Calico shoved her foot in her boot, eager to go and see what the Avengers were yelling about.
Why they didn't get along was beyond her, because they all had very similar qualities in her eyes.
Even Tony and Steve were alike in one way or another, and most would describe them as opposites.
She sprang up and walked out of her room, only to be thrown back by an explosion.
Shocked and only slightly confused, Calico stood up and held herself up using the walls, proceeding to run to where she heard the most commotion.
"What happened?" she asked a nearby woman, who was busy crying hysterically. She was obviously new, or she would be calmly sorting things out like the others.
"B-Barton b-blew out one of our engines, and L-Loki's army is invading the ship!" she sobbed, pointing to the flames outside. Calico blinked, then wobbled down to the lab, figuring nobody would be there.
When she peeked into the lab, everything was in ruin, with Thor busy fighting off Bruce (Who had gone Hulk).
It was quite a sight, but she decided it would be in her best interest to leave after she'd almost been hit in the face with a bit of debris (which turned out to be a table at first; it didn't become debris until it hit the wall above her).
"Huh. So I'm not very safe, am I?" she mumbled to herself, realizing it would be safest if she just walked into an empty space. She ran to the boiler room (gee, this ship had it all, didn't it?) and bumped into a handsome blond, holding a bow and arrow.
She soon found herself dodging a short series arrows that seemed intent on ruining her life. When it stopped, she realized that the blond's face was completely blank. He raised his bow again, pulling back his arm. Natasha appeared out of the blue, a frown on her face.
"Don't you dare shoot at her, Clint!" Natasha's voice split the silence. Her fist made quick contact with his jaw, bringing him to the ground and ending his assault on Calico (who, at this point, was giving his arrows a closer inspection and squealing with delight over the technology he was using).
Natasha, looking like a mother duck with ruffled feathers, heaved a sigh and slowly approached the small ginger and gripped her shoulders, causing her to drop the arrows she was holding.
"Are you alright?"
"As alright as I'll ever be. Where's Tony?"
"Fixing the engines. Steve's with him. Um, any other questions?"
Calico shook her head, ignoring the groans of pain sliding from Clint's lips.
"I'll take you somewhere safe."
"Nowhere is safe, I checked. I almost got my face blasted off."
"Safe enough. God forbid something happens to you; Tony would kill us all." Natasha said, gently patting the top of Calico's head. Calico smiled.
Calico looked out the window curiously, wondering how they were still in the air after all the Loki commotion earlier that day.
She heard a throat cleared behind her, accompanied by the scraping of a chair.
"Get away from the window before you fall too." Tony's voice grumbled as Calico turned around.
Steve, Fury, and Tony looked tired, but safe.
"What do you mean, 'too'?"
"Bruce fell off the ship... Thor fell off the ship... Loki escaped... From the ship." Steve pouted, sitting down at the glass table. Calico followed his lead, sitting across from him and next to Tony.
"Where's Phil?" Calico asked. Fury looked at the ground. Calico swore she saw tears gather in his eye.
"Loki stabbed him. We got to him too late. He didn't make it."
There was silence. Steve and Tony exchanged weary looks. Calico buried her face in her palms, shutting her eyes sadly. Tony rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her.
Fury reached into his front pocket and pulled out some cards, tossing them in front of the trio. Vintage Captain America cards, with a few drops of red on one of them.
"Never got you to sign those, did he? They were found on his body. He'd want you to have those." Fury said in a low voice, turning his back on them. Calico swallowed thickly and looked from Tony's vacant expression to Steve's vacant expression. When it was clear that they didn't know what to do from there, she sighed.
"Uh, how do we stop Loki now? I'm not insane about the idea of being ruled by a killer." she stated, gaining a nod of agreement from her companions. Fury sighed, turning around with his arms behind his back.
"Phil and I had an idea. We thought things would be alright if we gathered the Earth's best heroes and called them the Avengers. You already know about that. But it's an awfully old fashioned idea, I suppose. They refused to work together until the last minute, and look where that's gotten us.
"And now Loki's going to attack New York and take Stark Towers, and we have no way of stopping him. Defeating S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't enough for him. He wants everything. And you know, Calico, I'm not a fan of being ruled by that psycho either."
Fury shook his head, allowing his words to sink in. Calico looked from Steve to Tony expectantly. They exchanged glances.
"So how soon can we get the others together and head to New York?" Tony asked, rising to his feet.
"Oh, we've already gotten on that." Fury said, smirking slyly at Tony's shocked expression. Steve chuckled and stood as well.
"Well, I think we should go clean ourselves up." Steve said, gingerly picking up the cards and placing them in his pocket. He and Tony exited the room.
When Calico was certain they were out of earshot, she turned to Fury with a smile.
"Good job, Calico."
"I didn't do anything... but those cards were in Phil's locker. I remember, because I put them there!" she said, placing a hand on her chest. Fury chuckled.
"They're perfectly able to save the world a thousand times over if they want to. They just need a push, you know?"
"Really, if those two can figure their issues out, the rest of us will be okay."
When Fury said "Loki killed him" I almost wrote "Is he alright?" I need to get some sleep.
I want to move to Australia. What do you think? X,D