IMPORTANT MESSAGE FOR READERS: Okay, so a lot of you have been asking whether or not that was the last chapter last time. There are still a few more chapters and this story will be over. Also, I will be updating more slowly. I am EXHAUSTED from updating so much! lol Just wanted to let you all know! But this short snippet ought to cheer you up!
Chapter Twenty-Two
"Oh please, not again." I looked at the hospital food in disgust. It looked like the same mystery meat they served in my school cafeteria.
"You've got to eat it." Aunt Nat urged. She had turned into a complete dictator when it came to eating my meals. As for this thing the hospital called lunch, she thought it would make me feel better. It just made me want to throw up.
"Yes." I moaned as I took a bite. I shuddered. It was nasty, but I swallowed it for her sake. She nodded in approval.
"I'll be back in few minutes. I need to make sure your uncle's eating as well." She exited the room and I quickly threw the thing in the closest trash receptacle. However, I was still hungry. That's when the door peeped open.
"Hey, kid." " Tony quietly snuck in.
"Have you got the goods?" I asked all secret-like. He pulled out a Burger King cheeseburger. It took all the strength I had not to shove it all in my mouth at once.
"Like it?" He said as I took my first bite of real food in weeks.
"Yes." I said in satisfaction. "Thanks, buddy."
"Just hold on a few more days. Then you'll be home free."
"Thank goodness." He laughed.
"I think your aunt has finally gone overboard, making you eat this hospital food." Tony went on as I munched happily on the meaty goodness that was my hamburger. "She's psycho."
"Only because she loves me." I said in-between mouthfuls.
"Hannah, I..." My Aunt Nat had walked into the room very suddenly, causing me to hand the burger to Tony.
"Tony? What are you doing here? And with that artery-clogging cheeseburger no less."
"Nothing." Tony said innocently and held up the burger. "Just eating this cheeseburger here."
"I thought Pepper banned you from fast food." Her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Ummm...don't tell her. It's a secret." He faked the best smile he could and bit into the burger. Good cover, Tony. With that, he took off with half my cheeseburger before Aunt Nat could interrogate him further.
"I see you've eaten your meat loaf rather quickly." So that's what that thing was.
"Yep." I lied, imitating the same innocent smile of Tony. She wasn't buying it.
"Hmmm...then you won't mind if I check the trash...oh my, what is that brown lump of food in there?" She asked, looking from the trash to me.
"Someone must have snuck in here and thrown their mystery meat...I mean meat loaf...in there. I would never do such a thing." Oh yeah, because that was believable.
"So you really love that meat loaf?" I nodded my head.
"Oh good. Since you like it so much, I'll get you some more." When she left, I groaned. I was totally busted.
"Okay, so you just aim it in this direction and you'll hit him smack dab on the head." My uncle instructed me as I aimed the slingshot at the door. Thor was totally toast when I aimed my rubber arrow of doom at his forehead. I was becoming quite the master shot (probably something I inherited from my uncle). I had already aimed at my nurse and hit her on the fanny. She wasn't too happy about that. Poor Steve got in the middle of Tony and I hit him in the eye, but he was okay. He even helped me get Tony later on.
"You know, with a lot of training, you could ..." Steve started to say.
"No way, Cap." My uncle cut him off. "She just got off one terrorist attack. Don't make me think of putting her in danger again by joining my work."
"Oh, come on, Uncle Clint. It wasn't that bad." I cut in. He flashed me a glare and I decided not to press the matter further. Making him think I could be in danger again might get me locked in my room for all eternity.
"Anyways, at least we've got some good target practice. It's the one thing that's fun to do around here." Tony commented. He was right. There was literally nothing fun about this hospital. I couldn't even race my wheelchair through the halls. I tried it one time and got all of ten feet when the floor manager started screaming at us.
"I could have told you that wheelchair race was going to fail." Bruce joined in on the conversation.
"You've really got to talk to that floor manager about getting on my case." I told my uncle.
"Ha! Have you seen her? She's mean!" The room erupted in laughter.
"You're scared of that little woman?" Thor asked. "I'm twice her size and I have no fear of her!"
"Oh, really?" The sound of the mean floor manager filled the room as she came in and looked at me. "Your nurse is out, so I have to change your bandages."
Oh, nuts. Why did it have to be me? I could have sworn when she changed them she deliberately ripped them without sympathy. The group remained silent, but I could smell their fear. Not scared of her, Thor? I don't believe you! I cast her dirty looks when she turned to leave.
"Mean old lady." I muttered and she turned to face me.
"What was that?" She glared at me.
"Nothing." I smiled innocently. She huffed and left the quiet room, only for it to be filled once again with laughter.
I really wish I could have a wheelchair race with Avengers! It would be such a blast! lol Please review!