Nick and Pietro, who had been locked up together, jumped at the gunshots from above the Detention Room.
Nick was standing on Pietro's shoulders, straining to peer outside through the narrow window three meters up. The campus beyond was pitch-black.
Frank's gunshot startled Nick so badly that he fell...
Pietro deftly turned and caught him. "What's going on? Are they fighting?
"What the hell is happening?"
Nick held up the Mechanical Dragonfly in his hand and looked at the bewildered Pietro with contempt. "You actually told me you'd been in Hydra?
"Little Harry just told us what was going on. Did you not hear a single word?"
Pietro shook his head, looking a little embarrassed. "Well, I wasn't really paying attention!
"But hasn't this gotten a bit out of hand, just because we're in Detention?
"Why are they rescuing us?
"It's only a few days in Detention. It'll be over soon!"
Nick turned and sat on a small bed. "That's not what you were saying an hour ago..."
He covered his face and imitated Pietro's earlier breakdown, wailing miserably, "Let me out~ I'm sorry~ Let me out~"
Pietro awkwardly waved him off, looking distressed. "Hey, it's not my fault!
"My room was completely dark. It was so quiet I could hear my own heartbeat. And worst of all, there was a Mosquito constantly buzzing around my ears...
"I... I felt like I was locked in a coffin with a Mosquito that wanted to suck my blood."
Pietro looked at Nick, who seemed completely unfazed. "My God, man, how did you stand it?
"The old Detention Room wasn't like this...
"Oh, is it because you're Frank's son, so he gave you special treatment?"
Nick looked at Pietro with contempt. "Frank believes in the military's methods.
"He thinks a dark, quiet Detention