p class="MsoNormal"Beth's POV/p
p class="MsoNormal"I was sitting at my desk coding a new program to make the magnets in Captain America's shield less susceptible to metals in the ground. After the third time that the shield was stuck on the ground because it was on top of a large iron deposit, Coulson asked me to make a few improvements. That's what I did, worked day and night in a lab to "make improvements" to the Avengers' gear. It was easy to work like this, I had no social life whatsoever so I had nothing to distract me. I had just finished the code when a notification popped up on my computer. It was an E-mail from corporate. Probably some sort of weapons commission meeting./p
p class="MsoNormal"When I was opened it I was surprised to find that it was an invitation to a party in the Avenger's Honor. It had been a 6 months since they defeated Ultron and all the dust has finally seemed to settle. Everyone had returned home and to their normal lives. Well, relatively normal lives they were the Avengers after all. I turned my attention back to the invitation. emBeth Warren is cordially invited to a celebration in honor earth's mightiest heroes and their triumphs in battle. The party will be held at stark towers, please present this invitation at the door to be allowed access. /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"I didn't think I would be high up enough to be invited to something like this. Although I fixed their gear, I had never met the avengers. I don't think they even notice that their weapons are repaired. I don't have a life so I am pretty sure that I will just end up stranded by the bar again talking to some intern about his high score on Galaga. The party was two weeks away so I have time decide if I want to go. Besides I had more important things to worry about. I had to make a pair of sneakers for Quicksilver that wouldn't wear out after ten minutes of running./p
p class="MsoNormal"*two weeks later*/p
p class="MsoNormal"I was sitting in my apartment when I finally finished those stupid sneakers. The lab closed at five so everybody could go home to get ready for the party so I had no other choice to take them back to my apartment and finish them in my living room. I would have to go to the party to give them to quicksilver but Coulson asked me to hand deliver them on Monday anyway. At least this way I could get the day off on Monday. "And done" I said as I finished lacing up the sneakers. This is the best "improvement" I have made to date. The shoes were lighter than air and sported a sleek black design. I had outfitted them with high impact grippers to increase durability and friction resistance. As I stood back to admire my work I made the mistake of looking at the clock./p
p class="MsoNormal""Fuck I have to get ready" I said as I made a b-line for the shower. I was only going to deliver the sneakers but I couldn't show up in sweatpants. I showered quickly and ironed my hair. I slipped on a skin tight black dress that seemed to magically give me an ass and red louisvittons (a gift from my mom when she found out I had gotten a job at SHEILD). I finished by doing my makeup, simple but it seemed to make my face have more dimension. When I was finished I inspected myself in the mirror. I looked strongemgood/em/strong. My short black hair was dyed blue at the ends which contrasted with my olive skin. My brown eyes and full lips sparked because I had added just a touch of glitter to them. Finally, the short dress and heels made my legs look as if they went on for miles./p
p class="MsoNormal"My phone buzzed and when I looked I saw it was a text from Coulson. "Where are you with those shoes, I want to show them off to Tony. He needs to know that he isn't the only genius at SHEILD" I felt myself turn pink as I read the text. I remembered I didn't have time for this I have to get down to stark towers. I grabbed my purse, jacket, and the invitation as I headed out the door./p
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p class="MsoNormal"*Authors Note: Hey reader! this is my first ever published fanfic about Quicksilver from the avengers (NOT THE X-MEN VERSION). so if you have some constructive criticism feel free to tell me* /p
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p class="MsoNormal"I was sitting at my desk coding a new program to make the magnets in Captain America's shield less susceptible to metals in the ground. After the third time that the shield was stuck on the ground because it was on top of a large iron deposit, Coulson asked me to make a few improvements. That's what I did, worked day and night in a lab to "make improvements" to the Avengers' gear. It was easy to work like this, I had no social life whatsoever so I had nothing to distract me. I had just finished the code when a notification popped up on my computer. It was an E-mail from corporate. Probably some sort of weapons commission meeting./p
p class="MsoNormal"When I was opened it I was surprised to find that it was an invitation to a party in the Avenger's Honor. It had been a 6 months since they defeated Ultron and all the dust has finally seemed to settle. Everyone had returned home and to their normal lives. Well, relatively normal lives they were the Avengers after all. I turned my attention back to the invitation. emBeth Warren is cordially invited to a celebration in honor earth's mightiest heroes and their triumphs in battle. The party will be held at stark towers, please present this invitation at the door to be allowed access. /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"I didn't think I would be high up enough to be invited to something like this. Although I fixed their gear, I had never met the avengers. I don't think they even notice that their weapons are repaired. I don't have a life so I am pretty sure that I will just end up stranded by the bar again talking to some intern about his high score on Galaga. The party was two weeks away so I have time decide if I want to go. Besides I had more important things to worry about. I had to make a pair of sneakers for Quicksilver that wouldn't wear out after ten minutes of running./p
p class="MsoNormal"*two weeks later*/p
p class="MsoNormal"I was sitting in my apartment when I finally finished those stupid sneakers. The lab closed at five so everybody could go home to get ready for the party so I had no other choice to take them back to my apartment and finish them in my living room. I would have to go to the party to give them to quicksilver but Coulson asked me to hand deliver them on Monday anyway. At least this way I could get the day off on Monday. "And done" I said as I finished lacing up the sneakers. This is the best "improvement" I have made to date. The shoes were lighter than air and sported a sleek black design. I had outfitted them with high impact grippers to increase durability and friction resistance. As I stood back to admire my work I made the mistake of looking at the clock./p
p class="MsoNormal""Fuck I have to get ready" I said as I made a b-line for the shower. I was only going to deliver the sneakers but I couldn't show up in sweatpants. I showered quickly and ironed my hair. I slipped on a skin tight black dress that seemed to magically give me an ass and red louisvittons (a gift from my mom when she found out I had gotten a job at SHEILD). I finished by doing my makeup, simple but it seemed to make my face have more dimension. When I was finished I inspected myself in the mirror. I looked strongemgood/em/strong. My short black hair was dyed blue at the ends which contrasted with my olive skin. My brown eyes and full lips sparked because I had added just a touch of glitter to them. Finally, the short dress and heels made my legs look as if they went on for miles./p
p class="MsoNormal"My phone buzzed and when I looked I saw it was a text from Coulson. "Where are you with those shoes, I want to show them off to Tony. He needs to know that he isn't the only genius at SHEILD" I felt myself turn pink as I read the text. I remembered I didn't have time for this I have to get down to stark towers. I grabbed my purse, jacket, and the invitation as I headed out the door./p
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p class="MsoNormal"*Authors Note: Hey reader! this is my first ever published fanfic about Quicksilver from the avengers (NOT THE X-MEN VERSION). so if you have some constructive criticism feel free to tell me* /p
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