answered as she punched a bag.

Sam grinned as Clint rolled his eyes.

"She is not going." T'Challa said firmly to Okoye. He was packing their stuff again, ready for the next day of travel.

"He was right though, she does have potential. And you know her temper, how will she act when she finds out you said no?" She responded with a smile.

"I'm more worried about mother if I said yes." T'Challa grinned.

Tony grumbled under his breath as he added chemicals together. Bruce sighed.

"Tony, you do know that it's-"

"Dangerous and will not happen to either of my kids?" Stark interrupted. Bruce gave him a look.

"He's not your kid, heck, he's almost an adult! He'll get to pick as he pleases." Banner countered.

"He's my kid no matter what you or Fury says." Tony grumbled protectively. Bruce rolled his eyes.

"Guys! Guess what!" Peter yelled.

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I know it's short but it's an update...

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