Hey, sorry short chapter. I'll update more soon. Quick question, should our least favorite black headed Norse god show up next chapter? And what plant do you guys think should repel magic? Ok, enjoy!

Stephanie woke up the next morning at 5 a.m., as always. She goes to her bag and grabs her work out cloths, a white U.S. Military t-shirt and grey sweat pants. She puts special tape on her hands on her way to the gym. She walks in a finds no one there, so she walks in and hangs a punching bag up and starts working. She lets all the anger of her parents accident and deaths, her three months in the children's home while the stupid judges decide who was fit to take her, and the fact her house was getting cleared for some strangers to live there. When she realized she was crying she was mad at herself and punch the bag so hard the seams broke and the sand poured out in front of her. She sank to the ground and let her tears pour like the sand. She didn't even realize someone was there now until they put there hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see Steve.
"You okay?" He asked gently.
"Honestly, I don't know." She said.
"What's wrong?"
"Everything." She put her head in her hands.
"Would you like to talk about it?" He sat beside her.
"I'm just upset about losing my folks."
"You know, I lost my dad to war when I was young and week after I turned 19 I lost my mom. "
"No, sir. I didn't know that."
"Well, it's true." He watched her think it over, "Come on, let me show you some moves."
She allowed herself to be brought to the other side of the gym where Steve started showing her defensive and offensive moves. She slowly allowed herself to enjoy the time spent with her grand-father. She would laugh with pure joy every time she did a move correctly or, when sparing, landed a hit on Steve. She was warming up to the idea of Steve coming into her life. Though she knew she could never, ever tell him her family tree. She didn't notice her dog tags start showing.
"Were your parents in the service?" Steve asked spotting the tags.
"Um, no. Lets continue." She replied.
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By 8:30 almost everyone was up, except Tony and Clint. Steve and Bruce were drinking coffee, Natasha was sitting at the island with Thor and Stephanie. Thor was eating pancakes like he hadn't eaten in a month, or so Stephanie thought. Stef got up and walked to the fridge. She looked through it for a little while, then frowned. She looked again, then, when she couldn't find what she was looking for, she shut the fridge.
"JARVIS? Will you, please, put silk vanilla soy milk on the shopping list?" She asked sweetly.
"Yes, miss Stephanie." The butler replied.
"Soy milk?" Steve asked.
"I don't like cow milk, it tastes funny." Stef said.
"Okay."
"I'll be back soon." She said as she put her dishes up.
Quickly she ran to her room and pulled out her non-toxic markers, quietly she tiptoed to her uncles room. She opened the door slowly and walked to his bed, he was spread out on the bed and was snoring loudly. Gently she drew, with a bright pink marker, on his lips to look like lip stick, on his eyelids with blue marker she made it look like eye shadow and, lastly, she used a darker pink marker as blush. Then she added jewelry with a gold marker, she sure made tony look pretty.
After she left she headed to Clint's room with red paint and shaving cream. She used a small brush to paint his nose and cheeks. She squirted shaving cream on his hair and face. He looked like Santa. She put her supplies in her room, then went to the kitchen. She had a wide smile on her face, receiving weird looks from the others. She took the blow horn, which she took from her room, and walked to the vent and pushed the button. As soon as she did the were two loud screams and a thud. A few minutes later, two sleepy men came down stairs, everyone laughed at the site of them. They apparently didn't look in the mirror before coming down stairs. What man does?
"What's so funny?" Tony asked.
"Uncle Tony, maybe you and Mr. Clint should look in the mirror." Stephanie said snickering.
"Why?" He asked walking to the bath room, soon after they heard a scream.
"Um, that's why."
"Clint, did you do this!"
"No, I swear I didn't." Clint said, but as Tony came back he looked at Clint and burst up laughing. "What?"
"Go see." Was simply Tony's answer.
"What the-"
"Kid in the room."
"Why do I look like Santa after losing 500 pounds?"
She couldn't take it any more, Stephanie burst out laughing. She laughed 'til she fell in the floor. She grabbed her sides rolling on the floor, red faced from laughter. She saw a knowing look come from Steve, slowly she tried to calmed down, taken a few puffs of her inhaler. When she finally calmed, she walked and got both men a wet wash cloth. After they got cleaned up she turned back to her iPad.
"So, you did that?" Clint asked in praise.
"Yep, three month in the children's home and you learn how to prank." Stef said. "Besides, it's not something you wouldn't do, uncle Tony would do it."
"Cool, so, what are you looking at?"
"Old news broad casts from the war with aliens."
"Cool, why?"
"Studying you guys technic."
She went back to work, writing moves she would attempt later. She also came up with her own by crossing moves. Sometimes someone would lean over and watch for a little, though Steve seemed the most interested. After one would end she'd go to another, she did this awhile, then she decided to go watch T.V.

Loki: Repel magic? Why would someone want to do that?
Me: Well, I can't say yet. But if people want you to come in soon you'll see.
Loki: Mortal scum, you shall tel me now!
Me: You're in my head I can do what I want. *A dress appears on Loki*
Loki: Why, I'll-
Me: See ya later my people!