Up in his office Nick stood at a window, watching the giant squid. He winced as it took down a S.H.I.E.L.D. helicopter. Well, fuck. There went several thousand dollars of tax payer money. Not that even more taxpayer money wasn’t going to go into fixing all the shit the squid was destroying but the helicopter was technically Nick’s shit that the squid was destroying and that hurt just a little more. He finally pulled himself away when it hauled a submarine into the air then crushed it like a soda can. Fury didn’t want to see anymore of that. Why did every day have to be some goddamn B horror movie? What happened to the good old days of shooting assholes in the head before they could blow something up? Easier than fucking squids.
As his office door was opened Nick turned to address Agent 19 with a scowl and a question, “Why the fuck aren’t you out there?” He jerked his head towards the window. “With the squid?”