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lwlrence · 9 months ago

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maturing is knowing pornhub is actually very educational if you knew the limits to sexual desire than the exposure of nudity is like to medical community to release and explore bodies for a way to cure diseases acutely measured to women's privacy being protected online (haya)

so women do post nudes online and you may have heard e-safety video's about girls as young as 9 being exposed online for 'trash fantasies' kids may have growing up being publicly aware of what flesh can do, or so sexism being narrated in older women esteemed enough that their lives are not great enough to sustain lives of their own (emotional incest) so, it would actually damage womens lives growing up much later on that they would never feel to appeal to the eyes of the public from hate sensitivity that they remain the same due to the way images corrupt a mans mind from enigmatic control (women being men) so it would make lives of poverty stricken women so much harder to realise the truth in social democracy that time and time itself again, TV is actually forbidden to be seen from years on after because the way the world realised to poverty stricken women is the moment their bodies are realised by worth and not esteem based emotional irritation TV characters occur to.

not much like the latter that a naked woman can do but it's objectification that scores instant gratification making the end times scenario's much easier to face on a TV based theory (like my blog) but you do know (blog handles) that your power have so much accuracy in irritation against the boggled minds as i do with my list of people i aim to guarantee that no words can hurt you, here is my theory resolution scenarios.

Rachel Berry (Glee) = 00's energy is complete with you being the main character

Selena Gomez (Glee) = self image is restored

Demi Lovato (Doctor Who) = 1984 - George Orwell has officially ended

Keanu Reeves (Matrix) = social deficit on poverty making equals of everybody

Will Schuester (Mindhunter) = responsibility is guarded for partners to feel safe with each other than without

Anson Seabra (Little Birds) = your social circle is protected from hate eternally

there is in every way that society is guarded on devices only (innovation restoration) for what is created gets used like of (gadgets now are similar to the human heart) so, there is what will be restored in actual reality after the major world ending case scenario's every TV show faces in retaliation

Rachel Berry = (apple phone) Doctors face a childhood situation that occurs to them later in life that is a metaphor of their lives effecting to how they met River 14, so she lives her life separate to the world of TV retaliated to on her real life heartbreak (she never went to one of her Dad's funeral)

Selena Gomez = (innovation became the human body) spotify is easily accessed to by your music become you, so being famous comes with a social price of being dead for but being 'dead' will bring about Gomez's superstitions about solving humanity then because of her lazy argument against Hailey Bieber for the one and only 'crown of the universe' because she heavily procrastinated her social life just so she can actually win an argument on Only Murders In The Building with a legit coronation scene in it, so she thought everything but facing Steve Martin and Martin Short royally because of her stereotype making my blog the reason for the fight she lost at.... soooooooooo ... what.. is.. thepoint?

Demi Lovato = (sex scenes on TV) River Song will have a greater point with her lifestyle after the events of the Doctor's death date, much known the actresses privacy rights putting men in the scene with them with the 'turn it over' cuz kids shows are not likely going to be the same (CBEEBIES BEING THE NEW KIDS SHOW DEFAULT) like everything you love will have a private expression of peace being taught with sincerity (hence being the Doctor's wife) so social events in and out of TV (Pushing Daisies being a documentary of hyper-sensitivity) leading to new norms of artists with an escapism adventure capitalism on the rise of being socially rewarded for and out of being on TV (rags to riches fantasy coming true) for new actors to embrace their roles like their natural persona than to being 'of the man they thought first' (David Tennant being pretty annoyed of society not glamorising his hands more-so than his face deeming to be with character socially (the world ending), so Demi's contribution doesn't matter to her fanbase as long as her reputation becomes solidified intuitively (right ones love her through Neuro-divergent people, so it's not that Lovatics remained still with Demi, but she known better than to stay away from Selena by prioritising her fanbase to her social circle instead than Selena's plan to 'overthrow the throne' than actually remaining true to her role in Sonny With a Chance

Keanu Reeves = (LGBTQIA+ having an equal relationship with Muslim women as their leading cause for concern which is Rupaul's priority) desi women struggle with the affair of an emotionally stricken male relative in the family causing heartbreak in their health https://www.therightsideoftwenty.com/post/the-brown-girl-struggles-of-living-in-yesterday-s-society https://www.tumblr.com/tagged/brown%20girl%20problems (like i will follow this up with a heavy explanation on making desi voices heard but they're pretty much on their own right now because their social status lies on that one white friend they have that knows too exclusively about their problems like it was their own so their emotions get an equal understanding with religion as they are their own skin as one person

Will Schuester = (boundaries of a Muslim neuro-divergent) if you know Glee, then you know how Will avoids the latter by letting down the entire group by one theory only, 'anything Harper (POC) will do, i will do' so he let down his preggo wife for a then 14yo, so now all Muslim neuro-divergent's are going through an insane mental apocalyptic drama that refuses them of their freedom to return to their mothers because Will's vagina is hungry for more, i now want to go and hug the Glee cast as a neuro-divergent podcast host (i suddenly feel like i'm the crazy one for not admitting the 'TV truth' to my Mom about the world breaking down while she thinks about my brother's benefit than me getting my voice heard from a God that 'banished me' more than i do with my dreams of getting a healthier body and a new beginning from having an estranged relationship with my family, like this isn't easy enough to be around them talking about a TV show you love, but what if those stupid people inside your head gave up fighting you because you knew your ummah was strong with you being yourself for the love of creation)

Anson Seabra = (personal history) your past is everything to you but you don't care, social classes exist and you're way too fond with your sister too intimately that families took on after your initiative by wealth disorder (yes, Anson. your stupid lyrics got people battling for ill wealth than ill health to your sister's shitty display of the Cabbal with dissociative paranoia of being 'the main character' waiting to come on display after the 'paki neuro-divergents die of Allah disease' and she gets to paki her way into precisely Jeff Buckley's life as a 'dajjal' and kill him also because she's canon as Voldemort on Harry Potter now

fckin curse everybody but especially curse her

#arielle hates the number 2 #she legit does look moldy warts #look at that face and tell me #she doesnt want to start a cult but eat ur pussy for free #she doesnt like my 'internet hate' either but calls it free sexy time #her mom is in on it frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr #ghost niggas hate the new season of little birds

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alphabees-writes · 5 years ago

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Glee - S1 E6 (Vitamin D)

They call it vitamin D for the whole thing but wasn’t it just a component for some really hard drug??? We love the bullshit

The millionth step ball change... And we’re only 6 episodes in

Mr Schue just said “Maybe so” and now all I can think of is the gif meme thing

heheheheheheh.......Sorry. Funny youtube.

