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(Name) walked down the streets of New York at midnight. Her boss was a total dick and made her stay late that night to work on a project due the next day that he had just informed her about. Now, she missed her bus and had to walk the twenty-six blocks to Stark Tower in the dead of night. (Name) groaned and adjusted her bag. Shadows danced across the dark streets and street lights flickered to add to the already eerie feeling in the pit of (Name) stomache. She glanced behind her before she glanced down at her phone, hoping to call Tony to pick her up. “And it’s dead,” (Name) sighed and tucked her phone back into her boot.

    3 Weeks To Christmas    Steve walked back into the halls of Stark Tower after his morning run. It was only seven in the morning, so he knew he still had some time to have a shower and make breakfast before everyone woke up.    As Steve walked by (Name)’s room, he heard her talking to someone. He paused for a second, curious as to what was going on. He knew (Name) was normally the last one up in the morning, so it was odd for her to be up this early.    “But I miss you!” Steve heard (Name) exclaim. “You promised I’d see you this year.”    (Name) paused, and Steve knew she was listening to the per

    The bright white lights shone in the girl’s eyes as they fluttered open. She shifted on the hard metal table and her gaze caught on her reflection on the metal containers surrounding her. She tried to sit up, but she felt a tugging sensation on her chest preventing her.       “Ah, it seems the… patient is up.” A deep voice sounded from the other end of the room.     The girl glanced to her left, trying to see the man. She opened her mouth to shout at him, but a sound never came. She frowned, and her eyes widened in surprise as she realized there was

Rowdy's POV Talking About Turtles I laid on my bed in my room and tossed my basketball up and down. Up and down. Up and down. I thought about Junior’s grandmother. She was hit by a drunk driver. I thought about Eugene. He was shot and killed by his drunk friend. I thought about Junior’s sister. She was burned to death because she was passed out drunk when her trailer caught on fire. It could have easily been me. My dad could come in drunk and beat me to death right now. I could be the one who’s going to have the next funeral. I have nothing left to live for, so I don’t care if I die, but what about Junior? Do I wan

(Name) stepped into the elevator after a successful, and tiring, day of grocery shopping and leaned her head against the cool interior to close her eyes. She had been Pepper Potts assistant for three months and already wished she turned down the job. Being called up at three in the morning to drag a drunken Tony Stark out of a bar, spending hours cleaning up after huge parties and staying up at late hours to finish paperwork due the next day was not what she signed up for. There were some good things about (Name)’s job though. One being that the paycheck she got was huge. This made the once-in-a-blue moon shopping sprees very fun, if y

“Steve!” A female’s voice called from the living room of Stark Tower. Said man looked up from his newspaper and got up from the kitchen table. “Yes (Name)?” Steve questioned as the living room came into view. His eyes widened when he couldn’t see (Name) anywhere in the room. He rounded the side of the couch, only to spot the hacker laying spread-eagle on the floor. “What are you doing?” (Name) shrugged and lifted her arms up, signalling for Steve to pick her up. “I’m bored.” Steve sighed and lifted (Name) off the floor. As soon as she got on her feet, she grabbed Steve̵

“Yo Capsicle!” Tony called, when he spotted Steve standing in the doorway of the lab. “Where’s your girlfriend? Isn’t she always with you?” Steve rolled his eyes, “(Name)’s not always with me, and she’s upstairs. Its movie night remember?” “Oh yeah.” “Just hurry up Stark, movie starts at nine.” “Yeah, yeah. Don’t get your panties in a twist.” Steve and Tony took the elevator up to the lounge, just in time to see Clint jump out of the vents across the room. “So what movie are we watching?” (Name) asked as she walked in with B

(Name) sat at the kitchen table munching on a peanut butter and jam sandwich with her homework beside her. Okay, it wasn’t really homework, (Name)’s boss decided that she needed to have the blueprints for the large project they were doing with a client double checked, and assigned (Name) to do the tiresome work of checking and rechecking the measurement and angles of the condominium. (Name) has always wanted to be an architect, she loved designing buildings and learning how the structure of the building worked. When (Name) got her first job at Sydness Architects, she was ecstatic, but was soon disappointed when she got her first

 Clint stumbled down the hall on his recently acquired crutches. Clint and Natasha had come back bloodied and broken from a mission gone wrong a couple days ago. The two assassins were supposed to eliminate a leader of a drug ring, but SHIELD had given them false information. In the mission files, only twenty people or so were guarding the building. Clint and Natasha soon found out it was more like one hundred. They were largely outnumbered and unprepared for the grand number of people. Luckily the mission turned out to be a success, though they both came out with a few broken bones. Clint worked his way into the lounge and over to the

(Name)’s POV “Nat,” you called softly. “Yeah (Name),” Natasha responded. You glanced over at her in the dimly lit kitchen, “found it.” Tony’s POV Tony strolled into the kitchen at three in the afternoon to grab some candy from his secret stash. It was the best time to grab some sweets because all the Avengers and (Name) were around doing something else. Bruce was in the lab, Clint was training with Steve, and Natasha and (Name) haven’t been seen all day. Tony opened the last bottom cupboard in the kitchen on the lounge floor and reached inside, feeling around. He became confused wh