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''What the crap?..'' Asked Fiona, covering her eyes. ''Did you do that?'' She asked, impressed and still trying to fight.

Gives a big wolf grin, using a speed loader to reload all eight cylinders, "Yup... SHIELD has a thing about corpses in streets."

Will a freshly loaded gun he stands, looking for new targets, but those who remained were currently high-tailing it away, actually using cover for once.

"Huh, they were not nearly as disciplined on the way over..." Which had been the point: they were a distraction. The crate in the mean time had been pillaged by a second team of goons wearing construction worker gear.

''OH HELL NAH!'' She yelled, jumping over one of the ''construction workers'' and beating him up.

Runs after the others, hoping to track them down, but it becomes obvious he will not be able to get them all: they each took a few and went in different directions, and some of them were already long gone. All Al was able to do was catch a few of them and cuff them.

''WHERE'S DA FRIGGIN CRATE!?'' She yelled to the men she was beating up.

The man in question does not respond. In fact, it would appear that those they have dispatched have all stopped moving at all! A small bang is heard from the man, which as Fiona hits him reveals that he was in fact a robot.

Al frowned, looking at one of men he had caught as the same occurred. "Uh... are you kidding me?!"

Fiona grabbed the robot's head and ripped it off, crushing it with her fist as it fell to the ground into little pieces. She ran back to Alphonse, mad. ''It was a frickin' robot!''

Stands up, looking back to Fiona as she approaches, "I noticed. Well they didn't get All of the adamantium at least..."

''That's good.. let's put the rest in somewhere safe.. we got to go back to the base now!'' She replied, smashing the ground with her left feet as the earth bended under her and propulsed her in the air. The girl fastly landed to the base, opening the door and waiting for Al.

Sighs, waiting for his ride. "... I can't fly..." Thankfully, the pilot was still alive, so they both loaded up the remaining adamantium into the crate and caught a ride in a second SHIELD chopper that arrived to help them out.

When Al arrived, Fiona was already in her room, laying on her bed and relaxing. ''That was tiring..'' She said to herself, grabbing a comicbook and starting reading.

Al was exhausted by the time they got back. While he was not terribly exerted, physically, getting shot at and coming down from a ridiculous 'you could have died in so many ways today' adrenaline high has him wishing for a bed to crash in... and the last thing he wanted right now, and yet here it is, is a pad of paperwork being thrust at him, "You work for SHIELD boy, so we expect your After Action Report on Fury's desk pronto... Fury is too busy with the big boys to debrief you currently."

The large wolf man growled, snatching the clipboard and going to the common room to sit down and write out a report. He grumbled to himself, "... never heard a paperless office... should make a keyboard in my size... maybe the X-Men might make an exception for me. Heh, yeah right."

At some point it is all too much for him, and with a long scrawling line from his pen flowing off of the page, he ends his paperwork by falling asleep on top of it at the table.

Fiona stood up, finishing reading the comic book. She putted it away and walked out, seeing Alphonse asleep. ''After Action Report.. eh, i'll complete it then.'' The girl thinked, grabing the paper, sitting down and starting to write. ''Al is really tired.. hmmm.. it's true that it was hard for a first mission.''

Al snores some as Fiona pulls the clipboard from under him, and he slips his tongue out of his mouth to lick his nose like sleeping canines sometimes do... though he weirded out by that realization if he knew he was doing it. Thankfully, he hasn't drooled all over anything.

''Ehh.. kinda weird..'' She thinked, seeing him lick his nose. ''But, who am i to judge? I got a mech-arm..'' The girl thinked, smirking and continuing to write.

After about 3 hours of writing, she putted the paper back under Al's arms and walked out, going to the technologic-room. Fiona opened the door and started typing really fast on the keyboard, calling The Avengers. They answered and she putted the microphone on. ''Are you guys done?'' The girl said, still typing. ''Yeah, we're trying to relax, now.'' Steve answered, sitting on a couch. ''Good. Sorry for not being able of help more..'' She answered, disapointed. ''Hey, it's okay. Otherwise, what would we be here for?'' said Tony, jokingly. ''Hehe, i guess you're right. See you guys later, i guess!'' Fiona said, as the avengers waved and the call closed.

She walked out, going to see if Al was still asleep.

It was about the time Fiona returned to the common room that Al awoke with a loud snort, sitting bolt upright and looking around confusedly. It took him a few moments to realize where he was and that he was not back at the lab. He looked down at the paperwork, remembering that he was not done, and looked for where he was only to discover it had been filled out and signed. He frowned, then looked over to Fiona.

"Oh, hey... uh, did you finish this up?"

''Hey, yeah.. You were asleep so i didnt want to wake you up..'' She said, putting her mech-arm away and stretching her arm and shoulder. ''Hope i made it good, first time i do paperwork like that.'' Fiona answered, still stretching.

"Well I hope they do not mind we filled it out together..." Al then sighs, picking up the clipboard and then realizing he has no idea where he is supposed to hand this in.

"Fi, would you know where to hand this in? I have no clue about half of this place."

''Yeah, i'll go put it in the SHIELD computer and send it to Fury.'' Fiona replied, grabbing the paper and walking to the technology-room and entering the paper into the computer, sending it to Fury. The girl fastly came back, yawning. ''I did it, should be okay, now.'' She said, looking at the time. It was about 10:27pm now. ''I'm gonna go to sleep, tell me if there's an alarm..'' Fiona said, walking towards her room, without her mech arm.

"All right, thanks..." When Fiona went to bed Al went over to the pair of arcade machines in the room, and started playing some Galaga. Thankfully, arcade games had controls big enough for him to use easily.