"Shaaaaaaron. Sharon Sharon Sharon Sharon-"

Currently Nat was following Sharon around the tower, asking for her to listen and then ignoring her when she responded.

"Sharonnnnn."

"What?!"

"Nothing."

The blonde woman huffed in annoyance, storming over to the couch as Nat trailed after her.

As she sat down, she fell through the illusion you had put up, landing on the floor with a thud.

"What the hell!" She snapped, jumping back up to see you drinking a smoothie behind the illusion. "Where's the couch??"

You just shrugged, taking a long sip. "Loki took it."

"LOKI! GET DOWN HERE!"

"Do not talk to me like that" he snapped, appearing behind you. "What?"

"S-sorry" she muttered, clearly scared. "Where's the couch?"

"Where I want it to be."

"Can I have it back?"

"No" he replied, taking your hand and pulling you up off the floor.

"Why not??"

"Because I said so."

"That's not a good reason" she complained, taking a step back as he turned to glare at her. "Sorry."

"You should be, I will stab you if you speak to me that way again."

"Please do" you snickered, conjuring a bean bag and flopping onto it. "That would be funny."

"No it wouldn't!" She shouted.

"I disagree with that statement very heavily."

"Ugh! I can't deal with this anymore! Is it physically possible for you to be anymore more annoying?!" She exclaimed in annoyance, her eyes widening as soon as the words were out of her mouth. "Oh no."

"Oh no indeed" you smirked, standing up.

"You really shouldn't have said that" Loki grinned.

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"STEVE! I HATE THIS TEAM!"

"Me too" you snickered. "Join the club."

"Hey!" Pietro pouted. "You love me."

"Do I though?"

"Can't you lot go and save the world or some shit?" She snapped, glaring at you.

"Pfft no, that's way too much effort. You try dealing with a bunch of assholes with an evil plan."

"So... you?" Sam questioned.

"...Maybe."

You had been twirling a massive jack in the box for the past forty minutes, and every time it popped up it screamed something new to Sharon.

"PISS OFF SHARON!" It shrieked, bouncing up again.

"I love magic" Tony grinned as Sharon groaned, rubbing her temples.

"I'm not giving up" she told you firmly.

""And neither am I. So one of must be lying."

"Probably you."

"Shockingly, it's not me."

She glared at you, you smiling sweetly behind the jack in the box.

"I'm surprised you can even reach the handle" Bucky smirked.

"Piss off, I made it, of course I'm going to make sure I can reach the handle" you grumbled, rising up on your toes to turn the handle again.

Did I mention the box takes up half the living room?

"Did it really need to be that big?" She sneered, looking up at the top just as it popped out screaming "Leave us alone."

"Yes, obviously. What kind of dumbass question is that?"

"GO AWAY SHARON."

"LEAVE."

"GO BACK TO SHIELD."

"YOU'RE PREVENTING STUCKY."

"Whoops" you snickered, seeing the two super soldiers glaring at you.

"What's Stucky?" Sharon demanded.

"Y/n" Steve warned.

"That's me" you smirked. "I'm going to tell her."

"No you're not."

"What's stopping me?"

"Loki" Steve declared, pointing at the God in question.

"No."

"What?? I need you to stop her. Please?"

"No" he answered, turning the page of his book.

"Hah!" You grinned, poking your tongue out at Steve. "Stucky is-"

"No! I'll give you something!"

"Really? Now we're talking."

"Seriously?" Sharon groaned.

"Yes, I like to bargain. Now, what are you offering?"

"Money."

"Have heaps of it" you dismissed. "Stole it from Stark."

"Hey! That's in a vault!" The billionaire exclaimed.

"Was" you corrected with a smirk. "Just kidding, I left you some, you're welcome."

"We'll let you throw daggers into the ceiling?" Bucky tried.

"As if she want going to do that anyway" Loki chuckled.

"Not helping Loki" Steve sighed. "What could you possibly want?"

"Lord of things, but as not to inconvinice you I shall only request one" you grinned.

"Anything" Bucky replied.

"That I can be your marriage celebrant at you wedding."

"WHAT??" Sharon shrieked.

"Not that!" Steve said hurriedly.

"So you're saying you will get married, just not by N/n?" Thor asked, laughing at their red faces.

"I'd be an amazing marriage celebrant" you sulked.

"No need to make deals! I'm done!" Sharon fumed, throwing her magazine down. "We're over Steve! You can't keep secrets from me!"

"YES!" You shrieked, vanishing the jack in the box and dancing around the lounge in excitement. "YES YES YES!"

Steve sighed in relief as she stormed upstairs, presumably to pack her belongings. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. And just to let you know, the marriage celebrant isn't an option."

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I have to go to school☹️ BUT I wrote this in twenty minutes on the bus😌

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