Sign #27 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: He’s eating that sandwich in the GROSSEST WAY POSSIBLE. He’s chewing with his mouth open, breathing really loud, talking with his mouthful, and he’s clearly being messy about it because there’s mustard all over his chin!!! How is Emma crushing on this dweeb

Sign #28 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: When Emma says he’s got a “cute Kirk Douglas chin dimple” (barf) he doesn’t say, hey! Maybe don’t flirt with me, I’m married!

I’m genuinely starting to feel ill whenever I have to just look at Mr Schue...

Everybody trying to learn their choreo and they’re just.... Spinning. Kurt’s about to fall over, Matt and Mike are bumping into each other, and Brittany’s just Tasmanian Devil-ing her way across the room. Love em

Brittany completely ignoring Artie’s high-five and him being like “oh-- okay...” is underrated

Matt Morrison just delivered “simply stopped trying” really weirdly. I don’t know what’s throwing me off about it, but it is

You’re right, Sue. Bones won’t grow properly without fear. AND EMMA’S BLOUSE IS INSANE

“I don’t understand how lightning is in competition with an above-ground swimming pool” You’re RIGHT KURT and you SHOULD SAY IT! Bears and sharks aren’t in competition either! Call out post for Mr Schue: The man knows NOTHING of the most basic ecology!

The look Quinn gives Finn when he yawns... Let my mans nap!!!

Kurt did his best to get to the girl’s side. Can you fucking blame him? Puck’s still an asshole to him as far as we all know!

Santana and Brittany just casually linking arms... Be still my beating heart

Kurt just walking along with Finn to football practice... Look at those brothers go!!! I am ignoring Puck

Ohh Sue’s journal... A wonderful character

You’re right, Sue, Will Schuester IS to blame for the world’s problems. Please do destroy the man

“I’ve always thought the desire to procreate showed deep personal weakness” Got ‘em

And thus begins the saga of Sue pushing problem people down the stairs. I’m not saying she should do that to Mr Schue... I’m just saying, why doesn’t she?

If Will wasn’t flirting with Emma, he wouldn’t get all nervous and upset when his wife turns up. Them’s the facts.

Does Terri know about Emma’s germophobia...? Because if so, it’s probably not cool for Will to have told her that. Unless Sue did, but I wouldn’t put it past him

As if they could get away with hiring a random unqualified woman as a school nurse?

Is “route” really pronounced like that......? Huh

Finn getting Biofreeze in his eye will forever be hilarious.

LEVEL 2!!!

I hate hats. I don’t know why, but I do. And I want Kurt to live his best life, but man, I hate that hat

Cory Monteith really got paid to drool. Goals

“Puck, with respect, you’re more helpful when you don’t contribute” Tell him, Artie!!!

Everybody making fun of Quinn :C Britt, you’re better than this!!

People (I’m people) can hate on Rachel all they want but this scenario is one example of her actually working harder than anybody else in the group. Yes, the solos should be shared more equally, but it’s hard to be mad at her when the others are claiming her ideas as their own and sitting around when they should be rehearsing. Except Brittany! She’s stretching, at least, love her

Terri let him NAP. WITHOUT DRUGS.

Finn’s having some serious mental health concerns but he’s not getting what he needs and I hate it. Help him!!!

Why does Terri care if Finn’s not faithful? Like, yeah, he should be, but it’s not going to affect the baby!

Surely if she took those pills for ALL of high school, they would’ve lost their effect after a while?

God I love high Finn. He just CHUCKED Matt outta that chair.

Puck knows what’s up. Kurt thinks it’s vitamin C, because Vogue said so, and Iove him. He also looks SO weirded out

Terri gave him a whole BOX huh?

Time for season 1′s best mash-up. I love this so much. They’re all going so HARD and Finn looks like his eyes are about to pop right out. The way he’s rubbing the mic... How could they not tell he was off his face???

MIKE’S SINGING. MIKE’S SINGING BACK UP AND NOBODY’S WINCING. Glee has no continuity confirmed

I feel like I shouldn’t find this performance cute because they’re all meant to be high as shit BUT THEY’RE JUST SO EXCITED???

Kevin McHale bumps every song features in up by at least 2 letter grades and that’s just a fact

LET MIKE CHANG DANCE!!!! LET HIM DANCE FOREVER HE DESERVES SO MUCH

I would say the same for Matt but then I’ll get sad about him being dumped into the void in like 16 episodes time

Oh Rachel worrying about Quinn... Be still my gay heart

Rachel just cuts right through her bullshit without hesitating for a second. She knows what it’s like to feel like the odd one out and she’s doing the absolute most to make sure Quinn doesn’t feel that way and I love her for it

The way Quinn slowly turns to face her... And Rachel says they don’t have to be enemies and Quinn can’t understand why Rachel would offer her a second chance...

Quinn legit draws porn of Rachel it’s canon. I mean it’s fucked up but there are only so many reasons a person would do that

“I would’ve tortured you if the roles were reversed you know” “I know” And then the way she watches Rachel walk away... My HEART

Ken and Terri, the power duo of awful

“Laughing... Talking... All the stuff she never does with me” I hate it. They suck. Emma is a dumbass for agreeing to date a guy who she just genuinely doesn’t like and Ken’s just an ASSHOLE for bullying her into it

And now Ken’s about to propose because he’s being bullied into it. Why the fuck does this happen?

I don’t buy that Rachel took this long to berate all the girls for not prepping their mash-up harder after the boys killed theirs. She’d be right on that

Kurt I love the waistcoat and the bowtie but WHAT is happening on your ELBOWS.

You really wanted those guys in cornrows, Kurt? None of them have the length for it. ALSO I love that the exotic bird feathers thing comes back next season 10/10

F-ROD!!! GO OFF RACHEL!!! Even if Finn doesn’t know what half these words mean!

Rachel really wakes up with flawless hair, huh! And then she just... Does all that. She never stops being extra...

Did they just start walking in the opposite direction?

