Pointy Things
The X-Mansion was awesome beyond words in Darcy's opinion. Being liaison to the X-Men for SHIELD had its perks, the best so far being a weekend stay at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. She had met all the X-Men except Wolverine, Storm, and Cyclops, since they were on a mission. So far, everybody seemed willing to play nicely with each other, and Darcy was looking forward to Coulson's approving eyebrow lift. The only person she expected to give her trouble was Wolverine, he was a surly bastard she'd been told, by Charles Xavier himself no less. So color her surprised and unprepared when the surly bastard walked in on her trying to open a bottle of soda. Why didn't they have twist-off tops?
His surprise at finding another person in the kitchen made his claws snick out, he apparently hadn't smelled her for some reason. She'd explore that later though. Right now, she had a potentially fatal, for her, situation to diffuse.
"Sweet, pointy things; here open this." She shoved the bottle at him, her words and actions meant as a distraction so she could bolt away. His words stopped her in her tracks.
"For the love of God, tell me you're legal."
"I didn't see that coming."
AN: So I am starting a new job today, so between that and writing my novel these drabbles and anything else I'm working on for this site may come a little slower than they have been lately. I know this is short, since I wrote it just before leaving for work, but I hope I did it well and you all liked it. Please review, it inspires and motivates me. Suggestions on pairing are always welcome. For the reviewer, I won't say your name in case you don't want that out there, who requested this pairing, I hope you like it and I will be working on the others you mentioned. I'm looking forward to writing Falcon.