F.R.I.D.A.Y wakes me up at 6:00 A.M.
I grudgingly leave the comfort of my warm bed and walk to the bathroom that is connected to my room. There, I brush my teeth, wash my face, and do my morning skincare routine. Once I'm done in the bathroom, I go to my walk in closet and grab my newest suit off of a rack because I will be training today.
I change out of my tee-shirt and sweatpants and zip up my tight black suit that has a buckle around the waist, with a gun holster and a knife sheath. After I get dressed, I go to my desk in my room that I also use as a vanity, where I brush my hair, put my contacts for nearsightedness in, and put on some mascara and lip gloss. When I'm ready to head downstairs for breakfast, I grab my boots from my closet and slip them on before leaving my room.
My room is on the far side of the compound, so it takes me a few minutes to get from there to the kitchen. When I get there, Wanda is making muffins by the oven.
"Hey, Wands."
She slightly jumps and then smiles when she sees it's me. "Oh, hey, Grace. I'm making muffins if your hungry. They're chocolate, your favorite."
"I'm starving." I smile and hug her. "Do you need any help?"
"Well, Vis already offered." She turns to me and laughs under her breath.
"Oh, I bet that's going great."
"He's trying, I'll give him that."
We both laugh and then I go over to Vision, who is getting ingredients out of the fridge. "Hey, Vis."
"Hello, Young Stark." He smiles.
"Do you know where everyone else is?"
"I heard your father in the workshop earlier."
"Oh, and Steve is working out in the training room," adds Wanda.
I listen closely and can faintly hear the punching bag rip from the chains holding it to the ceiling, before slamming onto the ground. This happens pretty much every time Steve uses the punching bag to let out his anger.
"I'll go check on him," I sigh, walking out of the room.
"Oh, and Gracee!" She stops me before I can leave. "Natasha left earlier this morning and wanted me to tell you that she would be back soon."
"Okay, thanks!" I give one last smile and then leave the kitchen, walking towards the training room.
When I walk in, Steve is hanging up a new punching bag. The one that was ripped off of the ceiling is laying on the ground, not far from him.
"Hey, Cap!"
"Hey, Gracee." He smiles when he sees me.
"Can I join?" I ask, grabbing a different punching bag and hanging it next to his.
"Are you trying to find a way to let your anger out too?"
"When am I not?"
He shakes his head to hide that he's smiling and helps me hang up a new punching bag. I start punching it as hard as I can and he does the same. After a few minutes his flies across the room. Because I don't have super strength, I blast mine with my powers. It explodes and the small pieces fall to the ground.
"Was that really necessary?" he asks.
"No, but it was fun." I shrug and he shakes his head again, chuckling under his breath.
"Okay, well, I got to go. See ya!" I try make my escape but he stares at me sternly and then looks at the exploded punching bag on the floor. "Okay, okay, I'll get the broom."
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Untamed
Fanfiction"Just a typical homecoming on the outside of an invisible jet with my date, fighting my friend's dad!" "If I had known my first school dance would be like this, I wouldn't have worn heels." The public doesn't know that Tony Stark has a daughter, and...
