Post Endgame.
"Incoming call from Mr. Rogers," Friday's virtual voice rang in the lab.
"Cut the--"
"Don't you dare cut my call, (y/n)." Steve said, the call already being connected,"How long are you going to stay in the lab?"
"Till I perfect the portal."
"You should talk to Thor about these matters, he's--"
"A hippie, now."
You heard Steve sigh,"Treading with the multiv--"
"Mute." You commanded the AI, returning back to your work.
Eyes strained on the bright computer screen, brain concentrating on the codes, "Friday, we try that combination right now." You said, setting the the last combination of programming into motion,"Yes, Ma'am."
The portal machine powered up, the circle glowing a bright yellow hue,"Yes, I can travel in the multiverse." You smiled at the success. You
