At the time I am writing this I am on a plane and there is lots of turbulence.I don't like it very much because the plane is shaking. We have about 3 hours left until we land. It's 2 in the morning but it's not like I get any sleep anyways. I think I have a lot of caffeine in my system. So here it is, chapter 7. -Anna's P.O.V- Anna was feeling good, for having getting a job and all. She headed home (the Avengers tower). She noticed that there were a lot of boxes everywhere. Were they moving?Yes, probably. Where to? Then it hit her, She is going to the new compound place upstate. She heard it on the news around the time the Spider-Man mania swept the city. She ran up the stairs, where Tony was standing there. There were moving men everywhere. Pepper was standing beside him. "Hey, where'd you go, kiddo? I was starting to get worried." He looked at her. He seemed a little overworked by this.
"It's only 2:00!" She said, "I know, just, can you hurry up? There are some things in your room I think you should take down".
"Alright, but first can I ask you a question?"
"Make it quick."
"Where are we moving to?"
"The new Avengers compound, upstate"
"Oh…" Anna looked down at the ground, frowning.
"What's wrong?" He asked, genuinely concerned.
"It's- uh nothing, It's nothing."She said, quickly. The truth was, that if she lived far away, she would almost never have a chance to be friends with Peter.
"Well then, go and grab your things. They're not that heavy." He said, motioning to the stairs. Anna went up the stairs to get her belongings. They were mostly personal items. Photos, little trinkets, stuff like that. One of the things was a small poster that said: "Big sister is my full time job." That reminded her. She had to quit her job. That was going to be fun. One if the things did not belong to her. It was a phone. An cool phone like the exact kind that Tony had. She picked it up. There was a sticky note attached to it. It said " Call me.- T.S". Anna picked it up. She ran downstairs with the box.
"Thank you for the phone!" She exclaimed. "
It's no prob, kiddo. I'm responsible for making sure you're responsible."
"Thank you."She said again
-Later-
Anna was at the compound. It was huge. There were rooms for all the avengers. People called Wanda Maximoff and Vision, Steve rogers and Sam wilson, Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff. Peter Parker and Scott Lang. " Thor (Odinson) and Bruce Banner. Anna didn't khow most of the people.
"Where's my room?"
Anna was confused in this whole big building.
"I'll show you."Said Tony. Tony showed Anna to her room. It was about the same size as the one in the Avenger tower. People later came with boxes. Besides the bed, Anna only had three boxes full of stuff. Clothes, personal belongings, and other things like drawers and lamps. By 7:00 everything was done in her room.
"I really appreciate this, you know. If it wasn't for you guys I would be dead by now." Anna was standing beside Tony in her new room.
"We hear that alot." Tony looked at Anna, then wrapped his arms around her body. A hug.
It was around 9:30 pm in the saturday, and all the Avengers were there. Even Captain America and Spiderman, which surprised Anna. There wasn't thor there, or anyone who could be hulk. She didn't want to interfere, so she stayed in her room. Listening to music and doing some extra courses. She was surprised when Peter came in. "
Hi?" Anna was confused.
"Can I come in? All they're doing is talking about shields and belts and stuff."
"Shields seem kinda interesting, don't they?"
"Not really."
"Alright. You can stay. Do you wanna watch a movie or something?"
"Yeah! Do you have any Star-Wars movies?"
"I have 'The Force Awakens'."
"Cool. Let's watch it." That's exactly what they did. When it was finished, the Avengers were still talking. Anna thought one of the were drunk. It was around Christmas, anyways.
"So, there are four days until Christmas," Peter said. "You know what would be cool? An Avengers secret Santa!"
"That sounds like fun, but I don't think it's a good time. Tony told me the avengers are kinda delicate."
"Oh. Well it's good that they're laughing down there." Peter smiled.
"Yeah it is. Do you think they could get together on Christmas?"
"Maybe. I don't know. Why do all good things come to an end?"
"Do bad things come to an end?" Anna asked. She immediately thought about the attack with the aliens in New York.
"Yes. But, good things are different."
