Girl's Night - A Marvel Short

The Razor, the Mask and the Backup Plan

They now stand in front of the huge white building: tall, with ocean tinted windows and a massive embedded 'A', symbolising the Earth's mightiest heroes. The premises is fully lit, some of the bright yellow light seeps through onto the front lawn. You could probably see right through the headquarters from a mile away. Maybe not Tony's Stark's best design. As the three "heroes" approach the front door they pass perfectly trimmed giant hedges, trees and bushes. All for the rich aesthetic of course.

Natasha, in the lead stands feet apart and looks above at one of the security cameras, like the one Loki waved at earlier. "Welcome, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff and Thor Odinson," a female robotic voice says.

"That's F.R.I.D.A.Y., don't ask me what it stands for," Wanda explains.

Loki nods with genuine interest, "impressive," he mumbles.

All of them enter the enormous structure, ready to execute their plan. Inside it looked more bare than the mischievous god had imagined. There are only a few pieces of furniture that occupy the floor: a few couches, a set of stairs, a desk and a couple of chandeliers. Nat gestures towards the stairs and the two others follow her. Wanda still carries the bag trying to conceal the contents in case an Avenger confronts them. Surprisingly, Loki stays quiet as Natasha guides them to their destination. They continue to go further into the building, closer to Thor's room, now able to make out voices of some of the Avengers. Nat puts her hand up signalling them to stop before the reach the doorway. In case Thor was in the lounge with the other heroes, Loki needed to be hidden.

"And so then I take the tank, fly it right up to the general's palace. Drop it at his feet and I'm like 'boom, you lookin' for this?'" says one of the men in the room. There's no response from any of the other superheroes. "Oh c'mon that story kills every time. Why do I even bother with you guys?" 

They hear a few men laugh then Natasha turns to the other two, "that's Rhodie. I can't see anyone else from here but Loki you need to stay put. Wanda and I'll signal you when to move. Thor's room is on the left here up those stairs, his door should have a big hammer on it. You can't miss it," she pauses, "stay low and try not to be seen. Go when we signal you."

"What's the signal?" He asks,

"Uh... when I say-"

"Toaster," interrupts Wanda. 

Nat and Loki look at her strangely, "a toaster?"

Embarrassingly she replies, "what? I'm kinda hungry."

"Toaster it is," Nat says, shaking her head.

Loki nods awkwardly and watches the two girls walk into the lounge filled with super people. When they enter they see Rhodie, Steve, Clint, Sam, Bucky and Vision sitting and chatting amongst themselves on what looked like very comfortable couches. No Thor though, which meant it'd be okay if Loki got caught, which was very likely to happen. Steve stands greeting the two women, "Nat! Wanda! Come join us, Rhodie was just telling us his... War Machine story?"

Nat smiles, "so we heard. We were just on our way to bed."

"Sorry we can't stay," Wanda adds.

Steve sits back down next to Bucky who looked like he was paying a lot of attention to Wanda. Sam then pipes in, "you're telling me the infamous assassin and witch are going to bed now? It's only 10."

Nat looks over at Wanda, their plan to distract seems to be working. "Oh well, I'm sure we could chat for a few minutes,"

"Wanda, you could come sit next to me if you'd like," Bucky says with his charming smile. He seems a bit more nervous and uncomfortable than usual.