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A week later, I received a call from the lab, saying my uniform was finally finished. I gave a small happy squeak, rushing down as fast as the elevator would take me. Bouncing into the lab, I could see a garment bag hanging from a door, with a smug-looking Stark standing in front of it. I paused in front of him.
"Is that it?" I pointed, and he nodded. I glanced to Banner, who nodded to me. We'd discussed what it would take for Stark to give me the new outfit, and I huffed internally. "And I assume I don't get it until I appease you somehow?" Again, Stark nodded, and it was my turn to smirk. He raised a brow as I pulled a messenger bag around, making a show of glancing around the lab as if it were some big secret. He leaned closer, already intrigued, and I handed it to him.
"What is it?" He asked, feeling the weight. I simply gestured for him to open it, and again glanced at Banner. The kinder scientist had assured me this would be the way to win the billionaire over, and I hoped he was right. I watched as he rummaged through it, his eyes giving away his surprise when he pulled out several containers. They weren't labeled, however, and he gave me a wary look.
"I was told these particular things weren't really found here on the carrier. A little birdie told me you might want them nonetheless." He opened one, revealing a large amount of fresh blueberries. His eyes widened, and he bounced a bit. "Not every container is blueberries, of course. Just a couple of them." I smirked wider as he stepped aside, allowing me to grab the garment bag. He was already popping berries into his mouth, groaning a bit and causing Banner to chuckle.
"Alright, I guess I could like you, kid." Stark winked, and even I had to chuckle. I nodded as I moved towards a curtain, far too excited to try it on. "Now, we didn't have shoes for you, because we didn't know what you would want." I closed the curtain and opened the bag to reveal a bright yellow outfit, complete with black belt and black side detailing. I knew the color would be unique from the rest of the team, and it would contrast with my dark hair perfectly. I quickly changed, loving the feel of the material.
"That's alright, Stark." I said as I stepped out. Both men's eyes went wide as they took in the outfit, and I smiled brightly. "I've got the perfect shoes for this." He nodded mutely, and I noticed a faint blush rush across Banner's cheeks. Stark recovered first, giving an eyebrow wiggle.
"Good. Can't wait to see the whole outfit."
I bounced down to the training room in my new outfit, excited to see just how well I could fight and run in it. Stark had said it was made of a basic material, would keep me cool or warm depending on the situation. It wasn't bulletproof, however, and he made several jokes about not getting stuck in a fire fight. I'd waved him off, too busy looking at the material. The belt, he'd continued, could hold several useful items, and had an optional thigh holster for my sidearm. I'd thanked them both profusely before heading back to my room to grab the shoes I would wear.
Now, as I entered the training room, I could see I was catching the attention of several agents as I headed towards the treadmill. I ignored them all, putting in headphones and starting my run at a brisk pace. I didn't notice when the rest of the agents left, nor when Barton got on the treadmill next to me. I was focused, mentally taking notes of different areas Stark may need to adjust, then upped the speed until I was running harder, faster, more like a combat situation. The tap on my shoulder had been unexpected, but I kept my pace as I pulled my ear buds out.
"I see you're officially part of the team now." Barton joked, doing his own jog. I finally slowed the machine to a walk, nodding as I mentally noted a few things for Stark.
"Too obvious?" I asked, pointing to the coloring. He shook his head.
"Not really. No more so than Stark, or Rogers anyway." He smirked and I chuckled, thinking how the three of us would look now. "Seriously, it looks good on you. What features did he give you?"
"Mainly just the basics. Without some super ability, there's not much he has to account for when it comes to this, now is there?" I raised a brow, and he shrugged.
"Well, I don't know. He could have found a way to give you the option of an optional wingsuit." My eyes widened, and I regretted not thinking of that sooner. I put it at the top of my request list for the genius.
"Is that even possible?" He shrugged again, keeping up his jog.
"Give him a challenge like thqt, I'm pretty sure you'd become one of his favorite people." I gave a small laugh.
"Doesn't take much then, does it?" I joked, setting a jog speed yet again. Despite the sprint, I didn't feel remotely overheated, and I greatly appreciated it. "Any other features you can think of?" He seemed to get thoughtful for a bit, and I waited patiently. It wasn't long before he shook his head, and I nodded. " Alright then..." I ended my run, going to where I knew Steve kept his stash of water. I took one, mentally promising to replace it as soon as possible, before going and patting Barton's shoulder. "I'll see you later, okay?" He nodded, and I left for my quarters to change and relax for awhile. I didn't notice the stares I got from the archer as I left.
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