Surprise! Or not, I have been creeping and not posting on FF for a REALLY long time, so I might just be an old newbie, or a new oldie? Anyways, I kinda took some cues from other people's fanfiction, I'm not great at writing other people's characters, and I don't own a diner, so here goes nothing! Please RR, I gotta know if this is making sense! Thanks for being here, and I hope you enjoy! -PondLake
Piles of smoking rubble leaned up against each other, and the ground oozed red, as a child's cry rang in the distance. Tony Stark stood surveying the destruction strew across the horizon. "How did this happen, in one hour? What, or who, did this?"
He asked, seeming to be talking to himself.
"It seems to be the work of Hydra, sir." His cufflink answered him. Tony just sighed, wasn't it always?
Classic rock played from an old radio, and coffee sputtered into a black and silver pot. The radio had an accompaniment of one lone voice. A girl of about fifteen hummed along with the song, as she mopped the floor.
"Don't you dare walk on my clean floor!"
The girl said, her voice sharp as she turned to face the man in the doorway. The man stopped in his tracks, the glare too strong.
"Sorry I'm late,"
The man said, his eyes flitting to the things that needed help around the diner.
"Miss Lana got locked out again." The pair rolled their eyes in sync. Miss Lana was constantly misplacing her keys. "Well thank you for the apology, but we open in ten, and it won't be me you will need to apologize too." The girl shook her head, and a door opened in the distance.
"Come on Perry, the day is rushing to meet us, and there is no room for the sorrows of yesterday."
Perry smiled, before reaching a hand over to ruffle his sisters hair. "Keller the poet, do your toes know it?"
He asked, before dodging a mop handle aimed at his stomach. "Scared?"
Keller asked with an innocent look on her face, before attacking Perry again. "
Stop tickling me!" Perry yelled, before the door into the kitchen banged open, and the two straightened up. "Morning Marta."
Keller greeted, before going back to mopping. Perry tipped an imaginary hat, and headed into the kitchen.
"Where will I be today?"
Marta asked, her accent thick as she reached for an apron hanging behind the door.
"The kitchen should be set for today,"
Keller answered, her voice echoing in from the seating area. "Should only be regulars for coffee today."
Marta nodded,
"Ah thank you for my job,"
The woman said, her eyes shining with gratitude. Perry gave Marta a towel, and replied; "Thank you for your work ethic!"
Soon the diner would be open, and many would pass through, each known by name. After the diner had closed, everything shut off and closed down, more visitors would show. These visitors would be know by name, but came by night, and made visits to the brother and sister. Sometimes the group left, and the pair would come back in the morning, not knowing or realizing they left. Once, Miss Lana of apartment L8 was on a late walk, searching for her keys, and saw these visitors. She admired their matching tattoos, red stars! Then went on searching for her keys.
So... What do you think? Who are the 'visitors'? Come back to find out! Please.