Boom Clap
“I don’t think this is a good idea.” Jane mumbled, her eyes glued on the weird machinery in front of her. Bruce gave her a small pat in the back. Was that supposed to make me feel reassured? Tony was recalibrating something on a holographic screen on her left while Bruce stepped back to admire their work. Dammit. This is what happened when you are the most sensible person in the group, Jane. She let out a soft sigh and moved to Tony, grabbing a small pad from the table and did her own calculation. Just to make sure.
“Okay. I’m done.” Tony grinned and waved a tablet around.
“I would advise you to be careful with the tablet, sir.” JARVIS, an AI Tony invented, commented. He had put the AI throughout the house and they were surprised when Phil said he likes JARVIS.
Jane looked around the room with wary expression. Tony and Bruce picked the furthest room from the hall on the fourth floor. It was safe enough, she supposed, to create a secret science lab. God, Phil is going to kill her if he found out, she mentally groaned. Darcy was off to God knows where and there was no one that could stop their science impulses.
“Okay. We may have to get out of the room. Just to be safe.” Bruce said.
“The things we do for science.” Jane grumbled. She grabbed her safety goggles and trailed behind Tony and Bruce.
“Okay. A project by Banner, Foster, and Stark. We are trying to see if we could create a small scale Einstein-Rosen Bridge. Trial number one.” Stark spoke out so JARVIS could record it.
“Ready?” He turned to Jane and Bruce, pressing the buttons on his pad when they gave him a nod.
* * *
“WHAT THE FUCK?! I LEFT YOU GUYS FOR TWO HOURS! TWO FUCKING HOURS AND YOU BLEW UP YOUR ROOM?!” Darcy fumed. She just came back from her usual trip to her favorite confectionery store when she heard a loud explosion at the top floor of the house. She found her three scientist friends sprawled on the hall, giggling manically.
“It was a little experiment, Darce.” Jane giggled. This woman, she cursed, almost got blown up and she’s laughing?!
“Trial one failed. There must be something wrong with the calibration.” Tony pulled himself up from the floor with difficulty. Darcy thought he dislocated his shoulder. A loud crack when Bruce pulled his arm confirmed her suspicion. “That fucking hurts.” Tony grumbled.
“Phil. Oh my god what would PHIL THINKS, JANE?! I DON’T WANT TO GET KICKED OUT!” Darcy was clearly panicking. She was pacing along the hall, staring down her friends who tried to move away. She didn’t have a lot of money. Heck, she has a loan that she won’t be able to pay off until she was fifty or something. This. This house was supposed to help her with her financial problems. What was she suppose to do if they have to find a new place? She was positive it would be impossible to find a nice place with a cheap rent like this.
“Chill, Darce. I put JARVIS in this residence. He’s going to forgive us.” Tony coolly put an arm around her shoulders.
“Oh wow.” They all turned to the stairs to find Steve standing there, utterly gobsmacked by the sight. “I just got back and I saw smoke coming out of the back window.” He pointed at the broken window behind them.
“Just a little mishap, Rogers.” Bruce grimaced at Tony’s reply.
“Yeah. You should clean that up. Someone’s about to moved into this floor.” Steve rubbed the back of his head. “And uhm—I think you guys are late for your class.” Steve. Sweet, kind, sometimes a little shit Steve, remembered all their schedules. The very thought of that almost made Darcy tear up. She wasn’t brought up in a happy household and it was rare for her to find someone who cares about her and her friends. Well, maybe her emotional outburst was caused by the shock of the explosion. His message sank in a moment later and Darcy gasped.
“We have that Norse class, Jane!” She pulled up her best friend and dragged her downstairs, ignoring Tony’s and Bruce’s protests.
“I’m not going to help you clean up.” Steve said and crossed his muscular arms when Tony and Bruce gave him puppy eyes.
He succumbed to their pitiful looks few minutes later and helped them clean up the floor.
* * *
“I said I’m sorry!” Jane pouted as they walked back to their house few hours later. The sky has gone dark and Darcy was still acting like a petulant child. Her best friend was still annoyed at her. They did get the privilege to do extra work to make up for the class, which was why they only just got back this late.
“Sorry won’t bring my candy back.” Oh, so that’s what the problem is. Jane smiled and dug her bag for something. Darcy stopped walking and turned to her with knitted eyebrows.
“There you go!” Jane grinned and shoved a small bag of her favorite candies. Jane had her favorite candies in her bag. Darcy gawked at her before she flung herself at the little scientist. What is it with her housemates and being caring people?
“I forgive you, Jane.” She beamed, popping a piece of chocolate candy into her mouth and gave one to Jane before she opened her own bag to put the candy.
“Hey!” They froze when they heard an unfamiliar male voice behind them. Darcy quickly grabbed her taser (it may not be legal but who gives a fuck, anyway. She needs taser to survive) and Jane, her petite scientist friend, tightened the grip on her enormous bag. She swung it towards the man’s face and Darcy quickly shot her taser at him when he was at arm’s length. Both of them leapt in glee before they realized who that guy was.
“Is… Is that Thor?”
“Who?” Jane frowned.
“The one I told you about, Jane! He’s in our class as well!” Darcy smacked Jane’s arm.
“Oh. OH. Oh my God. Darcy, we knocked him out.” Jane breathed out.
“Okay, let’s stay calm. I will call Barton because he probably could handle this kind of thing.” Darcy fished out her phone and dialed her friend.
“Hello?”
“BARTON WE MAY HAVE KILLED SOMEBODY. NOT SOMEBODY. WE MAY HAVE KILLED THOR.”
“I should text Phil.” Jane mumbled and took out her Stark Phone (courtesy of Tony Stark who hates anything with an apple logo on it)