The big day. Or so you thought. You were currently in your closet, ripping clothes off the hangers trying to find the right outfit. You sighed and unplugged your phone. You sent a quick text to Natasha, telling her that you were in the middle of a fashion crisis. You set your phone back down and made your way back to your closet. You looked at the littered floor until you heard a knock on your door. You trudged down the steps and opened the door to reveal Natasha, Wanda, Pepper, and Shuri. The four of the women made a beeline to your room. You groaned and walked after them

When you made it to your room, Natasha was throwing shoes, Wanda was taking measurements of your jeans, Pepper was taking measurements of all your shirts, and Shuri pulled out a laptop and a 3D printer.

"Oh boy." You let out a breath.

"Nothing to worry about (y/n). I'm making you brown leather combat boots with blue jeans, a flowing yellow shirt and a brown leather jacket, which will hopefully still be good for Steve's date." Shuri never looked up from her computer as she sat cross-legged on your bed, typing away. You laughed at her and shook your head. The other three were bringing in bags full of clothes. You stood at the doorway of your closet.

“What exactly are you guys doing?”

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“New wardrobe.” Wanda looked back and smiled at you. You watched as they separated clothes. You noticed Natasha was about to hit a button that led to a secret room.

"Hey um. You might want to-" She had hit the button, "watch out." Your voice faltered as old machinery whirred to life and doors began to open

"Oh boy," You let out a breath and slammed your hand on the wall and made all the doors close, “that's for another time.” You let out a nervous chuckle. Shuri walked into your closet and gave you the outfit that she had made. You took it gratefully and then ducked into the bathroom to get changed.

You were still really nervous as you nearly tip-toed out the bathroom and downstairs, trying to avoid your friends but, you failed. They had known what you were going to do and when you rounded the corned, squeals erupted from the four of them. You shook your head at them as they kicked you out of your own house to do more work on your little museum.

You skipped down the steps and to your car. Once you were in your car, you pulled out your phone and called your uncle.

“Uncle T!” You smiled as your phone’s Bluetooth connected to your car and you heard machines in the back.

“Well. If it isn’t my favorite niece.” You heard the sarcasm through his voice.

“I’m your only niece and the only one in our family who enjoys your company.”

“That hurt. But you’re calling me because you need something. You always call when you need something.” His laugh was comforting, considering you haven’t spent time with the genius in a while.

“Yes, yes I do. Let Steve know that I’m on my way.”