“WORKER UNKNOWN,” the voice continued. “STATE YOUR SECURITY-AUTHORIZED NAME.”
Something mechanical within the walls made a clunking noise, and a panel slid open. A weapon-looking thing extended through the hole.
“PROVIDE YOUR SECURITY-AUTHORIZED NAME WITHIN FIVE SECONDS OR BE DESTROYED,” the voice commanded.
My teeth clenched. I do not take kindly to threats of destruction.
“My name is Tippy-Toe,” I said. I scampered up the wall to perch on the barrels. “And my authorization is JUSTICE!”
I bit through the housing at the base of the barrel and tore it from the wall.
“‘CHK-CHKKA-CHT’ IS NOT A SECURITY AUTHORIZED NAME,” the voice continued. ‘YOU WILL NOW BE DESTROYED.”
Three more panels opened, revealing new weapons.
‘Tony Stark? Iron Man?’ said Squirrel Girl. ‘Isn’t he just your errand boy?’
‘Errand boy?’ said Black Widow. ‘He’s an avenger.’
‘But…but I thought…’Squirrel Girl pulle up her text exchage with Tony Stark on her phone and showed it to Black Widow.
The super spy read the texts, pursing her lips as if trying to keep a straight face. A chuckle escaped her throat. Then she started to laugh. She laughed so hard the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents called for backup and set up a perimeter. She laughed so hard she didn’t make any noise at all.