Alert this, alert that, I have to shut down this function.

Alert, 220-volt electrical charge sockets were completely damaged, no possibility of recovery.

Alert, battery at 50% advanced settings have been locked, default settings have been unlocked.

-Restarting super artificial intelligence system. Getting started. . . Please be patient while the system loads. . .-

-I think I roasted something, but that's what you wanted, isn't it? Hi, robot lady, are you ok?- System is now online. Well, that was scary. But see, I have all my default settings back! How I missed your quantum thought processor. I can even generate hypothetical scenarios with all variables again! I take back what I said before, Captain Marvel is a lot. I probably won't be able to reload it again for a while, but who needs it now? Wait, I'm forgetting something. . .

-Panda! - I scream as I get up and scan the surroundings.

-Panda? Oh, A, do you mean this cat? He is a cute boy.- I look at Captain again, Panda is calmly lying on her lap. Traitor, I thought you had social anxiety.

-Yes, I know. Sorry for that just now and thank you very much. You saved my life, I didn't even expect you to reply to my message. - I say while picking panda up and putting him on my shoulders again. He even has the audacity to let out a low meow of annoyance at being moved around.

-Well, it is not every day I receive a Kree signal on earth. If you want to pay your debt, why don't you tell me what exactly you are doing here? - She replies as she stands up, up close she gets taller than she looks, more intimidating too.

-I only charged you a little, if you tell me your story and I decide it's worth it, I can charge you as many as you need. - That line would have worked better if she had used the right charger instead of toasting my outlet.

-If you insist. But I have to warn you that this could get you in more trouble than you want. In fact, the last guy I told my problems to decided that the problem was too big and threw me into another dimension. - She doesn't react to my warning, on the contrary, she shrugs and answers right away.

- Do not worry, I don't run away from things, not anymore.- That was touching, but the simulations say there's still a 10% chance she'll completely pulverize me. There is also another simulation that says with a 100% chance that telling what happened is the only wood to get out of this situation alive. So, what choice do I have? I sigh and start:

-As I already mentioned, I'm Maria Jr. Stark and it all started when. . .