Fem. Percy and the Avengers

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"Hey. Get up."

I groaned and rolled over. Falling of my bed. Which is a loft bed. So yeah. That deserved the second groan of the day.

"I freaking hate you Nat."

She chuckled softly. "You know you love me. Now get up."

And...another groan. What? I am tired. I didn't get to sleep till like four. Do not judge me. Missions are hard.

"Percy...there are blue pancakes in the kitchen."

I shot up and ran out to the kitchen. Where there were blue pancakes. So she didn't lie to me.

Which to be honest, she wouldn't lie about blue food...not after what happened last time.

"Heya Perce, finally up?" Clint smiled at me.

"Well I'm not asleep!"

"Fall out of bed again?"

I simply glared at him and I piled food onto my plate. He chuckled and ruffled my hair.

"Clint!" I swatted him away.

"Aw. Is my little chickadee upset?" He pressed a kiss to the top of my head.

"Stop it! And what's up with you and that nickname?"

"Because he's basically a mother hen." Nat walked in, her hair as neat as always.

Mine on the other hand...not so much.

"I am not!"

"Hate to disagree with you, but it's true. I mean, how fast did you shoot up to be my SO?"

"That's cause-"

"Face it Clint. You have a soft spot for dangerous women." Natasha went about making herself some coffee.

"Yeah yeah. Drink your coffee and become the nice assassin we all know and tolerate."

"Well Percy loves me. Don't you?"

"I can't answer this. I need to eat before I can even start functioning."

Okay. So you guys might be wanting a little background here. Like where am I? What did I mean by missions? Why am I with Clint and Natasha?

So uh... I'm at a small safe house. Missions, well, I work for SHIELD.

And why am I with the archer and one of the most deadly assassins?

Well, Clint was my SO, supervising officer.

And Nat kinda helped train me. And...I kinda live with her.

But that's really all you guys need to know.

There was a knock on the door.

"I've got it."

I looked at Clint, who was eating his own pancake. "I'm stealing one of your shirts today."

"Which one?"

"Probably a flannel. Or something."

"Go ahead kiddo."

I groaned...what for the fourth time today?

"I know, you hate it when I call you that. But-"

"Morning."

"Fury."

"Hey Nick." I greeted him without looking up. "What do you want?"

"Maybe I don't want anything. I could have stopped by to say hello."

"For one, you just said could have. Two, since when do you make social calls?"

Nick threw a box on the table and a bunch of information popped up.

"Recognize any of this?" He questioned.

I skimmed through the information. Avengers Initiative.

The Battle of Manhattan.

Not the demigods. The other one.

And a bunch of other information.

A lot of it highly classified.

So I could tell you. But then I'd have to kill you.

Not joking.

"A bit. Why?"

"Memorize all the information for each of the Avengers."

I actually turned and stared at him.

"Do I have to remind you of my ADHD and dyslexia? You do remember what my GPA in high school was right?"

"You also did very well in the Academy. Which is the whole reason you've made it so far so fast. How many other agents completed training, advanced courses, and graduated early with only a partial high school education?"

I snorted. "I know you fudged my grades. I've never gotten even close to a ninety-five in my life in any class. And you expect me to believe that I scored over a hundred in almost every class? I thought you were supposed to be smart."

"We needed you in the field and the council refused to authorize it unless you graduated. So yes, I had the grades changed so we could get you where you were needed."

Well yeah. I'm only twenty.

So that makes sense.

Much more sense than me getting that high of scores.

And you know, graduating early.

Especially since I was pulling double duty, studying at Sci-Tech and at Operations.

So yeah.

It really explains a lot.

"Anyway, what's the deal?"

"Fury, no. She's not-" Clint stood up.

"Barton, she's needed there. I know why you want to protect her. Same with you Romanoff. But we need her."

"Last names? This is big." I shoved another pancake in my mouth.

Fury sighed. "Why the hell do I even bother?"

I winced before glaring at him. As did Clint...and Nat.

He raised his hands. "Forgot."

Oh. One more thing you should know.

A few people know what, who, I am.

And they are right here in front of me.

"Okay, since you said it, I get to ask. What are you talking about anyway?"

"Loki is being sent to Earth for a little bit. So I need these two at Avengers Tower. And-"

"He wants you to come join us."

Okay. I know this is a bit short.

But I mean we're still figuring out our whole collab thing so...

Yeah. This is Marissa (PokemonDestiny) btw.

But I mean... I'm gonna go type some other stuff.

So...

See yah