I feel like it’s dumb that Rachel doesn’t just tell Mr Schue that they all took pills, but it’s more in character for her to not waste an opportunity to perform anyway

Howard Bamboo,totally unqualified man who absolutely isn’t staff, is just allowed on campus to deliver DRUGS? HELLO???

Quinn only gets folic acid... And yet I’m pretty sure she manages to keep up with everybody else. HOW?

“What’s up with Ken?” [FRANTIC PAPER SHREDDING]

I don’t care how married you are, no person should lick another person’s face

I can physically feel the awkwardness between Will and Terri. JUST DIVORCE ALREADY

Don’t like ya Will but you’re right, shit’s not healthy if there’s no space!

Imagine proposing in the staff room at work just because a random woman told you to

“Emma Pilsbury, this is not an engagement ring” “Oh thank god--” “No, I mean, it is” Just take the L, Ken

AND ALSO ANGELS!!!

Quinn’s so fucking concerned. I love this

I usually don’t like yellow clothes but these girls make it look so dang CUTE. More pastels plz

Again, I have no idea how pregnant Quinn is keeping up at all...

HALOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Kurt’s wearing those blocky shades so the boys can’t see his betrayal

Where the hell did this mock-stage set up come from

“We came up with the idea together!” No... Will, that was Sue. Sue gave you the idea

Emma’s pretty much explicitly told Will she’s only marrying Ken because Will won’t be with her. EVERYBODY SUCKS

This argument between Terri and Emma is a nightmare. The most confrontational person VS the least... I’d fucking evaporate if Terri came at me like that

The way Emma’s voice shakes when she tells Terri that Will deserves better... Ouchie

Quinn is just adorable. Diana made this character, and she did such an amazing job... She’s more empathetic than she lets anybody realise

The fact that Terri won’t even help this TEENAGE GIRL pay for the baby that she’ll eventually adopt is a nightmare. Where do you expect her to get the cash from?

Wanting to get married without being married is kind of a mood... Secret marriage

BEING A PUSHOVER WHEN IT COMES TO YOU DOESN’T MAKE HIM A GOOD MAN

Finn and Rachel both realising they screwed up is perfect.

Finn continuing to not know what any words mean is also perfect

This is a cute Rachel moment actually... Yes girl compete WITH your friends!!! You’re a team!!!!

Ahh, methamphetamines! That’s what it was. Yeah, fuck Terri

I’m still looking at Matt Morrison’s lips and trying to figure out if he’s had fillers. They just curl too far!!!

Mr Schue being called out for making things too competitive - fine, I guess. Bringing in SUE to rectify that...??? Hello? Figgins?

Those white jeans are a LOOK Kurt. He’s like a twink Steve Jobs rn

Britt and Santana’s little smiles at each other when Sue’s announced as co-captain... Hell yeah future wives

I’d like to think Will’s upset about Emma marrying Ken for the right reasons (i.e. Ken’s an asshole) but we been knew he’s not. He’s looking at her like he’s just been shot

AIN’T NOTHIN GONNA BREAK MY STRIDE! NOBODY GONNA SLOW ME DOWN! OH NO, I’VE GOT TO KEEP ON MOVIN!

I really just love how stupid this show is! It makes no god damn sense and I fall for it every time!

#Glee #Glee Season 1 #Rosie watches things and then says things about the thing

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endoftheroad1983 · 6 years ago

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Same Old Song and Dance

Same Old Song and dance

steve rogers x reader

The day started off with a text message from Mercedes Jones, A long time friend and a member of the old dancing team, New Directions. It had been a very long time since she had been this mysterious.

Meet me at the Café on Third at ten! Important news!

Your heart leap at the words. Was someone in the group pregnant or getting married? The news excited you. You threw your blanket off you and quickly prepared for the day. Soon you found yourself barefooted walking down the hall to the kitchen.

There sat Steve, Sam And Nattie consuming their breakfast.

“Woah! What are you doing up so early?” Sam joke as soon as you greeted the group.

“Ha ha ha, I'm getting Late For A Very Important Date!” You quoted your favorite white rabbit as you pour yourself a cup off coffee. You were quick to throw on your shoes while drinking the hot substance.

“Later guys!” You call over your shoulder a minute later as you had down the rest of your coffee.

“But what about breakfast?” Steve's voice froze you in your spot. When did Steve care about you having breakfast?

“I'm grabbing lunch with a friend!” Your brain snapped you back to this reality. And without another thought you rush out the door.

You took a car from Tony's collection and made your way to the café. You ended up parking in a garage a few blocks away. It would be easier to walk the rest of the way rather then fight for a parking spot in this New York traffic. Within minutes you found yours and Mercedes's favorite one in the city.

You could see her dark velvet wrap around in the window with ease. You were quick to enter the café and bee line your way to her table. To your surprise to she that Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury joining her at the table.

“Hey everyone!” You greet with a warming smile. It had been quite a few years seeing your old teachers.

“I'm glad you could make it. It has been hard tracking you guys down after all these years.” Mr. Schuester admitted once you settle in. This perk your curiosity. Why would they be hunting you down? But before you could ask another body drop down beside you.

“Hey what's up everybody?” Puck had join the table. You were not really taken surprise by the way he acted. It was like he just saw you guys yesterday in the cafeteria. “Where's everyone else?” Puck ask before anyone could get a word in.

“We are having a hard time getting a hold of them. But since we got a hold of you guys maybe you could helps out.” Ms. Pillsbury delicate voice answer Puck.

“Ok, I still have some contacts so I give them a shot. But what is going on?”

Both teachers broke into wide smiles as if we would have never ask the question. They look at each other before Mr. Schuester answer.

“How you would guys like a reunion performance of New Directions, this Fourth of July?”

Excitement burst into your chest. That was almost three weeks away! And you guys hadn't even seen each other in years. Mercedes was on the same page as you. As she had grab your hands in excitement.

“Now, I know it short timing but I believe we can get the team together and pull this off. We have been in tighter situations then this. I also think this will be a greet chance to get everyone together. ” Mr. Schuester began going over the small details. “What's the special occasion?” Puck broke his silence since they began talking. You took a moment to sip on a glass of water. Your throat had chosen to dry up right then.

“Well, Tony Stark is holding a dinner and show for the one and only Captain America. He's reach out to me and was wondering if we were willing to get together to perform for them!” The words tumbled out of Ms. Pillsbury's mouth. She was trembling with happiness.

