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"Morning?" Natasha said confusedly down at the furious face of Charmain exiting the elevator, "Sleep well?"

"Yeah… peachy." Charmain growled up at Natasha. She let out a few calming breaths, confusing Natasha more, and studied the room, "We're the only ones here? Where are the others? Still asleep?"

Natasha shook her head and continued with her cereal behind the counter, "Thor's back to Asgard, Steve's probably been up and training for hours and…" she trailed off and looked to the other side of the room to the few couches.

Charmain understood and walked around to find none other than Bruce watching TV. "Morning, Brucie." He looked at her and she took the opportunity to look around. He was wrapped in a blanket, still wearing pajamas and clutching a bowl tightly in between his hands… he looked like hell with dark circles under its eyes.

"Uh, sorry." He smiled tiredly at her, "Good morning."

"M-Morning?" To say she was more than utterly confused was an utter understatement. She looked back at him and cocked her head to the side, "What happened to ya?"

"Tony commandeered my room." Bruce explained a little quickly and looked back to the TV.

"Okay… weird." Charmain thought to herself and looked at Natasha for an ACTUAL explanation, but just received a shrug.

"Oh.. oops…" Charmain grinned and hurried up the stairs, into the 'kitchen', and next to Natasha, "Thanks for bringin my bags. I found it when I left my room earlia."

"You're welcome." Natasha chuckled, "JARVIS told me you were asleep and I didn't feel like disturbing you." Charmain nodded and opened the fridge, but apparently Natasha wasn't finished.

"I see you like the dress I got you, but it wasn't intended for sleeping in, you know?"

Charmain didn't have to be trained to hear the clear knowing smirk in Natasha's voice. She knew Natasha knew what happened, she wasn't an idiot, and, unfortunately for Charmain, it didn't help the furious blush creeping up her face… not one bit. She stuck her face deeper in the cold fridge to cool herself down. "Why the hell does everything I try in these situation never work!?" she screamed to herself, "When you said I can change an atmosphere in a heartbeat, you must've been drunk, Smartass!"

"I was in the midst of tryin on clothes when I fell asleep." She murmured softly and continued searching through the food.

"Oh, really?" Natasha frowned and crossed her arms, "Trying on clothes without boots or accessories is so unlike you… Or without a bra for that matter."

They could both hear Bruce choking on his cereal in the distance, but he quickly recovered. Charmain groaned and swung the fridge closed hard in frustration, "Maybe I was just in the middle of getting dressed…"

Natasha raised her brows, "Without a bra?"

Another choke.

"I was lazy!" Charmain snapped.

Ding

"Morning everyone." Clint yawned and made his was up to the kitchen as well.

"M- (cough) Morning." "Barton" "Mornin, Cupid." Everyone greeted back.

The poor man's hair was spiking in all direction and his trousers were crooked, but in all this he looked confused and pointed at Charmain, "Why is your face red?"

Natasha stiffened slightly, "Oh boy… Minefield."

Charmain sneered at Clint, "None of your fire-cracking B-hive! And what about you!? Why are you shirt… shirt… shirtless..?" Her sneered fell and she drooled at his perfectly toned abs, "Wow, put that away if you know what's good for you, buddy… Moments like these are where I feel the most sorry for Sis."

Clint cringed and looked at Natasha pleadingly.

"No use looked at me…" Natasha snickered, "You'll just have to wait till she's done admiring and then go put on a shirt."

"Wait a minute!" Charmain exclaims and looking in between the two assassins, "Please don' tell me you two are still not a couple!"

"Of course not!" Natasha retorts angrily.

Ding

"Morning my unruly guests." Tony muffled out from under the blood-stained cloth he clutched over his nose.

Clint hid how much this look amused him (and most of the others) under a frown, "What happened to you?"

"A bird flew through HIS bedroom window and hit him in the face." Charmain growled, interrupting Tony's unspoken words, swiped Natasha bowl and headed down to the couches where Bruce still sat. Tony glared daggers at her, but she just ignored him. Everyone in the room watched them in dismay.

Flashback

Tony awoke from his peaceful slumber, something he surely lacked the last few weeks, with the bright light shining through the 'curtains' they had forgotten open the previous night. "They…?" Tony questioned in his mind and turned around shakily. Charmain's shoulders still spread and retracted in a steady motion and Tony sighed in relief before stiffening again, "Oh, yeah… the pain…"

He shook his head, smirked and rests his head back on to his arm. Charmain was still sound asleep in front of him and he wouldn't lie and say he didn't find this entire scenario comforting. He tried to resist, but gently ran his fingers through her long soft hair until they brushed against the lower region of her back. He moved the tip of his finger up to her hip, down her leg, under her dress and continued up again till it reached her lower abdomen. He gently brushed his fingers over her skin, slightly grazing the brim of her underwear, and felt Charmain's entire body shiver under his touch. He looked back up from his arm and found Charmain's rare piercing glare peering over her shoulder.

"Mr. Stark?" her voice was low and dark, "Go to hell!"

The last he remembers of Charmain was her fist, followed by the last thing he heard before hearing her storm out the room… a loud CRACK.

