"How is that even funny?" Jessica spoke for the first time the meeting started, "That's rude and inappropriate."
"Captain!" Beca exclaimed, "You've been so quiet it's like you haven't even been here!"
"Come on Stark," Captain America replied, "I've literally been here the whole time."
"Can we stay focused here?" Aubrey interrupted, "As laid back as the other chick is, this half of me doesn't really care for the idea of being spread out on somebody's operating table."
"Is it even possible to hold you captive?" Chloe asked. By this point she had taken the open seat next to Fat Amy.
"I don't know! It hasn't been possible up until this point," Aubrey answered, "But if these guys are all that everyone says they are, I also don't want to spend the rest of my life fighting them off."
"You wouldn't be alone," Stacie blurted out. The table was silent. Everyone was quietly agreeing with the statement, though none wanted to initiate the warm fuzzy moment that would come after saying it out loud.
"So we go to them," Jessica spoke up, "We strike first and penetrate their front line."
"That actually may have been a good enough reason to use the word penetrate," Fat Amy mumbled.
"We can't form our game plan here," CR reclaimed control of the meeting, "This is in no way a secure area. We have to move. All of us, and soon. If you're in, you have tonight to pack. Pack light but not to light. We have no idea how long this might take. I'm assuming you've all decided to take on the mission?" CR paused, looking around the table for an obvious objections.
"Well it's settled then," Beca spoke up, "Avengers road trip." Looking directly at Chloe, Beca continued, "Well Avengers and company, I guess, since they're letting everyone in these days." Chloe made a dramatic show of rolling her eyes, making it very clear to Beca that she was not amused by her behavior.
"Does that mean we need a new name?" Stacie asked.
"I've got it!" Fat Amy spoke up, "We can be The Randoms!"
"Guys we don't need a new name," CR interrupted, "You all need to go home and get ready and get a good nights rest. Now get out of here. I will be in touch about our meet up in the morning."
"Drinks anyone?" Beca invited as they all stood to leave, "And by anyone I mean beautiful redheads."
"I can't," Chloe replied, hardly sparing Beca a glance.
"Can't, huh? Not wont. Now that I think about it you do look pretty young. Aren't you old enough to drink?" Beca responded. Chloe let out an annoyed sigh. Beca could not figure out for the life of her what was wrong with this girl. The sarcastic approach almost always worked for Beca. Did she have no sense of humor at all?
"Fury said get some rest," Jessica pointed out, "Not show up hung over."
"Hang overs are for people who can't handle their liquor," Stark fired back.
"Hey new girl," Fat Amy interrupted the not so friendly banter, "Could you hand me my hammer?"
Chloe looked down at Amy's hammer, which was still laying on the table where she had been sitting. Chloe reach down and tugged at it. Obviously it didn't move. As a result Chloe pulled harder. When the hammer didn't budge she wrapped both of her hands around it and pulled with all of her might. This sight struck Bece as funny. Naturally she chuckled while watching her fruitless efforts.
"I'm just kidding you Red," Fat Amy said, stepping forward to effortlessly pick up her hammer. "It doesn't work that way." This time Beca out and out laughed at the confusion on Chloe's face. To her surprise, and everyone else's in the room, Beca's laughter was immediately halted. No one had noticed the flick of Chloe's hand that shot webbing right toward Stark, sealing her mouth closed. Chloe laughed, along with everyone else in the room, as realization of what happened crossed Beca's features.
"Now that," Chloe stated, "That is funny." Without another word Chloe let her skateboard slap against the tile floor. She hopped on and rolled towards the exit with a satisfied smirk plastered on her face. While everyone else watched the fiery redhead exit, Beca tore at the webbing covering her mouth until it finally came loose.
"That was disgusting!" she complained, "My mouth was open and everything."
"You better give up Stark," Captain America advised, trailing behind the rest of The Avengers as the exited, "I'm pretty sure this one is out of your league."
A/N: Show me some love ya'll. Hell even if I suck just tell me. I'll never turn away a reviewer.