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Present Day 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃
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"Okay. Okay, I've got it. What I need is a 10,000-pound fallout shelter comprised of lead for photons, cadmium for neutrons, tantalum for seismic blasts, on wheels. And then, I would be able to safely re-enter Westview. Right?" Monica questions, "Yes. Theoretically," Bruce says, a little annoyed with Monica, "I can work with theoretically."
"What'd we miss?" The rest of the team walks into Bruce's lab, "The twins aged up to ten," Bruce said, still annoyed.
"Holy Christmas! At this rate, they'll be empty nesters by dinner time!"
"Clint. Who even says Holy Christmas?" Tony asked the archer, Clint ignored him and walked to a chair in the corner of the room.
"I know an aerospace engineer who'd be up for this challenge," Monica says, pondering her thoughts.
"But I can't guarantee the Hex won't just mind-wipe you as you go in," the conversation between the genius and the agent went on, "Why do you call it a Hex?"
"Oh, because of its hexagonal shape. It's starting to catch on," he brags, proudly, "Wait what are you talking about?" Steve butted in, "Monica wants to go back into Westview."
"You really wanna go back in there? After everything she's put you through?" The super soldier questions, "Yeah, I do, I really do."
"So you want to go back into a fake world to do what? Play 'Soccer Mom'?" Clint asked from the back of the room.
"Everything might look fake in the TV, but everything in there is real."
"But Y/N manipulates people's perceptions, makes them hallucinate, they believe that the life they are experiencing is real," Vision informs.
"Yeah, that's her whole bag. If all the sets and props and wardrobe were solid matter, that would mean she's wielding an insane amount of power," Bruce explains.
"Far exceeding anything she's displayed in the past..." Bucky says, getting quieter with ever word, "Exactly," Tony responds.
"Uh, she could have taken out Thanos on her own if he hadn't initiated a blitz. I mean, nobody else came close," Monica stated plainly, to which the other Avengers looked at her hurt, but they knew it was true.
"Well, I'd argue that Captain Marvel came close," Jimmy said, walking into the lab with a bagel.
"Her powers came from an Infinity Stone, too, right?" Peter asked, "We are not talking about her. We are talking about Y/N. Bruce? What was that you were saying about props and sets and..." Monica quickly changed the subject, obviously Peter's comment hit a nerve.
"Wardrobe?" Darcy added on, listing the things Bruce said earlier.
"Wardrobe," Monica repeated looking around Bruce's lab, finally she spotted the clothes she had on when she entered the Hex. She walked over to them, and ignored the protests of Bruce and Tony.
"You had a bulletproof vest on when you went inside, didn't you?"
"Those pants are 87% Kevlar. It is not an illusion. Y/N is rewriting reality," Vision informed the team, scanning the clothing.
"Permanently?" Darcy asked, shakily, but Monica was too focused on the problem at hand "If she can change things as they go into the Hex..."
"Ah, you called it the Hex! I told you it's catching on," Bruce said with a wide smile.
"What happens if we send something in that requires no change?" Monica continued, ignoring Bruce.
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1989 𝐈𝐍𝐓. 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜.
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"So you're telling me this is a typewriter, a Rolodex, and a calendar all in one? What else can it do? Find me a wife?" Norm joked, "Eventually, yes."
"It's a hell of a thing watching you work these computers, Loki. It's like you speak their language."
"What do you think, Norm? Should we surf the Internet?"
"Cowabunga, dude."
The computer starts to beep and make trilling noises, "Hey, look, we got electronic mail already!" Norm pointed out with an excited tone, "It's called an e-mail, Norm. What are you looking for?" Loki asked, seeing that Norm was going through the drawers of his desk.
"Letter opener."
"Ah, we don't need that. We're already cutting edge."
The other people in the office started to recite something all in unison, "S.W.O.R.D. Top secret communiqué. Authenticate. Doctor Darcy Lewis and Dr. Bruce Banner's findings regarding L/N's Anomaly. High levels of radiation present at perimeter. Effect on Westview residents unknown. Please advise," the people finish reading the message and laugh, but Loki only has a confused and scared looking face.
"Well, come on, pal. What are we gonna write back? You're the office funny guy. It's a joke. Can't you tell? None of it is real," Norm tried to persuade Loki, but Loki didn't know what to think, for the first time in his life, he was speechless.
