Y/n Barton is not just any girl. When she was 10 she know that she wanted to be just like her father so she started to train as a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent. She went on her first mission when she was 12 and something extraordinary happened to her. This eve...
"Ms. Y/l/n?" Jarvis asks. I shot up from my bed startled by the voice. "Ms. Romanoff requests that you get up. She says you have an hour to get ready or she is taking you like you are." Of course. Why couldn't she wait just one more hour? She always gets up early and I don't know how she does it.
"What time is it?" I ask as I sit up and start making my way to the bathroom.
"It is approximately 7 am," Jarvis says. 7 AM? WHY 7 AM?! Ugh, Nat always makes me get up early for things like this. But I guess we have to get back so we have time to get ready for the party tonight. When I walk in the bathroom I start to brush my teeth and use my telekinesis to start getting all of my makeup out. I start to put on my makeup when Natasha comes into my room. She enters the bathroom and leans against the door frame.
"Hey there songbird," she says. "I was just wanting to make sure you're up. I know how much you like to sleep in." She laughed as I glared daggers at her. "I apologize, but we have to get there too and get back in time to get ready. Who knows how long we will be gone."
"I know, I know," I sighed. "I just like getting to sleep. But we better make sure we look hot tonight." We laughed together.
"Oh we will," Nat said. "I'll make sure of it." She then left as I continued doing my makeup. I plugged in my hair straightener as I made my way to my closet. I picked out a pair of light-wash skinny jeans, a white tube top, a gray cardigan, and white Converse. I can't ever leave the house without my Converse. I take them everywhere. But sadly Tony has made a rule that I can't wear my Converse to his parties. And every rule is made for a reason. That reason is that I may have done that once.
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(You don't have to wear this. It is completely up to you.)
I get dressed and go back into the bathroom. I straighten my hair and put on some gold jewelry. (You can change it to silver or rose gold if you want.) I grab my purse and make my way to the kitchen. I'm greeted by all of the Avengers while Steve is making pancakes in the background. Thor is eating some pop tarts.
"Good morning, little avenger," Thor said very loudly. He took the last sip of his coffee and slammed into the ground. "ANOTHER!" I started shaking my head and put it in my hands.
"Thor, we talked about this," I said. "You can't keep slamming your cups on the ground. These break, unlike the ones on Asgard." He gets down on the ground and starts cleaning up the shattered pieces.
"Sorry," he says. "I always seem to forget that mid-guardian things are a lot more breakable than things on Asgard." Everyone sighs as Tony comes over to him.
He pats his shoulder and says, "It's okay point break. We have plenty of cups to spare." I take a seat on one of the bar stools and Nat comes to sit next to me. We start talking about the day to come.
"Pancakes are done," Steve says while bringing plates over to all of us. We all dig in not speaking a word until Natasha speaks up.
"Tony, y/n and I are going dress shopping for the party tonight, so we're gonna need your credit card." He stops eating to just stare at her. We both flash wide smiles trying to get him to say yes.