"I guess. Do you think that they think that they think we're asleep?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I have an idea!"
"What is it?"
"We do a steakout on them." Peter had a guilty grin on his face when he spoke that last sentence.
-Peter's P.O.V- Peter snuck down the stairs to see what they were doing. He motioned for Anna to come down, and she snuck down, being careful not to trip over any stairs. It was fun for him to have a friend at the Avengers who he could talk to. Ned, however, was a different story. The only bad thing was that she was going to stay here, far away, and now he could only see her when they had meetings. Anna and Peter both crept across the floor. They didn't hear them. Which surprised Peter. They crawled under a table, and they could get a good view of what was happening. Steve Rogers, Captain America, he learned, was standing up on one side of the couch, and on the other side, was Tony Stark. They both looked angry. This was not good.
"You're the one who broke the laws! Don't blame me!" Said Tony. He had a different voice. A little shaky.
"Well, you never listen to anyone's opinion expect your own."
"Only 12% of you is good. The rest is Crapppppppbbbbb."
It hit him. Tony was drunk.
-Anna's P.O.V-
Anna noticed the first sentence was a shaky one. She didn't say anything about it, though. But when he spoke the second one, he realized he was the one drunk. She wasn't sure if she wanted to stay. But where else would she go? Was she overreacting?
"Hey!" She said, not realizing she exposed Peter and herself. The team looked towards them. They all looked at them in a moment of silence, but it was broken when Tony said, drunkenly:
"Eeeeeey! I'm not your father. Go somewhere else. You're not welcome here!"
Tears started to form in Anna's eyes, until, Natasha, who was aware of the situation said:
"Just head on up to your room. We're gonna deal with this, Peter, you go too. Okay?"
She talked in a stern voice, but it had compassion in it. Anna rushed to her room, Peter following. Anna opened the door, and tried not to cry in front of Peter. So many thoughts raced through her mind. All sorts of 12 year old memories came down to one. Her mom was making her do dishes, when her father came down. When he told her that there were too many dishes to wash, she blurted out in anger: "
Shut up! You're not even the real father!"
It was at that moment, Anna understood why she didn't have any of her father's facial figures like her brother and sister did. She was adopted. When she figured that out, she decided that he was the only father Anna had known. No matter what her mother said, he was her father. Anna started to cry. She missed him so much. A few seconds later Peter knocked on the door.
"Can I come in?"
"No." She said, trying not to sound as if she was crying. Why was she crying? It just made her so sad. She wished she could have her normal life back. Anna looked up as the door knob turned. The door opened, It was Natasha Romanoff. She wiped the tears on her eyes, but she didn't look up.
"Hey," said a male voice, It was Clint Barton, seemingly, her partner in crime. Anna didn't say anything.
"I think you should respond, you're not wearing headphones or hearing impaired like I am." He said, and Anna looked up.
"Really?"
"Partially."
"Oh, okay."
"Are you… Alright?"
Asked Natasha, looking at her sitting on the bed.
"I'm fine."
"You don't sound fine."
"Why?"
"Why does everything have to be related to everything? Why can't you just start something all new without having any relations?" She asked, tears still in her eyes.
"Actually, it is possible, it's called mental recognition." Clint said, eyeing Natasha.
"Really?" Asked Anna.
"No. No, not really," Natasha said, elbowing Clint.
"Oh."
"It's a small world. Everything is related to everything or else nothing would make sense in this crazy world." Clint said, making gestures with his hands.
"I guess that makes sense." Anna said, with no tears in her eyes.
"How is Tony, and Steve Rogers?"
"Steve just left. Tony is sleeping. Hopefully in the morning he won't be hungover." Natasha said.
"That reminds me! I have to get something!" Clint said, walking out the door.
"How does that remind- never mind." Natasha said, watching Clint leave the room. When he left, Anna asked:
"What happened?" That should be it. By the way, I stopped writing on the plane after about 7 sentences. Now it's the end of the day. 1500 words! 10 000 word goal here I come! Also, I know my cliffhangers are terrible. The 9th or 10th chapter will be the christmas chapter.
