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I want to thank Dragonbaita for the recommendation.
Tony flew to the landing pad of the Stark Towers. Faith was in his arms bridal style. She didn’t mind. His favorite red, greeted them with a raised eyebrow. That is Pepper Potts and not Natasha the liar Romanova aka Natalie Rushman. “Um... Hi?”
“Hi...” one eyebrow lowered, as to say who’s this?
“Have you met Faith before?” Tony tried to use his charm, but Pepper was not having any of that.
“So that’s your red headed keeper. Hi I’m Faith.” Faith looked her up and down as if she was ready to devour Pepper on the spot.
Pepper took several steps back. Knowing Tony she wouldn’t put it past him to bring home a man and in this case a woman eater.
“She followed me home. Can we keep her?” Tony’s mind wondered to that place it usually goes to when hot woman are around him. This was a place only some teenage minds drowning in testosterone dwelt.
“Followed you home? From two thousand feet?” Pepper wasn’t really buying Tony’s usual crap, mainly due to the way this Faith was stalking her. Like a big cat with a really delicious chew toy. She so didn’t want to be this toy. She retreated some more. Faith advanced faster. She caught her prey and started the circle her. “T, Tony...” she panicked. The man eater was about to pounce, when out of nowhere a ton of whipped cream drenched both women. The two women stopped their predator and prey game and looked at Tony with synced raised eyebrows.
“What? What?... Okay, okay. No one accused me of being slow. The whipped cream was a bit much. wasn't it.”
“Ya think?” Faith growled.
“What she growled.” added Pepper.
A thrown spitball nailed Tony in the forehead.
“Hm. You needed something Faith?” Tony inquired innocently.
“You were dreaming about me. I’d bet whipped cream was involved.”
“How did you know?”
“There’s always whipped cream involved when someone drools over me. It’s a given. Just ask the X-Man...”
“STARK!” yelled Nick Fury.
“WHAT?” Tony yelled back.
“Leave the Slayer alone. Now’s not the time to let you libido run away with whatever’s left of your thinking capacity.”
“He he. I can still so make them drool.” Faith looked smugly at Bobbi Morse.
“Old men don’t count.” Bobbi tried again to stir something with Faith.
“Bobbi. Not a good idea to start a war on another front. You need to resolve the one with the Widow first, before bringing in Faith into this one. And I so prefer you not start anything during a freaking apocalypse.”
"Yeah. At least she got style." Faith looked the Widow up and down again. "I love your leathers. Don't let the little bitch intimidate you."
Natasha tilted her head in Bobbi's direction, "So not a problem." outwardly she dismissed Bobbi, but it was just an act. she would never ever dismiss any slayer. They were just too fucking dangerous at close range. A lot of them could also sense when a sniper rifle was pointed in their direction, not all, but most. Only the dim ones ignored that feeling that someone really had it in for them. Usually the arrogant ones.
"Director Harris could you please keep your girls under better control." Nick complained.
"I'd like to see you try Nicky old boy. Don't worry, I'll even pick up your medical bills if you survive, if not I'll cover all the funeral expenses. Boy scouts honor" Xander gave the scout salute.
"You were never a boy scout Harris." Nick wasn't buying what Xander was selling. He had a meeting to run and the watcher's girls were railroading it just by being in the room.
Thor had a smile on his face. Watching the Valkyrie joust for position amongst themselves reminded him of some of Sif's friends and how they usually treated amongst themselves. It was good to see that their earth counterparts were made of the same cloth.
"Leave the pretty girls alone Fury. They're keeping the other guy calm for some reason." Bruce Banner came to the girls defense. The one called Dawn calmed his inner beast just by being in the room. Every time he came near the calmer he got. He wasn't about to let Fury drive them out. Screw him and his head games.
"You're shitting me." Fury did not like that development. It gave the watchers too much of an edge, and they really, really need one.
"I shit you not. Get them out of the room and see how the atmosphere will change. You. Will. Not. Like. It." Bruce's smile had a nasty edge to it. With the girls still in the room he could let a bit of edge leak into his emotions without having to worry about losing control for once.
"I'm for whatever keeps the good doctor nice and calm boss." Natasha's job was to monitor the good doctor's mood swings, and if Faith and her friends were keeping the Hulk away, she was all for it. Faith she liked instantly. Morse she could do without, but for every plus in her life there's a negative. It's been like that her entire very long life.
"I have to agree with Natasha on this one boss. Keeping the 'Big Green Guy' calm is a very desirable goal. We are at fifty thousand feet after all."
"You too Phil?"
"Truth is Truth boss." the simple statement settled that argument.
Fury didn't like it but he couldn't argue with his best agent. They did have a valid point after all.
Bobbi was still seething from having to deal with both Faith and the Widow. When Natasha was busy with her ex-boss her inner slayer goaded her to show Faith who was the alpha in this room.
She went after Faith, but before she could land a blow Xander grabbed her while she was in the air, before she could reach Faith. 'The hell just happened? I didn't even see the boss move.' she struggled to get out of his grip, but it was no go. He had her and she wasn't ready to go all out against her boss. It was Xander after all.
Chapter in progress...