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MJ woke up to see the sun shining in to her eyes, through the crack in the curtains. She groaned, and looked at the time.

8:47 am. MJ shrugged and stumbled out of the bed, blearily blinking her eyes, shoving the sleepiness away. She pushed the door open and smelled peanut butter. She walked towards it and saw that Peter and Ned were already awake and dressed, eating toast and fruit.

"That's my pineapple!" MJ exclaimed, sitting down beside Ned, looking intently at Peter who shrugged.

"Sorry, we were hungry."

MJ sighed and stood up, going into the kitchen and finding a jar of jelly and some frozen waffles. She put three waffles in the toaster oven and waited. When they were done, she spread jelly on them and went to sit by Ned once again. She took a few bites before inhaling the rest, and putting her paper plate in the trash and going into her room to get dressed.

MJ closed the door, and went to her drawers, pulling out some clothes and found her favorite pair of shorts. A faux denim with an elastic waistband. She took off her pajamas and put those shorts on, and found a bra, and put it on and applied deodorant. MJ looked through her shirts and found her cat one. 

It was a little large on her, it had cut-off sleeves and hems. It said "Cat and Me" with the image of a cat next to a cactus.

MJ threw it on, and went to her mirror, and found her lotion, and applied some on her legs. She brushed through her hair and put it in a low ponytail, and slipped her phone in her pocket. MJ opened the door and stepped out.

"Did you happen to bring the bags in last night? I know it was really stressful, and I don't expect you to have..." MJ babbled and Ned nodded.

"I brought in the bags from the stores and your backpack. They are on the couch." Ned said, and MJ thanked him. She went back into her room to quickly grab a pair of black socks. She put them on, and found the bag from Foot Locker, and opened the box with her platform Vans. MJ took the tag off, and started putting them on, when, at the same moment, Peter and MJ's phones began to ring. 

"What is it Ms. Potts?"

"Dragonfly, we need you at the compound ASAP." 

"I'll be there."

MJ hung up the phone and continued tying her Vans. She found her supersuit and shoved it in her backpack and put her phone in with it, and waited.

"Ned, you can take my car keys and drive yourself home, and I'll grab my car later." MJ noted apologetically. Ned nodded, because he understood. MJ tossed him the keys and he walked out. Soon Peter was ready so she picked him up, and he placed his legs around her waist, and MJ felt absurd. She sped as fast as her feet would take her, which was pretty fast, considering she had super speed. MJ let Peter off about twenty yards away from the entrance and they speed-walked the whole way. Winded, they arrived in the conference room, facing at least fifteen others. One green, one blue, one large and green, and another an actual animal and a tree.

MJ found Pepper and looked to her for assistance. Pepper pointed to and empty chair next to the raccoon, so she took it, and waited. A few more people filed into the room, and MJ was glad to see they were all in casual clothes, as if they had also just been called here in the middle of their normal day.

"Okaaayy. Now that everyone's here, we can begin." Tony Stark began, "Last night, there was an attack on the Hard Rock Cafe in Times Square, luckily but unluckily, Dragonfly and Spiderman were there. The woman was named Frances Louise Barrison, better known as Shriek."

MJ shuddered, remembering the woman's terrible voice.

"Shriek said she was sent to kill Agent Jones here," Pepper interceded, and pointed at MJ, as mostly everyone turned around she pursed her lips and sent a small wave. "And obviously did not succeed."

"In security camera footage Barrison asked Dragonfly if she was the backup 'Malcolm' sent. We think this is Malcolm McBride, one of the super villains in her homicidal "family" with Carnage. Barrison has an obsession with being a mother, and she recognised McBride as a son, but he refused to acknowledge it, which caused a period of violence between the two. When Barrison set out to kill McBride's biological mom, it was a fail, and Barrison touched Carrion's bacteria, or whatever, and lots of stuff happened. Basically, now they created a whole new group and are planning strategic attacks around New York." Tony informed the group, and most of them look lost.

"STRATEGIC ATTACKS AROUND NEW YORK." Tony said, in a slow voice, and shook his head,

"Yeah, but why did he want to kill me?" MJ piped up.

"Remember those Hydra agents you beat up two weeks ago? McBride was in contact with them, and used a voice analyzer to figure out that you were a Stark intern, and his goal is to kill all of the younger people working for Tony after his friend Scorn, an offspring symbiote of Venom and Carnage, was defeated by Tony." Pepper explained.

MJ still didn't really understand but she shrugged.

"Alright everyone, raise your hands if you are under the age of twenty-five."

MJ, Peter, the blue robot lady, the tree, the raccoon, the woman with antennae raised their hands. Soon after a dark-skinned woman with two space buns made of braids raised her hand and shrugged.

"Jones is 18, Parker is 18, Nebula is 21, Rocket is....an age under 25, Groot is 15, Mantis is 24, and Shuri is 18." Tony said, and MJ put her hand down.

"Okay, since that's sorted...wait I thought Wanda and Pietro were.." Tony said and Wanda shook her head.

"We turned a few weeks ago."

It was Tony's turn to shake his head. 

"You all are going to have to stay here for a little bit, maybe a week or two so that we can analyze coordinate patterns." Pepper sighed.

There was the usual noises of indignation and anger.

"Jones handled herself just fine, the rest of us could, too!" Rocket hollered over the din, and Peter, Mantis and Shuri nodded. Groot seemed to be playing a video game of sorts.

"GOSH! You young people NEED to listen, we're keeping you safe by doing this!" Tony shouted back, and Shuri rolled her eyes.

"What is stopping these villains from breaking your huge-ass windows and breaking in through the compound anyway, we're no safer in here than out?" Shuri said in an annoyed tone.

"Wh-Hey, I-well, sOmEtHiNg." Tony stutterd.

"Shuri, just deal with it for a bit, then you can come back to Wakanda and work with your tech some more." her brother said, and MJ perked up.

"TECH? Is yours better than ours?" she asked, and Shuri turned to her, a huge grin on her face and an over exaggerated nod.

"I think we're going to get along fine." Shuri said with a smile. MJ nodded, a big grin on her face as well.

"BUT... WHAT. ARE. THOOOOOOOSE?" MJ yelled, pointing at T'challa's (yes, she heard his name) shoes. CrOcS.

Shuri laughed and her brother just sighed and shook his head.

"tHeY aRe My CrOcS." Peter screeched from behind her. Shuri laughed some more, and MJ picked up a candy wrapper from the floor, and handed it to Shuri.

"You know what to do."

"THIS BITCH EMPTY! YEET!" Shuri laugh-yelled and tossed it into the trash can.

"Is your name Trey, because you should go to a basketball game tomorrow, and be a point guard?" MJ added, and Shuri had to sit down she was laughing so hard.

"Miss Keisha, Miss Keisha?" MJ asked as Shuri closed her eyes, still laughing.

MJ's tiredness was wiped completely away, and she was suddenly okay with being here for a week or so.

(A/N: Again, pretty short, but if this means I can update daily, then it's what I'll do. I'm planning on Shuri and MJ being good friends)

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