"And then daddy bought me Oscar the pony, or was it Gilligan the ostrich? Maybe it was Jamaica, he bought me that year?" We had only been in the car of half an hour before Ally made the fatal mistake of asking Jasmine to tell us about herself. An hour and a half later, we were only up to the eighth round of 'what wrong thing daddy bought me for my birthday this year'

"Make it stop. Make it stop!" I told Ally hunched down in my seat in Ethan's car. It had been decided by Tony that for Jasmine's protection she should be in the car with Ally and I, Loki was with us for my protection. All I could say was that Tony was going to need a protector when Ally and I got near him! Ethan was with us to stop me from lunging at Jasmine. The second he saw me start to reach towards her he'd slam on the brakes locking up my seat belt, holding me back and damn near strangling me. So far he'd only had to do it, twice. "Oh thank god." I cried as my phone started to vibrate, I immediately answered without bothering to check caller-ID. Even Fury was better than Jasmine giving me another lecture on the best way to dye her ponies' mane pink.

"Yo," I answered the phone.

"Do you ever answer the phone correctly?" Steve's voice echoed down the line,

"If by correctly you mean hello, the answer to that is, Rarely." I said with a grin. "What can I do you for Capsicles?"

"Well for starters you can explain to me why there is a industrial size box of strawberry jam, in the kitchen." I smirked.

"That's easy. We ran out of jam."

"We ran out of jam?" Cap said, disbelief colouring his tone.

"Yep. And this way, Bruce can have a jar without me ripping his head off. " From the front seat Loki chuckled, as we all remembered the time I had gone all out ninja style on Bruce because he'd eaten the last of my jam. "Just one jar. And tell him I'll know if he has more. I counted!"

"You counted? Wait why am I not surprised."

"Counting Jam is a normal pastime. I checked. Google told me so it must be true. Besides, it's really good jam!"

"Jex." Cap began in a parental voice.

"Wait. I know that tone, No Bruce can not have more than one jar of my jam!"

"Jex. There's an entire box. There must be at least one-hundred jars."

"Fine," I relented. "He can have two jars. Not a drop more."

"Jex."

"If he really needs that much jam, he can go buy another jar. I swear if he hulks out and breaks my jam from a sugar-high. I will kill him. Bridezilla here will be put to shame if when I get home there is even one jar missing!"

"Are we seriously having an argument about jam?" Cap asked mildly.

"Yep." I said with a grin. "I'm assuming you called to talk to me about something more than my 116 jars of jam." I chuckled. "Told you I counted." I could just imagine Cap shaking his head.

"Yes. Natasha wanted me to ask you about her laptop, she found it smoking on her bed?"

"I had absolutely nothing to do with that!" From his position in the front seat Ethan smirked at me. "But someone told me that Fury would cover the cost of a new laptop. " I said with a grin. "Now Cap I've gotta go, were pulling into Napa Valley!" I said ending the call.

"Napa Valley?" Ally asked me curiously.

"Yeah. If I told him we were going to Vegas he would have said and I quote," I pulled a face and began imitating Cap. "Now Jex, No using fake ID's to under-age gamble. Then when I got home I would have gotten into trouble for doing it anyway. This way I only get into to trouble for not using my better judgment."

"You have netter judgement?" Ethan asked smirking.

"I do indeed." I replied with a grin. "And it's telling me that you should hurry up and get me to Vegas so I can make me some illegal under age gambling money!"

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