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Birnin Zana – Capital of Wakanda
The morning sun glimmered across the gleaming towers of Birnin Zana. Hovercrafts cruised through orderly sky-lanes, maglev trains whispered across silver rails, and the black panther statue overlooking the city radiated serene strength.
For centuries, Wakanda had remained untouched. A secret jewel, supposedly perfect in its isolation.
That ended when King T'Chaka addressed the world.
And within a week, it began.
The Wakandan Commerce Council
Chaos.
Utter, immaculate chaos.
The council chambers. Once reserved for tribal discussions and vibranium distribution now looked like a warzone made of paperwork.
Piles of foreign proposals lay stacked in holographic folders and printed binders, spilling across tables. Councilors argued in six languages simultaneously.
A weary merchant tribe official rubbed his temples. "Who… who allowed something called 'Burger King' to request fourteen separate land permits?"
Shuri, seated beside him, tapped at her holo-screen and groaned. "They're all doing it. Starbucks. McDonald's. Subway. Something called KFC sent a delegation with a prototype hover-bucket."
Across the table, M'Baku growled. "They wish to feed our warriors deep-fried poultry?! We're vegetarian!!!"
Shuri smirked. "Apparently, it's their 'most sacred export'."
Okoye pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated. "Every day, I defend Wakanda from invaders. I never thought my next battle would be fought against… franchises."
" Hey, you wanted Starbucks and now you have it." Joked Shuri causing Okoye to grunt.
The City Gates
At the city gates, a swarm of foreign representatives waited in pristine suits, their faces slick with nervous enthusiasm.
Company banners waved: STARBUCKS – GLOBAL UNITY IN A CUP!, MCDONALD'S: THE TASTE OF FRIENDSHIP!, KFC: VIBRANIUM-LEVEL FLAVOR!
A single border tribe officer stood behind a desk, staring at the chaos with quiet horror.
"Next!"
A cheerful McDonald's rep stepped forward. "Good morning! We'd like to open a franchise within visual range of your palace, preferably near heavy foot traffic! We can call it 'McPanther's'! Themed, of course!"
The officer blinked. "You wish to… name a fast food establishment after our spiritual protector?"
The rep smiled nervously. "Uh… synergy?"
From the side, a KFC delegate waved a prototype bucket proudly. "We even made it with alloy that mimicks the appearance of Vibranium for cultural respect!"
The bucket began to hum dangerously.
Moments later, it exploded in a puff of steam and fried spices.
The Royal Palace
King T'Chaka stared at the mountain of paperwork on his desk, both physical and digital.
Beside him, T'Challa handed him another stack. "More business requests, father. One of them seeks to build a Subway within the royal gardens."
T'Chaka closed his eyes, rubbing his forehead. "By Bast's mercy…"
Queen Ramonda's amused smile barely hid her sympathy. "This is the cost of revealing ourselves, my king. The world rushes to share its gifts and its greed."
"Gifts," T'Chaka muttered. "They offer fried dough and sugar water."
"Progress and honestly Krispy Kreme isn't half bad." She countered.
The Embassy District
Peter Parker stepped out of a shuttle, holding a digital tablet. He'd been invited by Shuri herself to help coordinate a temporary solution a technological quarantine to somewhat slow the bureaucratic avalanche.
Shuri met him halfway, visibly tired but grinning. "You came."
Peter smiled. "You said it was an emergency. I thought Talokan attacked. Didn't expect… McDonald's."
"Don't mock me. Also what's Talokan?" She groaned and then asked. "They filed more paperwork in two days than we've filed in two centuries. The city servers nearly melted."
Peter chuckled. "You need a proper AI-based application filter."
He pulled up a hologram. "Watch this — we call it 'Corporate Containment Protocol'. It redirects and files all non-critical applications into a parallel digital bureaucracy — an endless loop of forms, surveys and legal revisions."
Shuri blinked. "You mean…"
Peter smirked. "A paperwork prison."
Shuri grinned wide. "You learned well, Peter Parker."
Later That Day
The corporate delegation area had turned into chaos — holographic kiosks looping endlessly.
"Please confirm your W-9 authorization form in triplicate."
"Now translating your Vibranium Impact Report into 198 global dialects."
"Thank you for your submission. Estimated processing time: 372 years."
Representatives screamed, argued, and eventually surrendered.
Okoye crossed her arms, watching. "You are certain this is ethical?"
Peter shrugged. "Compared to what they were planning to do to your cuisine? Entirely."
M'Baku roared with laughter. "The Spider's friend has spun a web of bureaucracy!"
Scene – Sunset Over Birnin Zana
Peace returned at last. The city skyline shimmered, unmarred by golden arches or neon billboards.
Shuri stood beside Peter, overlooking the valley. "It's strange. For all our strength and secrecy, it took your mind to protect us… from paperwork."
Peter smiled. "The pen — and the tax form — are mightier than the sword and the spear."
They laughed softly as the sun dipped below the gleaming spires.
The great forge slept in silence. Yet for the briefest moment, its fire flickered — as though amused by the absurdity of mankind's chaos.
Even creation, it seemed, could laugh.
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