DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the marvel characters, only my OC(s)

-Somewhere in town : 4:30 -

Half an hour later, I stood up from the park bench we had been sitting on, running our hand through our now blonde hair. Making a random excuse I hurried off from the people I had been hanging with for the past ten minutes.

This was final showdown time, minions had been swarming around town for the past half hour and were obviously getting nowhere. Time to mix things up!

I strolled over towards the mall and slipped into the toilets. Once inside, I quickly pulled the hat out of the skinzone and carefully placed our usual green one back on. I pulled our normal clothes out of our bag and quickly changed into them – Black jeggings and a loose fitting dark red top.

Strolling back outside I let Dee take over (Take us up) I felt the grin spread over our face and she sprinted at the wall, pulling us up and quickly ascending all the way up to the roof of the mall. The adrenaline coursed through our veins and filled us with nervous energy.

"COME AND GET US STARK" Dee screamed once we were on top of the building. Quickly dropping down off the roof and onto the top floor of the mall, giggling madly.

Sprinting over to an empty looing clothes shop, I quickly hid in the corner behind a rack of dresses pulling on a light skin coloured morph suit, allowing the clothes underneath and the suit itself sink into the skinzone. I glanced down at our hands. It would never get any less strange seeing our beautiful dark olive-brown skin turned pasty white.

I quickly pulled on a mousey brown hat and allowed it to dye our hair a very plain shade of mousey brown. Almost done.

I reached into our bag once more and pulled out a black suit (appropriated from a SHIELD personnel), a pair of sunglasses (also courtesy of SHIELD), an earpiece (guess where from) and a hair tie.

I hastily slipped into the suit and tied our hair back, letting a piece fall just enough to cover our undercut. Popping the earpiece into our ear and placing the sunglasses on, I stood up and straightened out our suit.

Time to have some fun.

oOo

***(3rd per)

- Stark tower : 5:00(pm) -

"How the hell," seethed Fury. "have we not found her yet?"

He glared round at the group in front of him. Stalking up and down in front of the television. "We are SHIELD. We have over on hundred people searching for her and even though she waved herself in our bloody faces, she still manages to slip through her fingers!" the tirade continued for several minutes.

The avengers before him shuffled nervously. Suddenly there was a tentative knock on the door, which opened to show a nervous looking mousey haired agent. "e-e-excuse me sir." She stammered. "B-but we have news on the manhunt."

Fury spun to face her "Well?"

"Sh-she left an note, sir." The agent fumbled with the folder she was holding before passing it over to Fury.

Fury scanned it and turned to Stark, passing it over with a glare "What the hell is this meant to mean?"

Stark took it and read it out "Ha. Stark, you LOSE. - X"

Clint guffawed and even Natasha smirked. "Well you see sir, Stark made a bet that we would be able to find Varian. And she bet that we couldn't. I guess she was right." Clint grinned.

Fury turned to Stark with a thunderous expression, but before anyone could say anything a snort of amusement came from the doorway. Everyone turned to see the agent that had brought the note attempting to stifle her amusement. Fury's fury snapped round to the agent "is there something you find funny, agent?" he asked with deadly calm.

"no - its – just – I.." she collapsed into giggles.

Steve stood up. "what is it?"

"you guys are just so fucking terrible at this!" she gasped before being reduced to giggling again.

"holy shit," gasped Bruce

"no way!" said Natasha in disbelief.

"What the hell is going on here?" growled Fury.

Bruce glanced at Natasha wide eyed, "is that..?"

Natasha nodded "I think so"

Clint suddenly jumped up "oh my god, is that Vari!?"

The agent on the floor burst into a new round of laughter as she tried to sit up, nodding manically.

*** (Vari)

I stood up, still shaking with laughter and pulled the brown hat from our skinzone, shaking my, now green, hair out.

"Just give me a minute." I said, breathing deeply attempting to calm myself down. Helpful for me but I could still hear Dee and My giggling in the background. I attempted to shut them out. (Shut uuup guys! I'm trying to concentrate!)

I quickly let all the layers of clothes we were wearing (bar the green hat) pull out of the skin zone. I quickly stripped off the suit and morph suit, revealing our normal clothes and natural skin tone underneath.

I glanced up to look at the people around us and gave a wide smile "hi guys!"

They all stared at us in shock. Nat was the first to pull herself out of her reverie. "Okay, that was pretty amazing."

"I know it was." Dee crowed and stuck out our tongue at Stark (great you just have to recover from your laughing fit now) "I guess that makes US the winner meaning." She pointed at Stark "You LOSE!"

Stark held up his hands in resignedly. "okay, okay whatever! But more to the point, how the hell did you manage to do that?"

I shrugged "well you know about our whole skinzone thing right? Wearing a morph suit basically tattoos our entire skin a different colour."

Everyone looked suitably impressed.

She sauntered over to a sofa and planted us firmly between, a now no longer disguised, Bruce and Nat. "Soooooo…" she glanced at the two of them "have fun?"

Bruce nodded "Surprisingly pleasant. Leo is good company." Dee grinned and did a mini fist pump.

"Aaaand…" she turned to face Nat

"It was... interesting…" she supplied.

Dee suddenly looked slightly sheepish "Ari didn't try to flirt with you did he?" Nat didn't have to say anything, she just smirked. Dee buried our face in our hands "Oh my god, he is sooo fucking embarrassing." She said with a muffled groan.

"It's fine." Nat smirked "it was actually kind of funny."

"As long as he didn't make TOO much of an ass of himself." Dee beamed at her.

Jumping up I clapped our hands and turned to Stark. "I win so today Stark is making dinner!"

Stark slumped slightly.

"Buuuut as we're in a good mood we'll give you a hand. Although you're still going to have to wear the apron. And JARVIS?"

"Yes Miss. Seneca?"

"Remind us tomorrow we have some painting to do." I grinned evilly. There was no way any of us was going to let Stark off on that one, though I might be nice and only paint a little.

We got up and stretched "Tonight we declare to be a partial Ridley Scott action marathon! Starting with 'Gladiator'!"

Stark seemed slightly cheered by that prospect. While Nat and Clint sat there with a slightly confused look. I gasped "Oh my god. You guys have never watched gladiator?" Nat shook her head. "Well you are in for a treat tonight!" I beamed.

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It's fascinating. I have genuinely never seen anyone so incapable of cooking. Stark is good at experiments, however is a recipe (pun alert) for absolute chaos when it comes to cooking. Who knew pasta was flammable while still in boiling water?

It's over, that's it folks! Thanks for reading, and as always, please review! 3

btw, my friend did actually manage to burn pasta before. Exactly how you get a foot tall flame from boiling water, I'll never know XD