Elementally Unstable

Chapter 2

* Rose's pov*

        "Uh so where are our rooms?" I ask, looking around the garage as we head to the elevator.

        "Should we ask Jarvis?" Stacy offered, shrugging a bit.

        "That would be helpful if we knew who Jarvis was." Rocky replied, throwing her hands up in defeat as we reached the elevator. But we didn't even know what floor to go to.

        "That would be me." A robotic British voice says from overhead and my heart skips a beat as it startles me.

        "Um Jarvis," I try out the new helper, "Please show us to our rooms."

        "The residential floor is the tenth floor, and I will see to it that your bags are brought to the correct rooms." He informs us, and mechanical arms come down, whisking the bags away. It was a much-needed relief.

        We ride the elevator up, giggling a bit at the generic music, and step off to see the corridor filled with numbered rooms, much like an apartment or hotel. I guess it'd be easier to memorize a room number, anyway.

        "So I guess this is where we depart.” Stacy says.

        "I guess so... Make sure your phones are on. I'll see ya’ll once I'm unpacked,” Rocky stated. I heard a bit of nervousness in her voice, and I gave both girls a giant hug.

        "Be careful.” I warn, not really knowing against what, but we should be cautious anyway.

        "We're in a giant tower built by a billionaire genius with a robot guard. What could go wrong? Don't worry Rose, enjoy it" Stacy say with a light excited tone.

        We all drift apart and hunt for our rooms. After 5 minutes of searching, I'm surprised to find a room very similar to our old room at S.H.I.E.L.D. The room had white walls with blue detailing in corners. The bedroom floors were a light colored wood with a blue rug right in front of my bed. In the room itself was a beautiful bed, a desk area with a white bookshelf, and a gorgeous bathroom next to a good-sized closet. The room reminded me so much of the beach houses we use to visit in the summer when my parents took a break from S.H.I.E.L.D. I heard my phones text tone. It was a text in a group chat from Rocky it read: "Is it just my room or is everything perfect!" Stacy responded with:" IKR it's so nice I can't wait to see Rose's and your room!” I responded with a smiley face and then began to unpack.

*Rocky's P.O.V.*

        As Rose walked off to go find her room, Stacy and I asked JARVIS for our room numbers and that made our journey much shorter. We nod to each other, and I enter room 1016 for the first time. As I turn the handle, I hear a hissing of the door, much like a hotel room, and I step in.

I swear this room must be perfectly crafted from my deepest imaginations. The floors were a shiny, darkly stained wood-almost black, and were accented by brightly painted scarlet-red walls. The bed is huge, and is adorned with a red and leopard print comforter with black and white accent pillows. There's a metal dresser which sort of looks like a locker, and then black French doors leading to what I guessed was a closet. There was a black vanity to match over by the large window, and next to that was a white door to a bathroom. I curiously go over to check that out.

The walls in the bathroom were more of a cherry red, and there was a huge, white whirlpool, and of course a walk in shower and a bowl sink. I've always wanted one of those!! Anyway, this room was GORGEOUS. I hoped Stacy and Rose had this much luck in their rooms. I text them in our pre-established group chat, before heading out to the room number I had recalled I heard JARVIS tell Stacy.

        As I walk into her room, it screams STACY. The walls were a medium green, almost emerald, just like her eyes. Her floors were all covered in white -plush? - Carpeting which looked /so/ incredibly soft. Her bed frame was a white Victorian style, and was dressed in a green and polka dot bedspread. Yup, just like her. The rest of the furniture was like mine, except for the Victorian style of it, and green accents. I walked over to her bathroom, which was a HOT pink, and it had polka dots everywhere. Yup, somehow this whole space managed to capture her personality perfectly. I look over at her, and she is grinning so hard that I can't believe her cheeks didn't pop right off. I chuckle a bit, and pat her on the shoulder as I walk over to her.

        "Yup," I say, "This is definitely you, doll." I finish, patting her shoulder, and looking around a bit more. Shortly after, Rose popped in.