~~~Nico Pov~~~
It's been a while since I first trained with Tasha, and by a while, I mean about 3 days, but that's not the point. For the past three days, I've mostly been settling into (and getting to know my way around) the tower. Tasha has created a training schedule for me that involves training 3 days a week (Monday, Tuesday and Thursday) giving me the rest of the week to do whatever I choose.
I walk into the kitchen and I'm immediately greeted by the smell of waffles, "Okay, who's making waffles?" I ask walking around the bar and sitting down.
"Clint, he's essentially the only one of us that can cook," Steve answers sitting next to me.
"Good to know. I won't ask any of you to cook me anything."
"Yeah, that's for the best."
I partially smile and was going to have to deal with awkward silence, but Clint chose that moment to hand us our waffles, "any toppings?"
"Whipped cream, syrup, and blueberries please," Steve says politely.
"What about you Nico?"
"I'm okay," I dismiss.
"You sure? No, whip cream or syrup?" Clint checks.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I don't usually eat much in the morning."
"I get that. I didn't actually eat breakfast at all until I was like 24."
I just smile and grab a fork before starting to cut my waffle into bites. Luckily Clint goes back into the kitchen and starts cooking more waffles. After getting Steve his toppings of course.
"So, Nico," Steve says in between bites, "You said you fought with a sword?"
"Yeah, It's what I usually use."
"Think you'd be able to show me?"
"Sure what time. I don't really have anything to do so any time will work for me."
"What about after this. Well not exactly after this because you shouldn't do physical activities so quickly after eating, but you know what I mean."
"After this works," I confirm, "I am going to change into different clothes though. Tasha finally convinced me to wear training clothes the other day and they're easier to move in.
"That is what they're designed for."
"Alright, I'll meet you in the gym," I state standing up and grabbing my plate to take it into the kitchen.
"Cool, and you don't have to do that. Tony has a robot who does all the cleaning and stuff."
"Oh, that's helpful," I acknowledge setting my plate down and walking back to my room to change.
A/N I know its an actual update!! So, I realized if I were to put the whole scene I have in mind in one chapter, that it would be a very long chapter (and would take a lot more time to write), so I decided to split it into two (possibly 3) parts. I also promised you guys an update today and I didn't want to not do that, but I didn't want to post something I didn't feel ended at a break in the story. All of that and it's getting late and I'm exhausted, so I hope you all enjoyed the chapter!! Have a good day (or night)!!
P.S. Can you tell I'm hungry??
-Misty <3
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Godson of the Widow
Fiksi PenggemarBefore Nico di Angelo was put into the Lotus Hotel his mother, Maria, was killed. He doesn't remember a lot about before the Lotus Hotel, so how was he supposed to know that he had a godmother that was somehow still alive. Natasha Romanoff was an as...