End flashback

"Yeah… a bird." Tony rolled his eyes, "A bird who'd just happily lay AWAKE outside my window until I was awake as well, so she can plummet through my window and into my face."

"Smart bird." Charmain muttered and sat down next to Bruce where she could finally eat her (Natasha's) cereal.

Clint looked in between Tony's growling expression and Charmain's nose high up in pride. He smirked, "You know what you two remind me of right now…?"

Natasha nodded in agreement, already knowing where he was getting at with this, "Cats and dogs."

Charmain and Tony just ignore him so the other three in the room sighed and continued with other things. "Will your nose be a problem with your mission today, Stark?" Clint asked out of the blew.

"Unfortunately, no." Tony sighed.

"Mission!?" Charmain exclaimed and accidentally dropped her bowl on herself. She yelped and jumped up as the cold liquid moved down her legs. "W-What mission!? You don' work for Nick!"

"Just the occasional run-round." Tony shrugged, "SHIELD is a little short staffed and we can't really know where all the damsels in distress are without the guy's help. You still don't have to, Darlin. It's nothing you two need to-"

"Nothin we need to worry about!?" Charmain gasped, "You could- you all could still get hurt if ya go out alone like this… like Cuz got hurt. And you expect me to just sit here and hope you're alright!?"

Everyone watched the two in awe. Tony opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. "Come on, man…" Tony thought to himself, "Moment like these are where your hopeless snarky remarks should be coming in handy!"

"Sorry…" Charmain mumbled after a while of silence, catching everyone off guard, "This is what ya guys do, I shouldn't have said anythin… I'll clean this up."

She held her hands above the couch and next to her legs. The milk slowly and almost elegantly moved out and off of their original positions and collected in the air between her hands. She gently dropped the 'bubble' back into the bowl and placed in it on the table.

Tony finally recovered and smiled reassuringly, "You shouldn't worry yourself so much, Darling, you'll give yourself grey hair. I will- we will be fine."

"Just forget it, alright?" Charmain sighed and cleaned her dress too, "Sorry if the milk stains."

"Don't… worry about it." Tony said hesitantly and looked at Bruce, "Why did you sleep here?"

Bruce turned and glared at him. "What do you mean 'Why did you sleep here'!?" he growled, "You transformed my room into god-knows-what, transferred all my things to Lumina's room AND changed her name on JARVIS to Mrs. Banner! Are you trying to make Lumina only hate you or want torture you to death? Because I think it's the latter at this point."

"Ah, so that was it." Charmain though to herself.

Tony gave a fake pout and lowered the cloth to see if his nose had stopped bleeding, "I just thought you'd like to cuddle with your girlfriend, was I that wrong?"

"Well of course I do!" Bruce groaned and let his head fall back, "But what do you expect me to do? Just crawl into the bed next to her?"

"Yeah, Mr. Stark..." Charmain turned to tony and gave a humongous menacing grin, "You don't expect him to do such a thing, do you?"

Tony rolled his eyes and winced as he placed the material back on his nose.

"Seriously, Stark." Clint sighed, "What did you do?"

"It's nothing, Cupid. Just leave it be." Charmain huffed and begun moving back to the elevator, "I'm gonna get cleaned up. See ya guys late'." She paused next to Tony and dropped her voice to a whisper, "Just make sure you get back here- back to me- in one piece, won't ya?"

Tony nodded more determinedly than she thought he could possible, so she continued to the elevator.

"Oh, and Bruce…" she quickly pushed the 'Darlin' button and turned to him, "Right now, waking up next to ya is just what Sis might need… as long as ya just don't do anything more than that." His face turned a slight crimson, "She probably won't leave that room for quite a while, just lay curled up and sob… that's what she does. I want to leave it to you this time to comfort her, because I won't be able to do it forever and she knows that. Like I said, wakin up next to you will really comfort her."

The usual Ding of the elevator was followed by Bruce's slow nod so she backed up into the elevator. She looked at and smirked at Tony, "I guess me and Sis are alike in more ways than one."

Before the door completely closed in front of her, she could see Tony smirk back at her. He knew exactly what she was implying and when he comes back from his mission, he WILL slip into bed next to her again. He'll only keep his hands to himself this time…

Or… well… he'll try.

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Important broadcast!

This story will be having a sequel! But it won't exactly be a sequal-sequal… Uhmm, how do I explain this? -_-,

The story will be about Nic and Nat and it will be called 'Two New X-Men, Curse or Blessing?'. Yeah... you can basically figure out what it'd be about by just that right there. It will be some time after this story's ending(still not there yet btw) and there will be some references to THIS story in the next one and 'previews' on the next one in this one.

My reader don't need to read the next one to have a ending in this one and the people reading the next one don't need to read this one to be able to read that one. But they will still kinda be like sequels.

(I always hated thinking I'm at the ending of a story and then it says freakin 'SEQUAL'! So my story won't be like that. Sorry for those who like that kinda thing. But Charmain and Lumina WILL appear in the sequel, so that is something, aint it?)