Now comes Tech's turn to tell her story. Is her punishment too harsh? Too soft?
Tech's telling of the kitchen incident
Tech fiddled with her screwdriver, "Well you can tell him that it is not my fault that some people," she said giving a pointed look to the others, "Overreact to technology." She rolled her eyes, "I mean Stark Industries has been creating AI tech for how many years now," she sighed, "You think people would be used to it."
Bored, Bored, Bored. Tech was so bored. What to do, what to do. She wandered into the kitchen. She missed Stark Tower, with J.A.R.V.I.S. She stopped, and smiled, J.A.R.V.I.S. Making up her mind she walked toward the fridge.
"AI tech has never been publicly available for appliances" Firebird's voice was still at dangerous levels, but her hair was no longer as fire-y. That was most definitely a good sign. "In fact, the only place with high levels of AIs is Stark Towers."
"And the our Malibu home" Tech added.
Closing the panel. Tech got up and left, whistling as she went back to her room. That was fun fiddling with Mr. Cool, as the fridge was now named was just what she needed. Wonder what else she could make sentient.
"Still, you should have realized that a talking fridge was going to cause a reaction from your teammates," started Firebird.
"Not a violent one," protested Tech.
"Still, your punishment Is going to be no access to your lab for a week, and since you need more things to do you can help with the grounds, by weeding the property no technology, for the next month."
BOOM! CRASH! Tech shoot out of her seat like a shoot. Uh-Oh. She rushed out of her room, and into the kitchen. It was a mess. Holes in the wall, bone shards everywhere and burn marks on the floor, and ceiling. Smoke was everywhere and in the middle of it all was the fridge perfectly untouched.
"Yes, the shields work perfectly." she cried.
Just then Firebird walked into the room. She look angry. "So you're the one who started this. My office now."
Next up Thunder's side of the story.