Even though her words were filled with nothing but pure happy energies didn't stop you choking on your water at the name of two of your bosses. What did Tony do?

“Hey there, your suppose to swallow!” Puckerman joke as he slap your back. You let the wave of choking ride out a little more as you began to form sentence in your head.

You left Lima, Ohio right after school and join S.H.E.I.L.D about a year later. Then when Cap woke from his sleep and Fury assemble the Avengers, you were push to tag along. Not that you minded, Hanging and working with them had made a special place in your heart for them.

But you didn't tell them everything. They knew little to no facts about your high school days. And it was the same with your high school friends. They had no clue that you work for the same people they were gushing over. You didn't want them to be a target for H.Y.D.R.A.

“Oh dear, Y/n are you alright?” Ms. Pillsbury voice broke your train of thought.

“Yea, I guess my water try to attack me.” You push it off with a joke. They laugh it off as they went back to planning the event. It was going to be this first week that was going to rough. Collecting everyone and bringing them here to begin with.

Your heart was slamming against your chest as you couldn't and wouldn't bail on the team but what about the Avengers? You'll be singing and dancing in front of them in pretty revealing outfits. For sure if Quinn, Santana, and Brittany have any say.

The rest of the meeting went by in a blur. And all to soon you were parting with them again. First it was Will and Emma, they both were quick to drop the Mr. and Ms. Titles. It was weird calling them by their first name but you respected their wishes.

The next one to bounce was Mercedes she was already on her phone calling up, Rachel, Santana, and Kurt. Who had a place around here. You had yet to see it seeing how your work schedule kept you guys at odds. She gave you have the list to call people. It was up to you and her, since Puck claimed he didn't have any contacts with anyone. She bounces off after she check for the tenth time that you had the list in a safe spot.

Now it was you and Puck who were standing outside.

“What' up with you? You've been pale since the announcement.” Puck was always one to put out your stress to you.

“Nothing, I just can't wait for for everyone to get back together!” You tried lying it off.

“Yea ok, Well it's my turn to jet. You okay here or do you need me to wait?”

“No, I've got a company car waiting on me.” “Ohh Company car? Now look who's all fancy!” Puck razzed you as he pulled you into a big hug.

“Yes Fancy.” You laughed with him.

“Ok, well see you soon and be careful out here.” He place a quick kiss on your forehead and then disappeared into the crowed.

It was rare when Puckerman was this sentimental but you could sense his excitement for seeing your old friends again. You stood a moment before it began sinking in again. You were going to be performing in front of the team. Heat rushed into your cheeks but you didn't care. The sea of people walking back and forth played no mind to you. So you did the same.

It took you another few moments to remember the company car was park a few blocks down. So you push your sunglasses up your face and began to wonder back to the lot. You stomach grumble in protest. In all the news, your stomach threaten to bring up anything that you would tried eating but now, it seem like it was ready for food. You slow your pace and look around to see that what food shops were around.

You found a pizza vendor quickly letting your feet gravitate on their own towards the food. After a few minutes of waiting and collecting your belly was happily destroying the first bite you had taken. With that you were back continuing on to your original destination. You reached the parking lot as you began to eat the crust of an extra large slice of pepperoni.

A rustling noise rose behind you as you step into the dark parking lot. You would have to walk up two more levels before reaching the car. Again movement was hear behind you but you played dumb hoping who or what ever it was would make the first move. And yet nothing but movement behind you was being made by the time you reach the car.

Now you were red flagging the situation. This car had been sitting alone for the longest time. You quickly turn around and made your way out of the parking garage as fast as you could without looking suspension. Once you were back out in the open you went straight back to the café. The back of your neck hair were standing on edge. You found a spot back in the room where your back was to the wall and you had a good eye on the place. You order your F/Coffee/ and waited patiently for the waitress you to bring your order. Once she did you where now convince that you were safe.

You pulled out your cell phone and hit speed dial to Tony's phone. It rang forever before he picked up. But you didn't give him time to say hello.

“T? It's me Lily. I need you to come pick me up and the car I borrowed as quick as you can. It's seems that that car broke down and I need a lift.” You spoke casual over the phone as if it was just a room-mate.

A brief silence took over the end as you waited for Tony to answer.

“Your being followed, Y/N? Where are you?” You suck in a quick breathe. What was Steve doing answering Tony's cell phone?

“I will be at the bus stop on Main. St. I love you, see you soon sweetie!” You continue on as Steve was suppose to be the one to answer. What was Stark up to now!?! You mind was so occupy with Stark that you almost didn't catch the hitch in Steve's voice when you call him Sweetie. You giggle to yourself as you also told Captain America you loved him. You did love him and that would probably be the only time you say that to him.

You smirk to yourself. Not one time did you think you could ever make a man like Steve Rogers blush at your words. It's probably because he's not use to our day and age of talk. Your brain argue back. Thanks, You retailed back, you can't even let me daydream about it?

Within the hour Steve drove up. You quickly jumped in so that he could take off again. You look around you to see if you could make out your follower.

“What about the car?” You asked before you settle down in the seat.

“Belt.” Steve retort with a bit of Authority in his voice.

“Belt?” You were so confused at his answer.

“Seatbelt, you should put it on.” Steve motion the belt with his hands.

You roll your eyes as you quickly click the belt in place.

“Tony has a team on it. Did you get a look at your follower?” His blue eyes stay steadily on the road ahead of them. You shook your head.

“But I felt someone watching me to the car. That scream somebody planted a bomb to me!” You half laugh at your joke and cringe. You weren't kidding you thought someone tap the car for sure.

Steve drove back to the tower in silences. You cover your face as you ran pass everyone to the elevators. Steve had to hurry to catch up to you.

“I'm sorry, I forgot you never come in the front way. That was a dumb move on my part.”

“It's fine Steve. Nobody saw us.” You put on your best smile to calm him down.

Steve's blue eyes darken at your words. But he remain still. The rest of the elevator ride was enjoy by the small talk between you two. You were inform by Tony's AI that he request a meeting with you. Steve follow as well. You could read in his eyes that he didn't want to leave your side.

This was the most you guys had chatted with each other in awhile and you were in heaven. You were a bit sad when you guys came up to Tony's lab. You greeted Bruce who was stash away in the corner working on God Knows what as you place yourself in front of Tony's table. He was hunch over working hard on his own devices.

