Woah, sorry this took so long. I lost it, so I had to dig through a bunch of files, then, it turns out I never actually even saved it in the first place, so I just retyped the whole thing, so there's an excuse for it being shitty.
"Hurry up, I'm going to lose, and I can't find the matching thingies and I ran out of helps!" Tony said quickly, looking at a 7'x7' screen desperately, fists clenched in worry.
The center of the screen hosted 64 separate pictures of 8-bit hippos, elephants, monkeys, giraffes, lions, alligators, pandas and pink rabbits put in a square formation. To the left was a bar labeled 'TIME' with a sinking amount of green at the bottom, and on the right of the screen were the letters 'HELP' with faded pictures of binoculars underneath.
Clint has played this game. "Right there, upper-left hand corner," he said, jumping forward to slide the animals together, and in turn, making the green on the 'TIME' bar go up.
"Oh thank god. I'm on like, the 20th level and I was going to kill myself if I had to start all over again," Tony said, looking for the next match.
"What is this?" Natasha finally asked, gesturing to the screen.
Tony moved to the right and hit the 'Pause' button. "I stole it from Kizavi. It's called 'Zookeeper', her Nintendo DS game. She left it here, I got bored with work, hunted it down, dismantled it, and hardwired it to one of my screens and it went from there," he said, matter-of-factly, gesturing to the white handheld on the table, wire sticking out of it. "And let me tell ya, its way more fun when it's on a screen bigger than you."
"Oh, I wanna play," Tasha said, stepping forward. "I have no idea how, though. Do you just switch them back and forth?"
"Not exactly, you have to find two of the same kind, then get a third from nearby and switch that one with one in the way. So there has to be at least three in a row," Clint said, ready to press the 'Continue' button.
"How would you know?" Bruce asked from behind them
"Are you kidding me? I've stolen Kizavis DS so many times, I practically own it," the archer replied, resuming their game.
"Tell me one thing Tony," Natasha said, standing on her tiptoes to reach a row of lions. "How long were you at work before you got bored?"
Tony searched the screen. "A few minutes... Where's Steve?"
Clint smiled. "I think he slept through our panicking and is still on the couch."
"Hmn, old man got tired," Tony replied, grinning and watching as another layer of animal faces fell down the screen. "Wait, why were you panicking?"
Clint looked at him like he was crazy. 'You freaked us out. What you were saying made us think you were getting crushed, or something. Be more specific about why you need us to come."
"If I would've said what I was doing, you guys wouldn't care and ignore me."
Clint shrugged. "Point taken."
'Sir, Director Fury is calling. Should I connect?'
Tony groaned and paused their game. "Yeah, sure."
"We're gonna have to call you guys in-"
Tony, of course, was the first to complain. "What? Why? Can't you have somebody else do it? We just saved the-"
'I'm not stupid. And believe me, if I could've had somebody else do it, I would've, but I've already sent a team of twenty in there and I've had to claim them KIA. Whoever this is has made a perimeter and everything inside is invisible to us, so when the team went in, we lost them," Fury replied.
"How long have they been missing?" Natasha asked.
'I sent them in four days ago.'
Everybody in the room winced. Even though they most likely had no idea who was there, they certainly hoped torture wasn't involved.
"Where is this?" Clint asked arms crossed.
Fury cleared his throat, as if embarrassed. 'Boise National Forest.'
They raised their eyebrows. "Are you kidding? A national forest? What state is Boise even in?" Natasha asked.
They heard a sigh from the other end. 'Idaho.'
Tony laughed a little. "Idaho? Are you feeding us shit?"
'No Stark, I am dead serious. I want my team back, and I can't think of anybody else better for the job.'
"Are all of us going?" Tony asked.
'I need the Captain, Barton, and Romanov, but its optional for you and Banner.'
"I'll go then, I guess," Tony shrugged, making it sound like he was going to a lame movie. "You joining the freak show, Banner?"
The doctor, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke. "I'll be backup."
