"What happened?" Bruce asks as I sit on the exam table.
"I didn't even touch it, it just shocked me and then it turned back into my paintbrush. Ow!"
"Sorry, I just need to run some tests."
I look away when he grabs a needle, and Steve offers me his hand.
"Thanks." I mumble as I squeeze it.
After what seems like forever, the results come in.
"Well, Fenna, everything seems normal. You sure you feel alright?" Bruce glances up from his tablet.
"A little spooked, but that's it."
"Ok, we'll just keep an eye on you for a little bit."
With that, we leave the lab and go off to our rooms. But I can't sleep. I decide to go to the main room, at least there I can look at the stars.
I get to the door, and see that someone is already here.
"Can't sleep?" I ask, and see that it's Clint.
He shakes his head, and pats the space next to him. When I sit down, he offers me his blanket.
"No thanks, I'm actually kinda warm." I whisper, and he checks my forehead.
"You don't feel warm." He whispers back.
We sit there and talk about bows and nonsense until we finally get tired, and head back to our rooms.
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Loki's sister
FanfictionAfter the alien attack on New York, Fenna is left orphaned. Soon she finds out more about her ancestry then she was ever meant to. With her world turned upside down, will she stay the same, or will she follow in her fathers footsteps?