“Ok the car and video came back clean.”

“Did they?” You were shock by the news, “There was someone following me, I know this for sure.

“We're not saying your lying Y/N it just means we should be keeping our eyes open.” Steve respond. He was sitting at a chair away from the two of you.

His cheeks rose into a pink color that he spoke out. Tony, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind at all.

“Well will put Y/N on lock down till we can figure this out.” Tony's words made your blood freeze. You couldn't be house arrested now! You had your friends and a performance to prepare for. You hadn't dance in a big group or under any stage lights in such a long time that your body was craving it like a new drug.

“I can't be house arrested. I have a life I have to do.” You quickly scolded yourself for not thinking up a better excuse.

Your words brought Tony out of the trance he was in. His eyebrow shot up at you.

“Then I will assign you a body guard.” Now your face was changing to red. How would you explain to your friends why you have a body guard? You couldn't.

“I don't need a babysitter as well. I can handle myself.” You snapped a bit.

“Why are you suddenly fighting me on this? Weren't you the one that call for help?”

You couldn't read Tony's face at the moment. This man had a wicked poker face.

“Yes because that's what you instructed for us to do! I follow order like everyone else.” Your arms were now cross over you heaving chest. You ears burn with anger as you tried to see what he was up too. Did he know about the New Directions?

You went over several options in your head. He wouldn't let you get by without some kind of teasing. And he's been known to not always show his cards. Was this a trap to get me to spill? Or was this a set up for something else?

“Alright, If that's how you feel. Just stick around here for the rest of the night OK? Just so I can make sure everything is in the clear.”

The anger melt away for you quickly as you bounce over and hugged the man. He didn't stop the hug be he didn't return it either which means he was okay with it. You quickly said good-night to them as you bounce out of the room. You had taken a few steps out when you forgot that you wanted to ask Tony a question about the car.

As you stepped up you could hear Steve talking. And he was not please.

“What the hell was that?” He threw the question at Tony like a speed ball.

“She's a big girl Steve. We hired her because we knew she can handle her own.” Tony's voice was a contrast to Steve's.

“What if someone was following her?” Steve argue back.

“I'm sorry old man did you not have your hearing aids on? I'm going to make sure it is really nothing. Maybe she heard a rat scampering around?” Tony tried to justify with him.

“I still don't trust her...” Her feet was backing you away from the door cutting off Steve's speech.

Steve didn't trust you? You control the deep gasp that was dying to be let out. You didn't make a peep until you made it to your room. You gave in quickly to your exhausting not wanting to think any more tonight. Tomorrow was already going to be a rough day as is.

By 11am the next morning you had already tried reaching out to Artie, Tina, Brittany. Only Brittany was the one to answer. She was happy to get the band back together. Only people left to try now was Sam and Blaine. And that was exactly what you were doing when there was a knock on your office door.

You press your cell phone up against your ear with your shoulder as you open the door. Steve was standing on the other side. The phone continue to ring in your ear.

“Sorry Steve this isn't a good time...” You tried saying more when Blaine answer with a smile in his voice.

“Y/N? What do I owe for this pleasant call?” Just hearing Blaine's voice again brought a smile out on your own face. You nodded toward Steve as he back away from the door so you could shut it.

“Well, Handsome do I got some news for you...” And with that the door shut cutting Steve off completely. You didn't get to see the crush look on his face as you call Blaine handsome. Steve stalk off from the tower for the rest of the day. But you didn't seem to notice as you continue your Tower work along with getting a hold of everyone on your list.

This play out almost to nine in the evening. You being hole up in your office working your ass off. It was your stomach that made you give up for the night and call Mercedes with an update. Everyone but Sam had gotten back to you. She was on the same page as you with Quinn.

“It's like that girl's gone of the radar!” She tease but the Military talk was hitting to close to home. You bid your friend a good- night and shut your laptop down.

You finally left your cramped little office and made your way to the kitchen. You stumble in on a hush conversation between Nat and Steve.

“Oh sorry to interrupt, I'll be out of your hair in a minute.” You hid your embarrassed face in the fridge. His words still rang sourly in your head. But before you could grab anything. A loud scraping of the chair on the floor made you jerk up right. Your eyes widen with fear from the loud noise. You watch in time to see Steve storming off.

Your own anger boil up in you.

“I said I was sorry, wasn't like I was spying on you guys.” You turn to Nat with a huff, Nat sat there with her mouth wide open. Not sure what to do or say at that moment, “I mean this is the community kitchen.” You finish up by grabbing Y/F/S and bee line it all the way to your room. You had cross the living room to get the hall and Surprise, surprise Steve was sitting next to Bucky and Sam.

Sam was the first to greet you but you were quick to nod at him and move across the room avoiding all eye contact with everyone. Especially Steve's, funny how you were always thinking of him but now you wanted him out of your head.

“Y/N? Are you okay? Did you hear me?” Sam's voice made you stop at the hallway entrance. His question?

“I'm sorry what was it that you ask again?” You turn to ask but that was a mistake because you didn't come into eye contact with Sam but with Steve. A horrible look wash over his guilty face once you two made eye contact.

All the hair on your arms began to stand up. What did you do to deserve this?

“I ask if you want to stay and watch a movie with us?” Before you could decline politely Steve snort a mean laugh.

“No thank you, I know some of you wouldn't trust my pick in movies.”

Steve's face dropped at the comment that you made toward him. But instead of laughing up your win, you spun around and literally ran to your room. You hope that not even F.R.I.D.A.Y caught the silent tears down your face.

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And for that's how it was for the next two weeks. You would sneak off to rehearse and hang out with your friends only to come home to play “Who will leave the room first?” The only other player was Steve, Mother Fooker, Rogers! The others had notice but thankfully didn't say anything about it. Seeing how you rarely ever went on missions with him. You kept your eye on Tony, but he didn't let on that he knew of your little secret. You were still convince that he had something to do with it. But played it by ear.

Now you were back in the café sitting at a table for twenty. In due time you and Mercedes had great luck finding everyone and now the gang was whole.

“Alright listen up everybody! We got the songs and dance numbers down to perfection! Now we need to dazzle it up with our outfits that Santana and I have put together.” Rachel stood up and began passing out boxes while Puck, Artie, and you tease the girls about not having a say in this. You open your box to find something did not expect to find. You held out the red, blue, and white sparkly Forty style dress. It was cut real low in the neck line, Thanks to Santana, Your face began to heat up.

