A/N: I had fun with this chapter,, I'm not going to lie. But hey! Another Curve, this time including teenage angst! Let's have fun, yeah? *evil grin*

The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.

"Chris!" Tony hissed in pain as his head slammed up into the bottom of his car at the shout. "Anders!" He then pulled himself further under the car when he heard his sons name being yelled. He wanted nothing to do with what the two teenage boys were up to.

Gabby was at some kind of teachers retreat and Steve had gotten a call for a mission. Clint had offered to go with him and Tony volunteered to let the twins stay in the Tower. Anastasia and Christopher had of course first started complaining (whining as Tony called it) that they didn't need to be babysat, that they were teenagers now. This started when they were 13. They were now 16, and Gabby and Steve claimed that it was safer to all be in the place. Steve reluctantly admitted that the Tower was safer.

Tony often forgot that Eindride was less than a year older. The boys got into trouble. A lot. Emma had decided when she was 17 that she was going to go to college out of the state, to stay away from the boys.

"Sir-"

"Shhhhh!" Tony waved his arms, shushing JARVIS. "I'm not here, I don't want to know. Plausible deniability." Tony had made sure that he was unseen under the car now. If Anya was on the hunt, the boys would try to hide in the workshop. Tony had safeguards for that.

There were two thuds into the glass door. Tony peeked between a tire to see Eindride desperately trying to put in the code. Now Tony really didn't want to know. They managed to stumble into the lab, hiding behind a worktable. Eindride had short black hair and bright amber eyes, he was tall like Loki much to Tony's disappointment. Chris looked like a Steve Rogers clone. Blonde hair, bright blue eyes, but he had Gabby slim jaw line. He was also holding a bundle of clothes.

Moving his head a little he heard footsteps and saw Anya running down the stairs, wrapped in a towel. Those were her clothes that Chris was holding. Anya had long blonde hair and Gabby's green eyes. Her and Chris were the same height, but she had Steve's facial structure. Tony's eyes widened when he caught sight of her wet and stringy hair. Wet and stringy black hair.

Steve was going to kill him.

"If you two don't give me my clothes back Right Now." Anya stood in the doorway, fists at her sides.

"It appears that Mr Barton and Mr Rogers have landed on the roof." Tony's eyes widened more.

"Good," Anya growled, and Chris's eyes widened a little. "Dad!" She took off running for the stairs.

"Ah! No!" Tony scrambled out of the car, causing the two boys to slam into the table in fright, tipping it over. Tony winced and put his hands over his face as it crashed onto Dum-E, causing him to tip over and onto another desk. "Oh my god, you both are so dead if I live." He snatched Anya's clothes from Chris and ran up the stairs.

Tony found Anya waiting by the elevator and wrapped an arm around her waist attempting to carry her back to the guest room before Steve got back. The elevator dinged and the doors opened and Tony winced.

"Dad! Finally!" Anya huffed and Tony put her down, shoving the clothes into her arms. She blinked a little but looked back over at Steve as Tony turned around. Steve's eyes were wide staring at his daughters hair. Clint was behind him covering his mouth with both hands to silence the laughter.

"What happened?" Steve looked at Tony.

"Sir, Loki has arrived with Mrs Rogers and is headed up." Tony groaned and dropped his head.

"That's it, that's how I die, and the last thing I hear will be my husband laughing at me." Tony rubbed his face.

Steve had walked over and was picking at Anya's hair, hoping that it would rub out on his fingers. It didn't. The elevator opened again and Clint moved out of the way. Tony saw Loki raise his eyebrows at him when he took in Anya's appearance. Gabby's mouth had opened a little and she looked between Tony and Anya.

"What the hell..." She walked a little closer to Anya.

"Chris and Anders stole my clothes from the bathroom when I was taking a shower, and they put honey in my conditioner, and-" Anya started ranting.

"And dyed your hair black?" Gabby asked.

"What? No, I did that." Tony threw himself into the couch. Now he was really dead. He could have gotten away with it if the boys had the cause, but no, Steve Rogers' daughter had to be going through her dark and defiant phase on his watch.

