Wrong number kid

What's sleep?

Y/n's POV

Clint stayed to help me set up my bed because by the time we'd finished it was around midnight and time to sleep, according to him. He had set up the bed first with that in mind.

However after he left I continued to build. It didn't take much longer mainly because Clint wasn't trying to sneak up behind me to 'tickle' me, whatever that was.

I must say that Stark does do good lighting, because when I looked around my completed room, it was 5 in the morning, it looked just as bright as it did when the sun started setting. Thankfully you can adjust the lighting on the switch because I love dark spaces. I say that at the moment it's the brightest the light will ever be while I'm here.

I didn't know what lead to this but now I was wondering around Stark tower looking around the place but I suppose it's a good thing if I ever need to escape again.

It was around ten minutes after I had left my room when I spotted light up ahead. That's strange, I'm on a different different floor than my room and I turned my lights off. Who could that be?

As I approached I heard three extremely familiar voices and one unfamiliar voice.

I was feeling reckless so I just casually strolled into the room.

"Howdy," I say in monotone. I examined the people in the room, there was Stark, Steve, Bruce and a man I haven't met before.

"The little devil is up early, I thought kids your age would be asleep until twelve," Stark looks at the other men in the room. I walked over to a chair next to Bruce while looking at the table. They had a few sheets on me but it seems they don't have much, what they do have can fit on five sheets of paper.

"Tony just because Peter is the same age as her and sleeps in doesn't mean every teenager does," Steve sounded exhausted explaining it. They began arguing like this happens every day.

I glanced down at the chair, they don't have armrests so that makes my next move logical. I kicked me feet up onto the empty chair next to mine and then lay back so my head was on Bruce's lap.

"Heyo," I looked up at Bruce whose head snapped towards me, he clearly didn't expect me to do this.

"Hello," he chuckled and began playing with my hair. We both ignored the two arguing. "How'd you sleep?"

"What's sleep?" I laughed until I saw the look on his face. "I'm joking bumblebee."

The other man I didn't know silently walked over and sat the other side of Bruce, clearly used to the arguments despite the early hour.

"So why were you discussing me?" I asked.

"What no hello, what's your name?" He looked at me, and I looked at Bruce who was silently laughing. "It's Sam by the way."

"Hi, Sam," I hesitated. "Wait your the Falcon aren't you? How come you weren't added to the group chat?"

"Only Steve has my number and he's not that good with technology yet," he laughed.

"We were discussing your training," Bruce answered my earlier question.

"Oh cool, decided on anything?"

"We got here about ten minutes before you and what do you think happened?" Sam answered. And I went to stand up.

"Hey you two," I shouted. "If I didn't know any better I'd say that you two should kiss and make up, big old kiss and everything." The two behind me burst out laughing. While Stark and Steve were shell shocked.

Bruce stood up, followed by Sam, he carefully took my hand to not frighten me.

"Why don't we get you some breakfast?" He quickly led me out of the room before anymore damage could be done.

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A/n: sorry it's short just delaying the inevitable. Also this part wasn't edited because i don't have the time at the minute but want to publish this part, I might edit it tonight.

Ayy edited it now so hopefully it's okay