You couldn't put this on and dance in front of Steve. Not now that you were fighting! But not ever. Even the skirt was way to short for you.

“Are you sure you want us to wear something like this For Captain America? I mean isn't it too over played.” You tired arguing but was laugh off by the others. So you retreated and kept your misery to yourself.

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At 10 o'clock in the morning of the dinner and show, you woke up to pounding on your door. You threw yourself off of the bed and ran to the door.

“My Gods what is it?” You practically yelp as you open the door.

“Morning Cupcake, this is for you.” Tony shoved a red, blue, and white card into your hands. It was an invitation to Steve's birthday party.

“What's this?” You asked with sleep still in you groggy eyes.

“6 o'clock on the dot, don't be late.”

Your mind froze at his words, no you had to met up with the others by 5:30. Was this scrunch time? Where you going to out yourself right now? You followed Tony to the kitchen not caring what you look like or who was around. Tony pour himself a glass of juice as he watch you with amusement.

“I can't make that time. Tony there is something I have to tell you. And that is I have been sneaking out to...”

“I knew it! She is up to something!” Steve's voice cause you spin around to see him with Sam and Nat on the couch. Sam's mouth is wide open and Nat is covering her mouth in shock.

“Yes, I've been up to something. But it's none of your damn business.” Your words only cause Steve's anger to flare up more.

“Your working for H.Y.D.R.A? Aren’t you?” Steve's voice was cold and harsh.

It was your turn to be hit in the stomach by words.

“So not only do you not trust me, you think I'm a traitor as well?” Tears stung your eyes but they dare not drop. Your burning anger demanded them not to.

“I can prove it!” He pressed on with venom.

“Steve!” Your friends warn him to stop.

You barked out a laugh knowing damn well this was all bullshit. You followed him down the hall to your room and kick the door wide open.

“Why did you do that? I was going to let you in!” You snapped at him before Tony could have a chance.

“Stop right there! Y/N, Steve what is really going on?” Tony was still swimming in confusion.

“Y/N has been sneaking around behind our backs.” Steve answered him.

'How would you know? Have you've been following me?” Realisation broke the camel’s back for you, “You were the one following me that day?”

“No, I wasn't that day. But yes. I have been trying to following you around but you knew I was on to you. What do you have tuck into your closet?” Steve pointed to a small closet that you were hiding all your performance gear in.

Steve march over to the closet.

“What is it?” Steve demanded again.

“A red, white and blue dress for the Dinner and Show tonight.” Your eyes burn with tears and you can see that Steve thinks this is a sign for lying but you were to heartbroken to care.

“Open that door Steve and you will forever change us!” You warned as he was already a step ahead of your words. You spun around not wanting to look at your friends.

After a few minutes of shuffling around and finding the box. Steve open it. Every one in the room fell silence for a few minutes, no one was quite sure what to say.

“It really is a red, white, and blue dress Steve.” Sam wasn't sure what he was suppose to feel about this discovery.

“I know this dress. It's exactly like the ones the Ohio kids show me a few days back. Are you one of the...” But by now you starting walking off.

“Y/N! Wait, I want to apolo...” But you cut him off by slamming your fist into his jaw. Steve seem unfaze by your action. But you on the other hand, began howling in pain. It was a burst of fiery pain that quickly cause all your fingers to go freezing numb.

“Mother Fooker! I think I broke my hand!” You finally manage to call out once you rein in the pain.

Steve was by your side holding your hand up. You wiggled out of his grasp as you head for the Med Bay. You couldn't believe you broke your hand the day of your performance.

“Don't touch me Rogers, We have nothing else to say to each other.” And with that you storm away from the one room you thought you were safe in.

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“You joking right? You broke your hand on Captain America's jaw on his birthday!” Tina's eye held the tiny hint that she didn't believe you. You lower your head a little more, It was Steve's Birthday wasn't it? In all the chaos you had forgotten why you guys where all here.

“It's true. I've been working in the Avenger's Tower a year after we graduated.” You were wrapping up your hand in a white wrap then slid an 3d printed white cast on top, You look down at your hand and sighed. At least the Cast Tony made you was white and match the dress he got back from Steve.

A knock on the door interrupt the conversation as Will and Emma open the door to the new guest. In strolls Tony dress to the nines.

“Greetings everyone! I made it my own task to come down hear and greet one by one. It is an honor for you to be performing for us.” Tony kept up the charades as he approach you. Which kept the guessing game up with others.

“And what happen to you, Missy?” He eyed your hand.

“Save it T, I already told them how.” Tony stop and look around watching everyone curious expression. Tony strolls back to the door and shuts it as if he didn't want anybody to hear.

“Well did you have to punch him in the jaw?” Tony sigh given in to the truth. 15 voice explode with a new wave of happy excitement. To Artie's No ways, to Mike telling them that you never lie, was already taking your energy away. Once everyone was settle down again there was another knock on the door. Everyone dropped quiet. You knew from the knocking who it was.

“Stark?” Your growl your warning.

“I don't know who it is?” Pretending not to know.

You quickly sat down on the ground between the wall and Artie, using his wheel chair to hide yourself.

“Don't worry Y/N, Artie and I got your back.” Sam move to be slightly in front of you. Just like you thought Steve walk in.

He was sporting a beautiful black tux with a blue tie that matched his eyes. You tried looking away but how could you? You still harbour a crush on him. He greet Tony with one of his professional smiles before greet the others.

To any one else in that room, besides you and Tony, You knew Steve was searching for you as he look around the room.

“I just want personally thank you performing for my birthday. I can't wait to see what you guys have plan for all of us tonight.” He was about to talk some more to find you but Tony was already a step ahead.

“Let's leave these kids to warm up shall we?” Steve look crushed but quickly agree with Tony. He wish your team luck and disappear out the door.

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You were nervous knowing all your friends and family were in the audience. But once you got on stage and was back under the bright lights. You forgot all about them and did want you did best. You dance and sing without missing a beat. And it was over before you knew it. The lights grew dim on stage. Now was the time to see how pack the house was tonight.

“Let's hear it for the New Directions!” Tony's voice blared from somewhere.

