Marinette smiled sadly at the beautiful blue sky, not a clue lingered on the horizon as she started into it, almost hoping. But not daring to.

You see, Marinette's 21st birthday is today. During her life, her 21st birthday had always been a big thing.

When she was born into the Order of the Guardians it was going to be a big thing, because that would be when she officially became the fully fledged leader.

When the order was destroyed and she was taken in by the Red Room, her 21st birthday would mark her as a senior member, possibly even a teacher.

But now, now that the Order had fallen, now that she had escaped the Red Room, now?

Now it meant a painful reminder of a beautiful-and broken-past.

Now, it meant just the same as any other person's.

Alas, Marinette had opted to spend the day by herself, in a place she wouldn't be found. She had alerted her friends and adoptive family she wouldn't be around on her birthday, and they accepted that, because they knew that they didn't know everything about her.

Natasha Romanoff was laying flopped out on her bed, just staring at the ceiling. She was reminiscing about a friend, who would have been turning 21 today.

Way back, back when Natasha was a little girl, her Mistress found another girl, outside. They brought in the girl, who claimed to be the last heir of the Order of the Guardians as it had been destroyed, and they took her in. Trained her. Made her an assassin.

Not long after the other girl had joined, her and Natasha had grown to be exceptionally good friends, like sisters, but closer.

Then the Red Room had gone down.... And Natasha hadn't seen Marinette since. Of course, Nat knew that Marinette might be alive, but she didn't want to get her hopes up....

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Meanwhile in the common room

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"Hey FRIDAY? Where's Natasha?" Tony asked, nobody had seen her, at all today.

"Natasha is currently laying on her bed." FRIDAY responded, her robotic voice somehow holding worry.

"What? How long has been there?!" Tony asked/yelled.

"She hasn't moved in the last 10 hours." FRIDAY stated, furthering everyone's confusion. Nat was not one to be lazy, if she was awake, why hadn't she moved?

At the same exact moment, the same thing went through everyone's head.

Oh my god, is she dead?!!

(Or some variation of that)

With that thought they all rushed to go check on their favorite Spy-der.

They arrived only to find Natasha staring blankly at the ceiling, a tear dripping off her face.

"Lady Natasha? Is everything alright?" Thor asked, starting her, Nat sat up and semi-smiled at Thor.

"Yes. Everything's fine."

Before anyone else could respond however, a voice from the doorway asked,

"If that's so Tasha, then why are you crying?" Natasha's eyes widened almost comically. She bolted upright, and ran to the door, squeezing the bluenette into a hug.

"Marinette!!!! Oh, I thought I'd lost you!!!" She cried, and Marinette laughed.

"You could never lose ME 'Tasha. I'm unkillable!" The girls giggled at the reference to their childhood, and Nat let go of Marinette.