Caly: Well that wasn't weird at all *leaves corner* Thank you Wanda

Wanda: No problem sweetie.

Caly: Anyway, it's getting late. Uh, I was way to lazy to arrange bedrooms, so we're all gonna be sleeping in here. Sleeping bags in that cupboard, pillows over there, and ladies get first pick of sleeping place. *runs and jumps onto a couch* MINE

Wanda, Natasha, Maria: *claim the other three couches*

Guys: *disappointed*

Caly: Sorry boys, you have the floor. *points at floor in front of couches* That part's comfy.

Tony: Okay- wait. How would you know that?

Caly: Magic *waves hands mysteriously*

Tony: o_0

~

Steve: Night everyone!

Everyone but Caly: Night

Caly: Good night my lovely grasshoppers

Pietro: Goodnight krásny

Caly: Huh?

Pietro: Nothing *innocent puppy face*

Caly: *suspicious glare* Eh.

~

*later on... Everyone is sound asleep when two Unidentifiable Figures creep in, carrying highly suspicious duffel bags*

UF1: *humming Star Wars theme*

UF2: Sshhh they'll hear us!

UF1: *stops humming* Sorry Sammy

UF2: Don't call me that!

UF1: Fine... Moosepuppy

UF2: *facepalm*

*Uh, guys? You're supposed to be being highly suspicious right now.*

UF1: Sorry

UF2: Back to business

*They slowly and mysteriously unzip the highly suspicious duffel bags and pull out their weapons, the ones feared by all beings...

THE PERMANENT MARKERS.

They slink from hero to hero, inflicting grievous wounds-*

UF1: Oh c'mon. We aren't that cruel.

*...*

UF2: Okay fine.

*-grievous wounds upon the faces of the unsuspecting Avengers and co. The now empty highly suspicious duffel bags vanish mysteriously with a wave of UF1's hand.*

UF2: Woah Woah Woah. Why'd we have those highly suspicious duffel bags if all that was in them was a couple of perma markers?

*...

Who's telling the story here?*

UF1: *grumbles* You.

*That's what I thought.*

UF2: Just continue narrating, I'm getting a stiff neck from holding this position for so long.

*Right.

Finally, the last whisker was drawn, the last marker capped, and the last snigger smothered. With a professional spin, they sheathed their weapons and admired their artwork.*

UF2: I love these multicolored Sharpies.

UF1: *shrugs* They all taste the same to me.

UF2: ... Okay.

*The two UFs smirk at each other. With a wave of UF1's hand, two couches appeared, closing the ring of cushioned seats surrounding the men on the floor. The UFs grabbed a sleeping bag and pillow each and fell onto the couches. They quickly fell asleep.*

~

*The next morning*

Caly: Good morning grasshoppers- OH MY ASGARD YOUR FACES

Steve: *feels face* What?

Caly: *spots the UFs* Ah, I see.

Tony: Hey Capsicle, there are there US flags on your cheeks.

Wanda: Bruce, you have holy potatoes on your face.

Maria: Thor, why is there a pooping unicorn on your forehead?

Caly: *crawls over the couches until she gets to the UFs* *pokes UF1's face* Pst... wake up...

UFs: *wake up and jump into battle positions*

UF2: *loses balance and falls onto Steve*

UF1: *manages to stay upright*

*dead silence*

UF2: Uh... Hi! *awkwardly sitting on Steve's legs*

Maria: Who are these people?

Caly: My friends! Who are early!

UF1: A wizard is never early, nor is he late. He arrives precisely when he means to, Mr. Baggins.

Everyone but UFs and Caly: *confused*

Caly: *rolls eyes* Really Kori?

UF1/Kori: *nods and smiles innocently*

UF2: Aren't you gonna introduce us, Caly?

Caly: Oh yeah. Uh, Avengers, these are my friends. Kori is the one with brown hair, multicolored eyes and a sense of balance. Samantha is the Indian girl with curly dark brown hair and big brown eyes. Uh, I think she left her balance at the Academy last night... Oh, don't call her Samantha. It's too long. You can call her Sam. Er, last time someone called her Sammy she threatened to eviscerate them... Oh yeah! Kori and I call her Moosepuppy because... Moosepuppy!

Natasha: Okay... why are they here?

Kori: *smiles mischeviously and waves hand towards a couch* *couch disappears*

Bruce: How did you do that?

Kori: *shrugs* I'm a mutant, like Pietro and Wanda.

Pietro: I'm a what?

Caly: I'll explain later.

Sam: *casually grows claws and scratches a pentagram into the floor next to Steve's foot*

Caly: Yeah, she's a shapeshifter, and yeah, she's obsessed with Supernatural. All three of us are actually.

Sam: *gets up and nearly falls over again*

Steve: *catches her before she can*

Caly: *whispers to Kori* I see it

Kori: *whispering back* Me too. Stam?

Caly: I was thinking Save. Y'know, cuz her SAVEd her from falling?

Kori: YESSSSSS

~Um so awkward time skip thing because I didn't know what to do there. Basically everyone's sitting on the couches now, just chilling. Oh yeah, they cleaned their faces off.~

Caly: *leaning against Pietro* So, what now?

Bruce: Caly, you said the entire building was accessible, right?

Caly: Yeah, why?

Bruce: Tony-

Tony: Let's go, science bro.

*Tony and Bruce go science*

Kori: Hey Clint, Tasha, wanna have a shoot off?

Natasha: Sure

Clint: It's on like Donkey Kong

*They go to the shooting range*

Caly: Hey, where'd Thor go?

Pietro: Uh, I think he went to go get some Poptarts from the kitchen.

Sam: Hey Cap, wanna go beat each other senseless?

Steve: Uh...

Sam: *laughs* Gods, Steve, it's just an expression. *links arms with Wanda* But if you're to afraid to get your butt kicked, I'm sure Wanda would be more than willing to help you out.

Steve: *grumbles* I'm coming.

*Steve, Sam and Wanda exit, leaving Pietro and Caly alone*

Caly: *stretches out on couch so that her legs are on Pietro's lap*

Pietro: *pokes her leg repeatedly*

Caly: *glares until he stops* *glasses slip down nose*

Pietro: *gently fixes her glasses and brushes away a rebellious curl*

Caly: *blushes* Wanna race?

Pietro: *raises eyebrow* Against each other?

Caly: *smirks* Powers allowed.

Pietro: *grins* Okay, let's go.