The next day.
Slingshot Base.
Nick Fury arrived at Slingshot Base, looked at the Helicarrier aircraft undergoing repairs, and shouted at Coulson:
"No way."
"Are you kidding me, Coulson?"
"Six days!"
"It only took you six days to turn a completely refurbished, state-of-the-art aircraft into a pile of junk!"
Coulson looked at Nick Fury and said calmly, "Camila activated the 084 weapon at the time. It was rather powerful..."
"Don't give me that 'rather powerful' crap."
"Do you have any idea how much this aircraft is worth?"
Nick Fury glanced around at the aircraft being repaired, then walked up to Coulson and said with a fierce expression, "Fix it. Reparo."
"Don't let Fitz and Simmons start making modifications, or install some damn fish tank or whatever."
Coulson nodded. "Yes, sir!"
Then Nick Fury thought of the Kumo Ninja who had shown up this time, the one who liked street dance and rap, and said:
"But that karaoke room can be built. Your team needs to unwind too."
"Yes, sir."
"And that new girl. She's a risk factor."
"I know, sir."
Nick Fury looked at Coulson and stared at him for two seconds before saying:
"I hear you've got a Kumo kid here with the same skin color as me. Take me to meet him."
"Yes, sir!"
Coulson walked ahead of Nick Fury, heading outside while quietly pressing his earpiece and saying in a low voice:
"The fish tank's dead, but the karaoke room got approved."
New York.
On a small island in the middle of the Potomac River in Washington D.C., the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. Triskelion stood there. The whole island covered roughly one square kilometer.
A fairly large water snake swam swiftly through the Potomac River, soon crossing S.H.I.E.L.D.'s defensive perimeter and reaching the edge of the island.
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