I opened my eyes just barely to see Tony staring down at me. I squeezed my eyes tight and said,
"Shhhh, go away! I'm sleeping!"
Tony laughed at me and did something but I heard the cage around me lift up and away.
"I am not letting you lay in the middle of my hallway get up and I'll show you your room." He chuckled and held out his hand.
I took the help but I didn't let go of his hand so he could lead me up. I really didn't feel like having my eyes adjust to the bright lights. He didn't object and I followed him through the labyrinth of hallways. I could feel us stop outside a door and I heard it open I opened my eyes just enough to see. It was a very simple room. The bed had an ornate but simple white bed spread and the walls were barren. I guess none of the guys knew how to make up a teen's bedroom. I was okay with that. I shuffled over the carpeted floor over to the bed and curled up under the soft blanket. The bed was comfortable, but not as much as the one Loki had for me back in Jotunheim. I really didn't care at the moment as long as I could sleep. I could hear the door quietly click as Tony left and I slipped into a dreamless sleep.
I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon and pancakes. I followed my nose down one of the hallways I explored yesterday till I came to the kitchen. I honestly thought I would find Natasha making food, but no Steve stood there pouring batter onto a pan and flipping bacon. I gave the bacon a death glare as I leaned against the wall.
"Hey you, what did bacon ever do to you?" I heard Clint say to me.
I raised my death glare to him and said "I don't kill animals for food, and it's not 'hey you,' my name is Stephanie. I shouldn't have to tell you twice Barton." It wasn't a good comeback but the way it was delivered it could have been one for anyone else who cared, because I got a couple 'burn' comments from Tony.
I smirked and walked away in search of a bathroom.
I came back and Tony started saying that if Loki and I were to be staying here we needed clothes and other necessities for living. I gave him a look of are you serious and he nodded.
"We shall go today," he announced, "Well you, Loki, me, and Natasha for your . . . 'girly' stuff. Before you ask why I picked e over everyone, frankly I still don't trust Clint around you two yet, Steve barley knows how to work a toaster, let alone a credit card, I don't trust other people with Bruce and making him turn into a huge green rage monster, and plus we get discounts if I'm there, and I honestly don't think leaving Loki alone will do much good and I doubt he even knows what to buy." He flashed his thousand watt smile and I stared at him dully.
"Natasha doesn't need to come. I can manage on my own." I said. I personally didn't like shopping anyways and it would be awkward having to go shopping with Natasha.
Tony nodded and handed me a credit card.
"Do not lose this."
"I figured that much."
I watched as Loki switched into a suit with a scarf wrapped around his neck. Everyone jumped while he and I let slip two cocky smiles.
We left around ten and the whole time we sat in Tony's chauffeured car I sat squished up against the window trying to take in as much of the city as possible. When we pulled up into the K-Mart parking lot, I took no time in getting out and rushing inside to get my clothes. I grabbed the basic jeans and T-shirts and then went hunting for a bag I could use to carry things around in. I found a nice one with fake studs on it for only five bucks. Clearance rack: boo-yah! I tried to stay cheap but I figured Tony handed the card to me and trusted me with it and I knew he was rich and didn't care, why not? I went to the school supplies and bought a few pencils and notebooks. I found a beautiful one with the Eiffel tower painted on it. I also got a pack of rainbow sharpies and card stock. I went back to the shoe section and picked out a pair of converse, seeing as my real ones were in Jotunheim and these were only manifested. The second I was done I rushed through check out then went to hunt down Tony and my dad. I found them looking at some jeans that were actually really nice. Loki was trying to figure out why he had to wear them and not his traditional garb and Tony was frustrated with Loki being stubborn. I gently put a hand on Tony's arm.
"I got this. Dad, you have to wear it so you seem mortal. If they see you in your uniform people might think you are crazy and put you in a padded call with a whole bunch of other nuts." Loki mouthed an exaggerated 'Oh' but I could still tell he wanted to wear his helmet and cape. Tony went to take Loki to check out while I sat and waited. They finally got through and we headed back to the car. The second we got in the car I pulled out the sharpies and took out a purple one and asked for Loki's arm. He gave me a confused look but I ignored it. I wrote 'Stephanie was here' on his arm. He looked at it and smiled. He looked for a yellow and green sharpie. When he found them he also took out my new shoes and wrote 'LOKi'D' on the toe cap. I laughed and Tony rolled his eyes. It was a quiet trip back to Stark towers. When we got back, I hurried up the stairs as fast as I possibly could so I could set up my room. I whizzed past everyone else just as Tony and Loki arrived in the elevator. I rushed down the hallway and slammed my wooden door shut. I took out the sharpies and got busy. I remembered Clint had some sharpie writings on his wall, and I thought that was cool. I started writing quotes, song lyrics, random doodles, and anything else I could think of. Next I untagged all the clothes I bought and hug them um in the make shift closet. I then took all the notebooks and pencils out and placed them in a drawer that was in the night stand. I intentionally placed the hardcover notebook in last. I felt that it needed special care for some reason. It took me about a minute to put everything away.
I suddenly heard pounding footsteps coming down the hall. What was going on? I looked around for something that could be used as a weapon I didn't find anything so I pressed myself into a hidden corner and waited keeping my breath quiet.
