Ariel and an Encounter with the Paparazzi

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"Jarvis to prepare the rooms for everyone." Tony asked once they were in the tower.

"Right away, sir." the AI answered.

Tony, Steve, and Bruce gathered in the giant living room Tony had created.

"So, what should we call her?" Tony tentatively asked the others.

"Are you suggesting we name her?" Steve asked slightly horrified at the idea.

"Really Tony? I mean it's not like she's a pet." Bruce said.

"Well it's also not like we can call her Her of the rest of the stay."

"Uh, yeah, but..." Steve said unsure.

Bruce thought for a quick moment and replied, "Steve I think Tony might be right. Even SHEILD couldn't find a name for her."

"Ha!"

"Shut up, Tony."

"Well I guess, but how do we know she'll acknowledge the name?" Steve asked Bruce while Tony pouted at begins told to shut up.

"I don't know, but it's worth a shot." Bruce replied. "We'll have to wait for everyone else though..."

"I know let's watch a TV!" Tony said happily, "Javis what's on?"

Shrugging Bruce and Steve agreed to watch whatever Tony decide to put on because they had nothing better to do. As they settled down they wondered what to do with the girl that had stood quietly right outside the elevator without so much as twice in the whole time they had been here. Tony told her to find a seat and after a second of hesitation she sat as if waiting to be told what to do next.

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The other Avengers slowly trickled into the room. Natasha was first in to come down (up?), followed by Clint. A few minutes later Thor burst through the door wondering about when they would go get food.

Once Thor knew they would go get food soon, Steve quickly informed everyone that their new guest needed a name which seemed to stump everyone. As they thought the TV blared in the background as Tony channel surfed.

The Avengers studied the girl that was watching the TV as Tony flipped from channel to channel. She her eyes, focused completely on the T.V., were a usual dark brown color, but were blank and lifeless. Her hair was light brown and cut so short; it didn't fall into her eyes or impair her vision. A worn, dirty black hoodie and jeans covered her frame and hid the rest of her body. They guessed she was about 5'4-ish. They would have to get do a physical later.

"Any ideas?" Bruce asked everyone.

He received negative answers from everyone except Tony, who was still browsing TV channels. Nothing seemed to fit, a few times someone would shout something simple like Sarah or Megan but it would quickly be rejected by one of the others.

"I've got it!" Tony shouted as he jumped from his seat and pointed towards the TV.

Upon the TV screen Disney Channel was declaring a movie marathon; the theme was the old Disney princesses.

"Ariel, that's good right?" Tony asked quickly.

Everyone stared for a second as they thought about it and slowly came to the agreement that Ariel was the best thing they could come up with. Steve and Thor, however, agreed but still looked confused.

"Why Ariel?" Steve asked.

"Yes, indeed, Stark. Why name this lady Ariel, out of all the other names?"

"Well, there's this mermaid who can't speak because of a witch. You guys will just have to watch the movie to get it." Tony said, "Jarvis, pull up The Little Mermaid for Thor and Steve to watch later. Now that that's settled let's go out to eat."

"That's nice Tony but first we need groceries. Even if we went out to eat where could we go?" Natasha inquired.

"Shawarma. Let's go to that shawarma place again. I liked it." Tony said getting a vacant look on his face, lost in thought.

Everyone agreed (to various degrees) and they all set out, intending to get shawarma and then do grocery shopping. Their plans, however, were stalled as they walked out the front door of the building into a giant crowed of paparazzi cameras flashing and clicking blinding the Avengers. Why were the Avengers walking in the first place you ask? Because it was always faster walking in New York as opposed to driving.

'NOOOOO!' all the Avengers screamed in their own heads. Occupied with the Avenges no one saw the teenage girl stealthily sneaking past the cameras losing herself in the crowd of people yelling, taking photos, and writing furiously on their notepads. After a few minutes of fighting through the paparazzi Natasha, irritated beyond belief brought two guns out from nowhere.

"Alright everyone. GET BACK!" she yelled calmly.

Terrified the mob of cameras slowly receded leaving enough room for the Avengers to pass through unhindered.

Heaving a sigh Bruce said, "Thanks Natasha. That was horrible."

"Where's Ariel?" Thor bellowed.

"I haven't seen her since..." Steve cut himself off as Clint caught sight of Ariel at the rear of the group behind Tony.

"Huh, she seems totally untroubled by the fact we were just mobbed by journalists." Natasha said.

"Whatever, come on you guys, I'm starving. Let's go get some food!" Tony said marching forward.

Agreements from everyone sprang up as the hurried to the restaurant.

A/N: Well tonight I'm just getting a ton done. Although I suppose it helps that I did plan out most of the story this time. It also helps that I had a base for this chapter already written. Whooo! Anyways I think I'll post this one too because if I have it done I'm going to post it. Flames are never welcome but constructive criticism is. Do you know the difference? Later! Thanks for dealing with my sporadic updates.