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Kara, Agent Barton, Steve, Natasha, and Diana walked to a quinjet where an agent stopped them. "Hey, you guys aren't authorized to be in here," he said.
"Son, just don't," Steve said.
The agent reluctantly walked off of the quinjet, head hanging down.
"Where's Stark?" Natasha asked.
"He got a head start," Kara answered.
"Any word from Banner or Thor?" Diana asked. She sat down next to Kara and placed her sword on her belt.
"None," Steve said, putting his shield next to him. Natasha sat in the front next to Barton. Seconds later, the quinjet rumbled and they were off.
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Packing an overnight bag, Star bounced around in her room to One Direction's What Makes You Beautiful. Going to the kitchen, she did a pirouette to the refrigerator. She grabbed a Gatorade and closed the door with her hip. Star walked to the charred curtains, sitting on the counter. "Mom, is so going to kill me," she whined. She walked to the pantry and stood on her toes, reaching for a can of Pringles.
She went back to her room and threw her snacks into her backpack. Putting on her light pink Vans and her jean jacket, she walked out of the apartment.
Going down the stairs of the building, Star pulled her keychain from around her neck. She stopped on the 3rd floor and started venturing down the hall, looking for Number 374.
She pulled her headphones off of her head, letting them rest on her shoulders. Finding the apartment, Star unlocked the door and walked in. "Uncle Arty, you in here?" she called out. She dropped her bag on the counter and walked throughout the house.
"In the bathroom," Arthur said, head tucked behind the toilet. His head popped up and he smiled. "Hey, Star," he said. He stood up and wiped his hands on a towel. "What's up?"
