I woke up to snickers coming from the door.
That was followed by a couple camera clicks, which then quickly turned to someone screaming.
I could hear Cas hissing and spitting at them.
I open my eyes to see Cas on Thor's back, biting his neck and managing to find all the openings in his armor.
I noticed I was on Pietro, who had woken up at Thor's screaming.
"Cas," he jumped off and ran onto my lap.
I groaned, "What time is it?"
JARVIS said, "It is eight am miss,".
I groaned and rolled over, face-first on the bed.
Cas wasted no time switching positions, loafing on my back.
"What time did you guys go to bed last night?" Bruce asked.
I simply groaned again.
"I woke up at four to get water and ended up helping her unpack. We fell asleep at five or six this morning," Pietro answered for me.
I felt Cas jump off my back.
I could hear him pad across the room to the pile of trash bags of clothes and boxes of stuff. I heard his claws dig into one of the bags and he meowed at the group.
I could feel the bed shift as Pietro got up, his steps leading beside Cas.
I heard the bag being torn open.
Cas jumped back onto the bed with me and he curled up on my side, and then I felt one of my blankets being laid on me.
I snuggled into the bed further and fell asleep again hearing snickering and footsteps fade down the hallway.
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Riles Stark (Avengers Fanfiction)
FanfictionRiles Stark is Tony Stark's younger (adopted) sister. She lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and has a wonderful cat named Castiel. She's a huge gamer, reader, and movie marathoner. Sometimes she pulls some good pranks and she's a skilled liar. She's...