Loki cautiously put his hands to Norm's temples and sent a spell through Norm's head, the green magic flowed through Norm's brain and Norm started to shake, he looked around the office and started to panic, "Please. Please help me. What day is it? How long has it been? Where's my phone? I have to call my sister!" Norm frantically looked around for his cellphone but couldn't find it.
"Norm," Loki tried to calm the man, but nothing was working, Norm continued to explain his situation to Loki, "She's taking care of our dad, he's sick. Where is my phone?!", he started yelling.
"Calm yourself, Norm. I can't understand what you're trying to tell me," Loki said, both annoyed and scared.
"You have to stop her."
"Stop who?"
Norm began to cry, he grabbed Loki's arms and started to shake them to tell him that he was serious, "She's in my head. None of it is my own. It hurts. It hurts so much. Just make her stop," he yells, "Just make her stop..." Loki is disturbed by Norm's outbursts and puts his hands back on Norm's head and sends through a counterspell.
Norm shivers and and goes back to his 1989 cheery self, "Now tell me this. If I send an e-mail, where would I put the stamp? Technology! Ah!"
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"Sit, Sparky, sit. Good dog. Speak." Malthe instructed the dog, who barked in return, "Nice, Sparky! Now spin! Good boy!" Malthe praised as the dog followed commands.
"Oh! Bravo, Malthe! You weren't so bad either, Sparky," Y/N joked with her son, "That was radical. Where's Dad? We gotta go show Dad!" Caelum exclaimed happily, Y/N's face dropped.
"Oh, he's... He's at work."
"Huh? It's Saturday," Caelum stated confusedly, "No, it's not. It's Monday," Y/N made up, "This morning was Saturday," Caelum argued.
"There was an emergency at the office and your father had to go in. End of story. Look, he just... He needed a distraction," Y/N said, knowing she was going to lose this argument with her 10-year-old son, who inherited both his mother and father's stubborness.
"From what?"
"From us?"
"No! No way! No! Sometimes your dad and I aren't on the same page, but that's just temporary. Like the two of you, you might fight over toys, but he's always going to be your brother. And he is always going to be yours. Because family is forever," she reassured the boys lovingly.
"Do you have a brother, Mom?" Malthe asked curiously, "I- um- I do. Yeah. He's far away from here. And that makes me sad sometimes," she recalled her conversation with 'Geraldine' when the boys were first born, about Pietro.
She was pulled out of her thoughts by Sparky barking, "Hey, Sparky, what's up, boy?" Malthe and Caelum looked down at the pooch, Sparky began growling and barking more, "Something's scaring him," Malthe said, noticing the dog's odd behavior.
The barking didn't stop, so Y/N took control, "Stay here."
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"I know this is tech from the '80s, but can we sharpen the visuals?" Steve asked Tony, trying to see through the pixels of the video stream, "Fuck off, Steve, I'm doing the best I can," Steve only frowned at Tony's language, which he was about to correct, but Monica prevented the argument.
"Working on it," she typed something into a computer and something beeped, "L/N located."
"Well done," Hayward said, observing over the broadcast
"We can't see the drone on the broadcast. Y/N's framing it out of the shot," Shuri said looking at the episode then back at the team's equipment.
"Just like all the jump cuts. Y/N decides what makes it onto her show and what doesn't," Nat stated.
"And here we go. You're up," Hayward said to Monica, watching as Bruce and Tony connected the microphone.
"Y/N, this is Captain Monica Rambeau. Can you hear me? I just want to talk. That's it."
"No joy," Hayward snapped, "Uh... Wait, my controls aren't working. Reconnect patch," Monica announced, the team rushed over to look at her controls, until Hayward spoke again.
"Disregard. Take the shot," Hayward spoke into a walkie talkie ignoring everyone around him.
"What," The whole room looked at Hayward angrily and horrified, "What? No. The drone isn't armed," Monica protested, Hayward started to walk away, "Take the shot," he yelled into the communication device.
"What did you do?" Wanda asked, horrified at the Director's words.
"There's a breach, sir," an agent came running into the tent informing everyone about the breach.
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Woah okayyy
2 updates in one day
We're finally getting some motivation, even though I should be paying attention in class but oh well, my grades and mental stability are...well... they're fine...