As back in the day, everyone was still holding their position until the curtain drew back. Everyone rush back to the break room. Each riding a different high of excitement then the other.

“We should do this more often.” Rachel beam as she emerge from a dressing room. The girls were changing into dinner clothes on one side of room as the boys did the same on the opposite side.

“I don't think Captain America would like that attention every year.”

“We could pick a different places and raise money for charities?” Mercedes suggest which got approved by everyone but you.

“Y/N, are you okay? You haven't move from the window.” Will approached you. You gave him your best smile.

“Yes, that just wore me out, And my hand is starting to throb. But I’ll be fine.” You reassure them. You show them you were fine by disappearing into a dressing room. You listen as the others began heading to the party.

“Y/N, do you want us to wait on you?” Brittany asked through the door.

You emerge in a fair, simple black fitting dress.

“Ooh No, I'll be out in a moment.” “Alright but if your not out in fifteen minutes then I will come get you, myself.” Santana threaten as you watch them leave. You turn back to the dressing room for your purse. You slip your phone out to see a message from Fury. It was a mission.

You slip into ballroom Tony had set up from the party.

“You were wonderful up there. Shame you had to hide it from us.” A low voice startle you. You turn to find Clint standing in the shadow of a ignoramus fern.

“Well, You got me thinking. If you have to hide your wife and children then my friends could be in that same danger zone.” Clint drape a arm over your shoulder.

“It is a trickle web we spin.”

I don't thinks that's how that quote goes.” You muse over his quote.

“Y/N! There you are. Here come with us.” Rachel found you a few minutes after Clint went to find Laura.

“Am I going to regret this?” Feeling like this was another set up like in school.

“Sure you are.” Blaine and Kurt pull you in a group hug as they lead you to a table that was mostly performers.

“Hey you found her! I told you she likes to hide in dark corners.” Nat tease from the table.

“Hey Lady.” You hugged her before sitting down.

“Hows the hand?” She asked as she sip from her glass.

“Better now that I took some meds.” You took a glass of champagne. This is how your evening slowly was turning out. Hanging with your oldest friends while listen to music. It was easy to get back into conversation with Nat. She didn't bring up any of your past nor did she question any of your friends.

“Dance with me?” It was more of a demanded then a request from Blaine. You pretended to think about for a minute.

“Oh why not? But I want a real drink first.” Blaine lead you over to the bar where he excuse himself for a moment to talk to Kurt while you got your drink.

“Wow Y/N you were fantastic out there. You shouldn't keep your dancing a secret.” Scott slip up next to you to order his own drink.

“Thanks Scott.”

“How long have you been dancing?” He asked while the bartender sat your drink in front of you.

“Almost my whole life.” You answer as you took a swig.

“That's awesome, right Cap?” Scott spoke up after sipping on his drink. Your eyes flutter up to Scott catching his trouble look right away.

What was Scott up too? You turn your head to see Steve. Sitting at the end of the bar. How did you not notice him before? Oh right the meds you took.

“Steve.” You greeted him politely but with your eyes held a different emotion. That Bartender was quick with your two shots.

“You really were something else tonight, Y/N.” You down the shots quickly before answering.

“Thank you.” Again soft and straight to the point.

“Ready to dance, Sugar?” Blaine caught up with you just then. You spun around to greet him.

“Yes in deed, Handsome.” You giggle as you felt the shots right away. A grunt from behind you made you automatic turn to see what it was. A stormy look had cross Steve's face.

“Steve.” You bid him good-bye before turning to Blaine.

“Are you sure you want to dance with me? You had a hard time keeping up with me tonight?” You joke challenge Blaine to his delight.

“Your going to regret saying that.” Blaine retort playfully as he dragged you to the dance floor.

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The annoying sound of your alarm went off. Why the hell did you still have it set on that annoying sound? You grumpy complain in your head. You slowly open your eyes to see that you were still in a tent over in Africa. Your hand shot from your sleeping bag and shut the irritating thing up. This was the mission Fury had assign to you after the party that night. You were pack and gone by two that morning.

Your eyes widen with excitement when you realise what day it was. It had been three months in this heat and your job was finally done. You had spent two days walking to an Avengers safe house and less then a few hour you were going to be taking a 24 hour bath. As you were packing up your camping gear Fury had text you with the happy news that the recon mission was success not only to you guys but to T'Challa his people as well. This was going to make your bath even more sweeter.

You skip breakfast and lunch just to get to the cabin faster. OH the old wooden shelter was a beautiful thing to see. You were quick to run your thumb print into the hidden code pad. The doors open and the cold air was amazing. And you wish you could of enjoy that moment but the smell of Y/F/S hit you in the face. You didn't pack any of those incense with you. So how were they here?

You dropped your bag and drew your gun. You step in pulling the door shut behind you. You venture into the living room/ kitchen. There was a boiling pot of the stove and the sound of the saxophone was quietly playing in the background.

“For the love of....” You couldn't believe this! You were suppose to have this place to yourself for a week. A mini vacation as you call it. What was he doing here!?

“Whoa, at ease solider.” Steve half joke as he put his hands in the air.

“What are you doing here? Did you follow me here to make sure I wasn't talking to the enemy?” Pain shadow his face but you were in no mood. Three months by yourself in the heat had kept your anger very close with you.

“I only got here yesterday.” Steve kept his hands where they were as you lower your gun. Even if you shot him he would find a way to heal and come back. You turn for your gear.

“Why? And don't say we need to talk or any of that bullshit! I wasn't kidding that day!”

“Fury sent me to check on your wounds.” He move back to the stove and turn it off. Your eyes dropped to your hand. It was almost completely heal. So what was he talking about?

“My hand is heal so you can leave now. Thanks for the check up!” You move toward the bathroom but was stopped by a hand on your arm.

“Not your hand.” You pulled out of his grip. Steve willing let go of you. And you weren't going to lie when your heart strings pull when the look of hurt wash in his blue eyes.

“Fury said you had an accident when hiking out to the base.” Steve step a tiny bit closer to you, “Y/N?” The softness in his voice had cause you to get suck into this blue eyes. You watch in awe as Steve's eyes were drinking you in like badly needed water. He reach down without permission and pull up your shirt. He hiss at the bruise that had form on the side of your ribs.

“It's fine now.”

