Track One: Get Close
Album: Iron Man 2
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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Diana
I quickly rushed through the halls of Shield trying to find Coulson. The wind flashed me, as the agents tried to slow me down, "Watch out Dede!" One of the agent's yelled to me.
"Sorry!" I shouted continuing to run, it's not like I could wait for this.
"Hi Diana," one greeted me.
"Hi Sharon!" I smiled continuing to run.
I really need to watch where I'm going, because this perfect agent in training ran right into someone, "Sorry! I'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was goi- oh hey Nat" I grinned getting back up.
"Wow you're getting faster," she chuckled getting back up.
"Sorry," I cringed, slightly tensing up.
"We have a briefing with Fury in five," she told me. "Did you forget?"
I shook my head, "No I remember, I just have something to do," I told her picking up the small bag I dropped.
"What's that? Your birthday was not for a couple months or so"
"Oh it's not for me," I chuckled. "I got a little something for Coulson," I waved it in my hands as I grinned.
She sighed looking down at her watch, "You have three minutes, make it quick."
"Thank you!" I yelled running straight to Coulson's office.
I tried to knocked on the door but... I accidentally knocked it to the ground. I cringed looking down, and simply stepped around it. I might not be the most equipped person with my powers, but I'm the only one with these powers alive so don't judge me.
"Come in," Coulson said not looking up from his papers.
"Hi," I lightly waved looking back at the damage I caused.
He looked up from his file, "How many doors has it been this week?"
"Four, but in my defence it's less than last week!" I defended myself.
I'm not gonna lie, there's a reason Shield only has so many metal doors now. I'm sorry alright! I didn't ask to be born, or made whatever it's not important.
He stared to chuckle, "What does Captain America need?"
I playfully rolled my eyes, "You know not to call me that"
"I'm so sorry. What does Lady Liberty need?" he joked.
"Ah. Ha. Ha." I fake laughed as I slammed a little gift bag on his desk.
"Well... since I won't be here for your birthday," I smiled. "You know what just open it!" I pushed it into his hand smiling ear to ear.
"Diana, you didn't have to-"
"Don't give me that! It took me weeks and many phone calls to get this for you," I told him.
He smirked, "Okay," he then ripped the gift bag revealing a trading card and gasped. "You didn't!"
"I did!" I jumped.
"The last Captain America trading card! How did you get this?" He gasped.
"Well...when you basically are Captain America, you get your own things," I smirked.
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