He heard footsteps trying to sneak by and glanced up a little. "Stop right there." Steve pointed towards the boys and they both stopped in mid step.

"I thought this was supposed to be the safe place?" Clint whispered to Loki. Loki groaned a little and started to rub the bridge of his nose.

Gabby had cupped her hands over her mouth and nose and was staring at Anya's hair. "Okay, first things first, go get dressed." Anya sighed and stomped back towards the guest room she had claimed. "Chris, chair, now." Chris flopped into a chair.

"Tony, please tell me my other child is in one piece, and not altered in any way." Steve looked over at the inventor. He noted that Steve hadn't taken his shield off of his arm.

"Miss Bryanna is sleeping peacefully," JARVIS informed them and Tony gestured his arms up.

"See, perfectly fine," he grinned and he head Loki sigh.

"You were supposed to be looking after the children Tony," Loki said looking over to his husband.

"I didn't know this was going to happen!" Tony sat up. "Let's be honest though, you put three teenagers in my supervision, and a six year old. I have my hands full with the littlest one alone. How was I supposed to know that she'd go goth on me."

"It's okay, I can fix this, it's okay." Tony could tell that Gabby was talking to herself at this point. "We'll just have to get some color stripper for her hair, and then-"

"No way, I used my allowance on this dye," Anya walked out the room, clothes and hair dry, displaying the full color of her black hair. It even had a blue sheen when the light hit it.

"Whoa," Chris and Eindride let out when they saw it. Anya looked over and narrowed her eyes at them. Steve wrapped his arm around her waist before she could take off after them again.

"We'll discuss it when we get home," Steve droned out and Anya looked at Chris and pointed to the elevator. He got up, giving Anya a wide berth and stood by the elevator. Gabby walked over with him.

"I'll go get the car, we'll wait for you down there." Steve nodded. Loki shrugged a little at gabby and she sighed as the elevator closed on her and Chris. Loki looked at Eindride once who took off for his room.

Steve put Anya back down. "Anya, please go get your sister." She nodded a little and went off to get her kid sister.

"Just to let you know, I was only in my workshop for like, 30 minutes," Tony got up from the couch and Steve shot him a withering look.

"Which is ironically the amount of time it takes to dye your hair and wash it," Clint added. he hissed when Loki kicked his leg.

"I left Chris and Eindride in the game room and Anya had assured me she was just going to stay in the guest room, away from the boys."

Steve rubbed his face and sighed. "It's not really your fault. She's been moody lately. I'm still not sure why."

"Oh oh, has she used the line, 'You're ruining my life!' yet?" Clint asked and Tony rolled his eyes. "That's still a popular one with teenagers, specially the girls."

"Thank the gods you don't have any children, Barton," Loki muttered.

"If you need anything for the hair," Tony motioned around his head, "just let me know. I'm sure I've got some stuff that can help."

"Yeah, thanks. I'm afraid if we pulled it out that she'd just dye it again. I'm sure it will be the highlight of our conversations tonight though." Steve looked over as Anya came back out with a tired looking girl behind her. This Rogers girl did have blonde hair like her parents, and one blue eye and one green eye.

"Hi Daddy." Bryanna yawned and took Steve's hand as Anya headed straight for the elevator.

"Hey, sweetheart. Let's go home now, yeah?" The little girl nodded.

"Bye Uncle Tony, Uncle Loki, Uncle Clint," she waved at the men as the doors closed around them.

Tony let out a groan and fell on his back on the couch again. "Emma never dyed her hair like that whens he was 16."

"Tony, your daughter already has black hair," Clint told him. "What was she supposed to do? Dye it beach blonde, aspiring to be one of those A-class snobs?"

Tony frowned and looked up. "You bring up a very good point. I think we got lucky so far." Loki walked by and slapped his head as he was leaning up.

"I'm going to talk with Eindride," Loki looked down at him. "I think that your broken lab is punishment enough for you."

"Ouch, I'm wounded babe." Loki rolled his eyes and walked off. "There are some days that I miss being a single playboy."

"No you don't," Clint snorted heading for the bar, putting in his personal code to get to the liquor.

"Some days I wish I missed it."