His eyes darted up to yours. The both of you instantly pulled into a staring contest. Not one of you daring to speak or move away. Beads of sweat ran down your neck and back. Causing you body to shiver from that action. The weight of Steve's stare made you what to give up right then. Thankfully your stubbornness and train had kick in.

“Y/N.” His voice was a sweetness that you had never heard before. That stones began to drop one by one as Steve was destroying your wall. He took another daring steps. And then another.

Warm, plump, lips found their way onto yours and the anger that you felt was now dancing in the background. His kisses ignite a fiery passion in your veins as you craved more. Your hands curled around his green shirt as you pulled your body closer to his. Steve happily followed the tug as he wrapped his arms around you. The kisses became deeper and you saw nothing but his eyes and sparkles.

He move his arms tighter causing you to hiss from your wounds. Instantly, Steve was away from you breaking all contact. You grumbled a bit at his action.

“Shit, I'm sorry.”

“It's fine, I'm fine really.” You reach out and place your hand on his arms. Steve seem to relax under your touch. He look down to see that you were biting at your lower lip. A happy daze feeling illuminated your face. He couldn't help but to smile back. A large bead of sweat roll down your neck then your back. Steve lean in for another kiss but you stop him short by just pecking his cheek.

“I really need that bath, Rogers.” You whisper in his ears as you made your way to the bathroom.

A couple hours later you emerge from the bathroom. An explosion of spaghetti and meatballs filled your lungs. The tiny wooden table was set up. The pot of food was cover and sitting on the counter. You look around to find the room empty.

“Steve?” You call out. Silence rang out as you move toward one of the bedrooms. You called his name again. Still no reply. Did he just up and leave? You sat down on the edge of the bed as a million question ran through your mind. Was the kiss a mistake and he bolted? Was the one question that kept fighting to stay on top. You heart pounded in your chest as not only a few hours ago you went from hating Rogers, to a very heated make-out session, to you being along and heartbroken again.

You sat there for God knows how long hoping to hear the door open and for him to call out to you but he never did. It was only when the sun started setting that you lay down where you were at and let sleep take over you. And it did for awhile but then scatter dreams mix with reality was settling in now. Your body began to toss and turn in the bed bring your body heat up. And when you were hot there was no way you could sleep. You blew out a frustrated sigh as you open your eyes to the darkness. Nothing but a wall night-light from the hallway was the only light sources. You lazily lay there in the dark wonder if you could coach yourself back to sleep when a black shadow barely moved from the corner of your eye.

You force your panic feeling to stay inside as you remain in the same position. You close your eyes half way and listen. Only the jungle birds were talking. It was another five minutes before your eyes saw another small movement. There was someone else in the room. You slid your hand slowly under your pillow and reach for your gun that you had strapped to the head boards.

Then you sat up in bed.

“Hello?” You spoke out in your best weak voice. Did Steve come back? You doubt that thought as Steve wouldn't hid in the dark. The think stillness in the air was more choking then the jungles humidity. Just like earlier no one responded.

“I'm too damn tired for you to be a ghost haunting me.” You spoke again this time as you went for the lamp. White light pour into the room making your eyes adjust to it. You could hear movement behind you as you hid your gun under the sheets keeping one finger near the trigger.

You spun around in bed to the found the movement in your room.

“Holy shit!” You froze at who or what was standing in the room. Four giant turtles was at the foot of your bed. Where you sic with some kind of Jungle Fever?

“Nah, we ain't ghost. Sweetheart.” The one in a red bandanna spoke first causing your eyes to find his gold ones.

“No, you guys are not, but.... how.... why?” You tried wrapping your head around this but couldn't before your old S.H.E.I.L.D training came back to you.

“Who are you and how did you know about this bunker?” You fought your hand not to bring out the gun just yet.

“I'm sorry Miss but you are Agent Y/F/N Y/L/N from the Avengers tower right?” The one in the blue held a softer tone then the one in red.

“Yes, I am.”

This causes all of them to break into smiles. At least someone is happy about this situation. You raise an eyebrow for the one in blue to continue.

“We were sent here by our Master to take you back with us.” The one in the orange bounce out.

More panic throb in your chest and you wish more then anything that Steve would come bursting in.

“And if I don't want to?” You question them after finding your voice.

“I'm afraid you don't have a choice. Sweetheart.” The one in red growled.

“Raphael!” The one in blue snapped. The one name Raphael didn't seem to mind being yelled at.

“This isn't a debate, Leo, She's coming with us!” He snipped back.

“I don't think so!” You jump out of bed and pointed the gun towards them. This made all of them but Raphael raise their three finger hands up in defense.

“Good Job Raph.” The one in blue Leo, growled back.

“I think we all got this out of proposition. How about we give the lady a moment to collect yourself and things while we wait in the other room.” it was the tall one in purple that was talking now. Your eyes went over to see to see that he was blushing? Turtles can blush? You look around the room to see what he was talking about when you realise that you were only in shirt and underwear. You must have kick off your pants while you slept.

Without missing a beat you snatch the sheet off the bed and cover yourself.

“That would be fantastic!” Feeling your own cheeks redden with embarrassment.

“The gun.” Raphael growl at you. You shook your head no. There was no way you were going to give that up in a fight.

“She can keep it.” Leo said as he pushed the orange one back out of the room. “Raphael.” He look back to make sure he was leaving as well. Tension burn in Raphael's eyes as he passed you to the door. Once the door was click shut was then you let yourself breath. What the hell are those things? What were they doing here? How did they known you but you not them?

Well there was only one way to answer any of these questions. You quickly threw on a pair of jeans and slipped into some shoes. You open the door and listen. Nothing but silence from the other room, Okay, now you were thinking you had made it up but once rounding the corner you found all four of them sitting around the Kitchen/living room.

“There is no point in having that.” Raphael pointed to the gun that was still in your hand.

You froze at his words, they were really here.

“Sorry Miss, he just means that we are bullet proof.” The purple one spoke.

“Good to know.” You lean up against the kitchen sink not know how to start the conversation.

“So what brings up by?” You ask when you all grew back to a very awkward silence.

“It's about Steve Rogers.” Leo announcement made your mouth drop open.

“What about him?”

“Your in danger. And we need to get somewhere safe. I'm afraid to tell you that the Avengers have been hijacked.” Leo stood up with a folder in his hand, “Please come with us before he comes back.”

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