Marvel: 2012-05-13 - Cutscene: Don't Yell at Me!

C.A.T. is flown from Xavier's Institute by an agent in a flying car to the Hellicarrier. Least Chamber and that girl will be alright, damn those HYDRA agents! Why North Salem for a headquarters anyway? Stupid, stupid, stupid!

In any case, when at headquarters, she gets cleaned up and changed into spare clothes, as well as much needed medical attention for first degree burns and some scrapes. A spare blonde wig is used since her other one is toasty, and she actually looks good in a traditional S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform thank you very much! Least the mask is gone though.

When she approaches Fury's office, she takes a deep breath before knocking; his strong commanding voice saying, "Enter," as C.A.T. nervously opens the door. Fury drives her nuts! Oooh, she wants to prank him good and get the upper hand at least just once! And of course, she cannot let him know how much he gets to her as she cheekily says, "I am here to get yelled at sir!" Of course, a smart salute goes along with that.

Nick Fury looks up the documents he was reviewing, smoke rising from his cigar. "Why am I supposed to yell at you exactly?"

"Because Natasha gave me the 'You are in trouble little girl' warning, sir!" Though C.A.T. sounds cheeky, she is not exactly looking Fury in the eyes. Damn, she hates being this type of nervous! If only Fury would smile nicely, or laugh nicely, or anything really except smoke cigars and look like Scrooge.

"About your little display of powers?" Fury does not even appear the least concerned about all of this.

That makes C.A.T. far from comfortable. The Soviet Union made a big deal out of it; then again, she had a mental breakdown when her powers first awakened. "Not sure sir, did I do something wrong? I admit I am a bit impulsive at times."

"Other than the fact you interrupted me while I am trying to keep the world from blowing up with the fact you showed off your little powers in front of Natasha, no you haven't done anything wrong. Now get the hell out of my office," Fury growls the last part.

C.A.T. swallows hard, "Sure, whatever you say Fury." C.A.T. then turns about face and goes to touch the door knob. As her hand settles upon it, Fury interrupts her action.

"By the way, stop playing with the automated doors," Fury says in a calm order, almost as if an afterthought before returning to his documents.

Fury obviously is not waiting for acceptance of the order when C.A.T. looks over her shoulder; instead just open the door to escape and closing it securely behind her. She leans against the door briefly, taking in a shaky breath. "He didn't say anything about the cameras, now did he?" There we go, back to her good old self with talking to herself. That's good news, right?