Author's Note: This is my first story, so any criticism is welcomed. I don't own anything except for the main speaker and Lucille. Bon appétit!
"I was just a simple energy engineer. Before Stark became Iron Man and closed the weapons manufacturing down, I helped in research and development, figuring what the weapons would use as energy. Then he became Iron Man. All the employees were quite safe and we then became a clean energy company and I became head of my department; which meant I had weekly meetings with Miss Potts and sometimes if she dragged him, Tony Stark. In all honesty, I love my job, Stark's a wonderful boss, or really Miss Potts. Then the aliens invaded.
"You'd think there would be a better plan then to get together six individuals to fight hoards of aliens. We were all at work, just a normal day. Then this guy walked through in Medieval armor with people trailing behind. The building explodes and it was chaos around us.
"Then it was all over. Bad guy was defeated by Stark and the merry band. It was weird seeing these people all walking by in tights. I mean they are certainly stronger looking than tights but they really didn't look comfortable.
"Eventually everything went back to normal. Building was rebuilt, some new employees, nothing unusual.
"It didn't last though, the sanity. We had Stark and a Doctor Banner working along beside us. Sometimes blowing things up, o.k. so it was a regular occurrence." The energy sector head shrugged. "Then came the invisible nerf-ers; as us employees call them. There's two of them. They stay in the air vents. All the employees are paranoid of air vents now. They always hit what they are aiming for, doesn't matter if you try to dodge. We're lucky they use foam for bullets and not paintballs or something worse.
"Captain Rogers is a very nice man; he's got wit, very friendly, sociable. Everyone in the energy sector likes him. Lucille bakes him an Apple pie every week; and that's saying something. We don't give up desserts easy, even to Stark.
"Thor. He's quite loud, quick to laugh and forgive. Very nice guy." A loud explosion interrupts the interview and the two turn to see a door open, a black cloud of smoke escaping and voices arguing.
"STARK! You said it wouldn't explode!"
"Sorry Birdie, but I did say it had an extreme possibility of exploding, so somebody needs to pay attention to the genius next time!"
"Guys c'mon! This is important! We've got to get this done or we're doomed!" A blackened Doctor Banner cried.
"Maybe if we added a bit more?" They were soon back to arguing. How these people managed to save the world time after time was an amazement.
"Can you explain why they are arguing, ma'am?" The man in the suit, otherwise known to the energy sector as The Agent, questioned.
The poor head of the energy sector sighed then replied, "Since Lucille refuses to make a pie for the others and the Captain doesn't share, they've taken it upon themselves to replicate her recipe."