When I wake up the next day, I'm pretty sure I act like the opposite of what a budding new SHIELD agent is supposed to be: energetic, rearing and ready to go. Instead, I drag myself on the floor and lazy stretch my hand to open my bedroom door. I give up after one try and instead yell for help.
"Natalya! Help me!" I groan, hopefully loud enough. The door swings open, taking away the support my back had. I look up at my sister who shakes her head.
"You're useless," she tells me.
"Says the girl whose greatest pride in life is eating three bags of cheese puffs," I retort. Natalya scoffs and turns her back. "No, wait! Don't leave me here!" I plead, raising a hand in form of surrender. She turns around and pulls me up.
"Do I have to make you breakfast too?"
"You do."
"Why?" she groans. "Are you also too lazy to fry an egg for two minutes?" she says with a smirk.
"I made breakfast yesterday. It's your turn," I say triumphantly, smirking at her look of exhaustion.
I walk into SHIELD base, slightly less sleepy than I was this morning and see Clint and Natasha chatting aimlessly outside.
"Sup Birdman?" I ask Clint, laughing at his unamused expression.
"Can't wait to see you get your ass kicked in your evaluation today," he replied with a small smirk.
"Keep chirping, Bluebird." Natasha snorts before composing herself again.
"She's right, Clint. She'll be fine," Natasha tells him. I cross my arms and smirk at Clint, who turns away from us.
"Oh, hey, look who's here," Clint says, trying to keep up conversation. Steve walks up to our small group, hoisting his shield on to his arm.
"Ma'am, Clint," he says automatically. He smiles when he sees me. "You," he greets.
"And you," I reply with a smirk. He smirks back at me; he seems like a pretty good person. We stand smirking at each other for a few minutes and just as it starts to get awkward, he snaps back into attention.
"Shit, um, I forgot, I came to get Tatyana- I mean Agent Antoline to escort her to evaluation," he tells us. I wave to Natasha and Clint and follow the Captain into what is possibly the largest facility I'd ever seen. "OK, is the evaluation trying to find my way through this maze and then find a way to SHIELD?"
"No, because if it was," he puts his hand on my back and pushes me to the front, "we wouldn't have any agents." I laugh.
Soon enough, Steve gets me to the evaluation sector of SHIELD where I meet… this bald guy with an eye-patch, which I have to admit intimidates me a bit.
"Name?" he asks firmly.
"Tatyana Antoline." I watch as he checks off something on his clipboard.
"Director Fury," he introduces himself as, shaking my hand. I'm handed a gun and some wrist tazers and I'm told to use them wisely.
After about an hour of going through men, women, robots, creatures, fire, water and electric shocks, I finally make it out, not feeling great, but at least I'm not shreds. Director surveys me for a moment and smiles. "Agent Antoline, welcome to SHIELD."
Steve, Natasha and Clint all smile at me and I smirk back. This should be fun.