"When do we leave?" Clint asked.
'The second I find somebody who knows the forest well and is willing to go into an area that dangerous.'
The team looked at each other, the same thing in everyone's mind. "I know somebody," Tony said, smiling.
"Wait, what?" she called into the phone in the middle of a conversation.
'You used to live in Idaho, right?' she heard a slightly familiar voice ask.
"Yeah... Why?" she replied.
'Why are you making me do this? I don't even know her', she heard whispered on the other end of the line before a sigh. 'Cause there's a mission where we need a forest guide, and Tony suggested you, so then they made me call you even though I have no idea who you really are and this is so stupid because reasons.'
Kazavi nearly burst out laughing at the last two words of his rant, drawing attention from the other people in the bar. "Dude, you're funny," she replied, and could practically feel the surprise on the other end of the line. "And yeah, sure. What forest?"
'The big national one.'
"Oh hey, Boise. I can visit my friends while I'm there... Are you guys getting a hotel?"
'Yeah, we're going to get there, go to our hotel, collaborate with Fury, spend the night, then early the next day, we'll leave to kick ass.'
"Sounds like a plan. What hotel you staying at?" she asked, sipping her beer.
'I don't know yet. Probably some low-star one so we don't draw that much attention.'
"Oh, that's helpful," she replied sarcastically, leaning back in the bar chair and cracking her neck.
'Never mind. We're staying at Hotel 43 in-'
Kazavis face lit up. "Really? That's a pretty nice hotel. Four stars. And those light things in the lobby are pretty... So are you guys still at the tower?"
There was rustling on the other end. 'Yeah, kinda. We're leaving right now.'
She nodded. "How long does it take for you to get there again?"
'Three hours. Tony wants to know where you are.'
"I'm in Kanab, Arizona," she answered fiddling with a knot in her hair, figuring if Tony had to ask instead of just talk, then they are one a normal cellphone and JARVIS isn't hosting their call.
She heard him repeat what she said. "I won't be able to go that far by myself in three hours, so I'll get on a plane or something."
'Okay, ummm.. See you there, I guess?'
"Yeah, but wait, tell me your name again?" she said, glancing at the taxidermy raccoons playing poker at a small table in the corner.
'Hawkeye-' a sigh. 'Clint. Clint Barton.'
'Alright, see you in about five hours, Clint,' she said and pulled her phone away from her ear before shoving it in her jeans pocket.
The bar she was in was close to an outdoor one, the huge doors were always kept open, letting in the warm air from outside. It smelled of meat, wood, and dust, which were some of her favorite smells, giving her all the more reason to stop by whenever she was in the small town.
"Hey, Jeff," she called. The bartender looked up and finished his conversation with a mutant down the bar and hurried over to her.
"Yes ma'am?" he greeted, making it obvious he's known her for quite a while.
Kazavi grinned. "I gotta run," she said, resting a twenty-dollar bill on the wooden counter. "Can I have a cookie for the road, though?"
"Of course. What kind?", he said, walking towards the kitchen door.
She inhaled thoughtfully. "Umm, sugar, I guess."
He gave thumbs up sign before disappearing behind the doors.
The blonde leaned forward and tapped her hands on the counter, trying to get a good view of the mutant he was talking to.
He was faced the other way and sitting four seats to her right, but she could make out brown spiky hair and a jean jacket. She sat back in heer chair and saw dark jean pants and a green scaly tail waving back and forth.
She grinned. He must live here for that mutation.
"Here you go," the bartender said, handing her a huge, still-hot sugar cookie wrapped in paper.
She dipped her head in appreciation. "Thanks, man," she said, getting up and walking outside, past the outdoor seats and metal horse sculptures, deciding which gas station was closest.
Okay, as it turns out, I decided to get an idea out of my head that's been in there for quite a while now, so yeah, I lied. Kavati will partially be in the next few (maybe more) chapters. And she's only going to be a guide, so not really much attention is drawn to her anyway.