Wrong Number

After lunch, I hide out in my room for a while to play with Ivy. I laugh as she tries to attack my feet. I pick her up and cuddle her. She rubs against me, her fur so so soft.

When I go downstairs, everyone is standing in the training room. I hold Ivy on my shoulders, as I approach. "Hey," I greet.

"Hey, kiddo," Mr. Stark greets.

I notice a tall blonde man standing amoung them. He's wearing armor with a red cape, holding a large hammer. Thor. 

"Am I interrupting? I can go-" I say

"Your fine," Cap assures me.

"W-wait, who's this little motal?" Thor points to me.

I nod, standing by Sam. "I'm Harper." I greet "I'm a new Avenger."

Thor blinks, "You're jesting?"

I laugh, "Yeah, I'm kidding."

He laughs softly, patting my shoulder, "You have good humor, Lady Harper."

"Thanks..?" I smile, instantly liking him. "You... Ugh.. have a lovely hammer" 

Natasha shakes her head, smileing. "Good job making friends, Harper." She walks away to the weapons display.

"I know, I, for real, befriended the Avengers." I say.

"No one said we were friends. No one made it official." Says Sam, making me laugh.

"What, do we need to go to court and get a contract saying you're my friend?" I ask.

"Sure. Bet you won't." Sam shrugs.

"I don't have that money! Mr. Stark, wanna loan me money?" I ask.

"Not for something as stupid as a contract for friendship!" He scoffs. "Just get a necklace or something or other." He waves his hand.

Sam scrunches his nose, "please don't do that."

"Hell yeah we are. We'll get a hot pink one for you." Says Bucky, coming over to rub Ivy's head.

"I'm in, I can actually afford that." I say.

"Hey, suppers ready!" I hear a voice yell.

"Clint, get out of the vents! It's been almost 8 hours!" Nat yells.

"No!" Clint yells back.

I furrow my eyebrows, looking at Mr. Stark. "Why's he in the vents?" I ask.

Wanda shrugs, "He randomly just disappears in them for who knows how long at a time."

"...oh... Hi, Clint!" I yell up at the vents.

"What's up, kiddo!?" He yells back.

"Nothing much, how bout you!?" I ask

"Just chillin!" He yells back

Sorry, it's kinda short.