🚨[HEAVY EDITING (editing on hold)]🚨 DISCLAIMER! This story was made in 2020 so any information about future Marvel works will be as if the reader is still from 2020!
(Heavy cringe warning too, sorry y'all)
‼️ALSO CHANGING FROM FEM TO GENDER NEUTRA...
You woke up yet again... but this time you were in a blank bedroom. White walls, white desk, white pillows and blanket. Bleak and plain, morning light searing through sheer curtains to reflect off the walls.
Where were you? A question soon answered when you spot a door to the side. Lifting off the oh-so-comfy bed you stagger over to the door which led down a long hallway. "Oh my Odin..." down the hallway towards the light you see a familiar floor with a few familiar faces, ones too odd for processing at this time of day.
"Morning, nosedive," Tony said as he took a sip from a giant mug of coffee.
"It wasn't a dream..."
"Afraid not... by the way we don't know your name..."
"It's Y/n L/n,"
"Hungry?" Tony asks, tapping away at his phone. "What would you like?" He asks once you nod, gazing around the large living room and connected kitchen.
"Cereal, if that's alright?" You drag on in an awkward realisation of your intrusion.
Tony nods before asking you. "What's your favourite cereal?"
You think a while before replying. "(Favourite cereal),"
Hepoints over to one of the white cabinets in the kitchen. "There might be some in there,"
After a simple nod you walk over, opening the cabinet to see your a box of (favourite cereal). Picking up the box your realise it's almost empty.
"Mr Stark? There is hardly any left," Tony snorts.
"No need for formalities, call me Tony, or as you first called me, Iron ass." You exchange a small apology only for him to assure you, "It's quite a good nickname I'd keep it, JARVIS? Add (favourite cereal) to the shopping list,"
"Of course,"
Your eyes brighten at the sound of the AI. "Oh my god Jarvis! I'm such a big fan! You are the best person to ever exist! I love all the moments you had when helping Peggy and how you tried to take her down but failed and the funny comments you make here and there and I just really really appreciate you so much-" Tony clears his throat. "Sorry..." You glance at Steve who's interest peaked at the mention of Peggy.
"Thank you, Mx L/n, it does feel nice to be appreciated every once in a while..."
Tony scoffs. "I appreciate you every day my dear AI,"
"Let me correct myself, it does feel nice to be complimented on my time as a human and not as an all knowing AI,"
You giggle as Tony rolls his eyes. Pouring milk into the bowl of cereal, JARVIS directs you to where the cutlery was, finally sat down at the table, you start to eat.
"Good to see the fallen angel has woken up from their beauty sleep," Clint says as he starts to make eggs on the stove.
"Good to see Legolas has left his nest in the vents," you retort. A sudden clash in the kitchen brought a smirk to your face.
"You told them about the vents?!" His shouts directed at Tony. You choke on the cereal in your mouth.
"Wait what? You actually stay in the vents?! And to think the fic writers were being silly," you mumbled the last bit but somehow Clint heard you.
"Fic? As in Fan fiction? You read that stuff,"
"Damn you and your hearing aids," you grumble and take your empty bowl to the kitchen and start to clean and dry it. "Uhm, Mr St- Tony, what am I going to do about my clothes because... well I don't think a pair of PJs will last me a long time..." As if on queue Nat walks into the room and snatches the credit card out of Tony's wallet.
"Come with me, kid," she grabs your hand and drags you to her room. She opens the door and ushers you in. Passing some pants over and a shirt, her arms usher you into the bathroom to change.
"Guess I have no say in this..."
"Nope!"
"Miss Romanoff?" You open the door to reveal yourself.
"Call me Nat, also what's the problem?"
"I don't have any shoes..." she thinks for a while. Telling you to wait she comes back moments later dragging Loki by his collar.
"For Odins sake woman! Treat a god with respect!" He straightens out the cotton shirt and pants he was wearing, you remember this to be his Dark world dungeon outfit. "Oh, it seems the Midgardian has awoken..." he sneers, your eyes rolling to mask earlier embarrassment from your made comments.
"You can create shoes right?" Nat asks, folding her arms.
"Create? I'm not a shoemaker!-" Nat glares at him. "I merely conjure up..." he squeaks. You held in a laugh as he stared down at you.
"Can you 'conjure up' a pair for Y/n?" He sighs as green light swirled around his palm, cascading down to your feet.
"Very well but they will be temporary as permanent conjuring is draining... any colour preference?" He asks mockingly.
"F/c," you mumble, he smirks as the green shimmer disappears to leave you with F/c sneakers.
"They will last approximately 12 hours no more than that," Nat nods signalling him to leave the room. You thank him as he turned the corner to supposedly his room.
"Let's go," she grabs your hand her purse and Tony's card. You both makes your way to the elevator and down to the garage.
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