The phone rang. Tony sat in his basement and worked, but upstairs a woman of black bounced around the kitchen. She wore a black business outfit that stopped at the knees and looked as if it were ready to burst at the top. Her hair sat upon her breast and back, almost blending into the outfit she wore. She had long beautiful legs that were placed into skin tight, knee high, high heel boots. The clacking of her heels across the tiled kitchen floor rang across the kitchen and into the living-room. She grabbed the plate with the sandwich on it and raced downstairs. She burst through the glass and for a moment it seemed like everything was in slow motion for Tony. He saw a beautiful woman with the burst of glass, shining like the sun, making her look like a fallen saint. The sight was cut short when he found her on him and how she wasn't as small as he thought she was, those boobs must have weighed her down more because she was heavy.
"Damn it," she said as she scrambled to get up," I am so sorry, sir. I brought you a sandwich, it is just on that table. I tried to catch myself with the edge of the table, but I had that plate."
"Karishma, don't act like you killed me. You just fell on me," he replied with a smirk. "Now that your pink panties are out and breathing, how about you go over there and get my back up glass..." He was cut off from a smack to the back of his head.
"I will get it, but you are going to die if you keep talking about my underpants," she exclaimed while waving her hand around the air. "Now, you know that if you need help down here, I will help. Just don't think that you can do everything, because without that suit you are just a man."
She lift the glass and placed it into the place of the broken one," Anything else you want, like maybe lifting that suit that you having fixed yet?"
Tony turned and his head fell as he noticed that he had forgotten about the suit," Yeah, I need you to go upstairs and keep an eye on Pepper."
She opened the door and glanced back, but only for a moment before climbing the stairs and opening a laptop. She turned on the tracker and flipped on the nearest camera to Pepper. Something was wrong, Karishma could hear someone and it wasn't Tony. She broke the laptop and ran downstairs," Sir, time to go. If that suit isn't done still, you are gonna have to leave it because we need to move now," just then a boom came from upstairs." No time," she threw him onto her back," we gotta go now. You are gonna have to tell me where to go."
With a few turns, ups, and downs Tony led her to a ship. She popped her back as she sat Tony down," What are we doing here?"
Tony laughed,"Well, maybe we are here to fish..." interrupted by another smack to his head.
"Enough sarcasm," she led him into the ship. "So, we are stationing ourselves here?"
"No, we are..." he paused,"...nevermind. Yes, we are going to stay here. I have to work here anyway, so get comfortable."
She rolled her eyes and looked over," I am never comfortable while I am working for you, which is everyday of my life." She walked into a large room where the ship is controlled and looked around disconcerted. Shaking her head, she turned to Tony and glowered. The look of wanting to kill someone was plastered to her face. "Tony, where are we? Oh, and just so you know, I want to kill you now. You should probably find somewhere to hide and do it fast."
"Now, we shouldn't make this a hostile environment," Bruce walked out and pulled off his glasses.
"Sorry, you must be," she paused and walked over to him, sniffing the air and feeling his clothes," Bruce Banner. Pleased to meet you, Bruce. I feel that maybe you and I are the closest people on this thing. I read all about you, not that Tony willingly shared the information or anything, but what I read was interesting. You are different in person, and by the way, you stink of radiation," she turned and her hair followed in a wave, riding across the air.
"Charming, Tony always picks the ones like him," Captain America announced as he turned his chair around at the table.
"Steve Rogers, let me guess, we are meeting the team. What is it they call themselves? Oh yeah, The Avengers. Mr. Rogers, sir, you should just calm yourself and play with some cards while you try to keep up with today and everything it comes with," she glanced over and gave him a death stare," Now, I know everyone on the team so let's just get the mission and get done with this job."
"We have Intel that the government is planning on cleaning up loose ends, sending in the sweepers. Our job is to take out the group known as 'Goojel', a Russian hit team. The sooner we take them out, the sooner we get our lives back. I don't want questions and I don't want," the man turned to Kar and paused," sassing."
Kar turned to Tony and waited his orders, she wasn't about to let some big-headed agent tell her to do something. The agent fanned out folders filled with documents on the mission and how it was going to be taken care of. Tony glanced at before passing it to Kar," You read this, and then you can give me the short version."
Kar rolled her eyes and snatched up both files," Shall I carry you to your room as well," she laughed, but only for a moment.
"Well, now that you mention it. Being carried sounds nicer than walking there myself," he turned to see her obviously angry," Of course, I was only joking."
She smiled,"Of course you were, you wouldn't obviously think I would get that low as to be your total servant. I will get that short version to you soon. Oh, have a good night, sir.'' She sat outside his room and skimmed through the files before knocking on the door,"Want that short version now or in the morning?"
"Tell me on the way to breakfast," a voice mumbled through the door.
