Elemental (do not read this i wrote it when i was 11 it's bad)

Chapter 11-I'm not going trick-or-treating!

Chapter 11-I'm not going trick-or-treating!

After I finished speaking with Ozkar, I dismissed the Avengers and went up to my room. I was washing some dishes when my phone started vibrating in my bra. I checked the screen. It read, Tony Stark. What the heck? How'd he get my number? Creepy... I hit accept. "No, she's dead. This is her daughter." I smirked in a fake accent.

"What the... Can I talk to Charlotte?" Tony said awkwardly.

"Oh, hey Tony. This is Charlotte." I chortled.

"Was that you all along?"

"I'm not old enough to have a kid, Mr. Stark." I said back.

"How old are you?" 

"Nice try."

"Can you come over? Fury has me stuck in some compartment. Come show me around." he suggested.

"Shut up. Where are you? I can't believe Fury has you here." I said pushily. "Bane of my existence." I murmured under my breath.

"I heard that. C-21. See you in 10." Tony snorted. I hung up and went to put on some jeans.

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I took the elevator to C-21 and located Stark with my tracker. I walked to his room and knocked. "It's Charlotte." I yelled.

"It's open." he yelled back.

I pushed open the door. A cloud of smoke wafted in my face. "What the hell? Tony?" I wheezed, swatting away the smoke. I went inside. Tony was in the kitchen, smoking and pouring something from a decanter into a bowl of cereal.  I snatched the cigarette from his lips and stubbed it out into his cereal bowl. I flung open his door, flooding the outside corridor with smoke.

"What the hell are you doing, Tony?"

"I WAS smoking, until you marched your pushy, decidedly well-toned little butt in here and interrupted." Tony grumbled.

I dumped out his scotch and Rice Crispies. "Chain-smoker. And stop looking at my butt." I insulted.

"Pushy. And you know your butt is good," he shot back.

"I do know--my butt could beat the crap out of yours in a butt contest any day," I promised, flinging open his window.

"Shut up." he pleaded. I winked.

"Do you smoke?" he asked, offering me his open cigarette case. I took it and hurled it furiously out the window.

"No, I don't smoke. And since when do you?"

"My leg! It hit my leg!" some poor soul howled from below us.

"That was monogrammed silver!" Tony yelped. "And I just took up the habit; it makes me look very jaded and cool."

"He should be able to get a good price for it, then. You're so generous, Mr. Stark," I snapped, turning on his fan. I stole his Zippo lighter and tossed that too. "And smoking is not cool. You could end up with cancer like me," I added.

"Stop that!" Tony argued, trying to grab it back. He looked a little guilty when I mentioned my cancer, which damn well served him right.

"No. I won't stop it. Are we done here?" I demanded.

"Let's go to dinner." he said.

"No. I'm going home. I saved your pathetic butt from a fire, now leave me alone." I said.

"Please. We can go wherever you want to!"

"Go piss up a flagpole, Stark." I snarled.

"C'mon, Charlotte! And that is physically impossible,"

"I'll stick that dinner someplace where the sun doesn't shine. Take Maria out to dinner, butt-head." I said threateningly. He grabbed my sleeve. I whirled and slapped his hand stingingly hard.

"MAYBE I WILL TAKE HER TO DINNER, YOU LITTLE BRAT!" Tony roared.

"Good." I said primly. I flipped my sweet-smelling red hair in his face, turned on my heel, and then marched out of the room. I rode up the elevator back to my compartment and started heating up some water for Ramen noodles. My phone buzzed in my  bra. Unknown Number. "Charlotte Wile speaking."

"Charlotte Marie. Is this the end of the book?" 

I would recognize that hot voice anywhere. Augustus. "It is." I smiled into the phone, pulling out a package of noodles.

"Why? Please tell me there's another one, Charlotte Marie."

"There is, Augustus."

"Excellent. I'll pick you up and we can go to the bookstore and get it."

"Very forward, Augustus. I can't. I'm eating Ramen noodles."

"I'd be delighted to partake in such a savory dish. Make two servings and put them in a Tupperware. I'll pick you up at Starbucks. Bring forks."

 "I can't, Augustus. I have to go trick or treating with my friend," I replied, enjoying the thrill of power. Hey, I'm still a teenager--let me have my fun! 

 "Could you please blow her off? I would really enjoy seeing your face again, Charlotte Marie," Augustus pleaded.

"She might kill me if I blow her off," I said back, twirling some noodles into my mouth. Since it was Natasha, she probably would.

He sighed, very deeply and very attractively on the other end of the line. "Okay, so what about tomorrow? Coffee?"

"Augustus Drax, I just met you. You could be a murder or a rapist or something very scary,"

"You know I'm not,"

"Yes, I do know that you are not, but how can I be sure? Anyway, this does seem like rapist behavior. Inviting a girl you hardly know out to various exciting venues of excitement,"

"I'm very sorry that I got you over excited,"

"How did you get my phone number, anyway? That's a tad creepy,"

"It was on the inside of the book,"

"Okay," I sighed and slurped up some more noodles.

He sighed again. "Okay. Can I see you sometime in the near future?"

"I expect you will," I teased. "In fact, count on it,"

"I will indeed, Charlotte Marie. Now go cavort in the general spooky spirit of Hallow's Eve. I expect to see you soon,"

"And I you," I said back dramatically. "And the same to you! Go get completely high on sugar. Goodnight and farewell, Augustus Drax."

"Goodnight and farewell, Charlotte Marie," he whispered, and then the line went dead.

I threw my phone onto the kitchen counter with an extremely giddy squeal and began dancing about my compartment.

I was going to see him sometime in the near future!!!!!!!!!!!! For a girl like me, that was about as good as it got.

I sat down in my recliner chair and finished off my noodles while excitedly texting Natasha my plans.

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  Love all you wonderful readers! Dedicating this chapter to my first commenter, Killernini! You go, Killernini!

---Ravenousreader12