Hello there~!
This is my first try at writing a fic, so could you please try to be patient? This is basically going to be a story of how the Avengers bond. I will try to update at least once a week.
So what you guys need to do is give me prompts!
Yep. I would like to try and please everyone!
Disclaimer: No matter how much I want to, I don't own the Avengers. Marvel does.
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Tony Stark, genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, was reclining peacefully on the couch. His legs were propped up on the designer glass coffee table, his arms stretched over the back. His 60 inch plasma was playing an episode of iCarly; Tony's guilty pleasure.
It was the episode where Carly and the gang go to the woods and find Sasquatch. The T.V was playing the part where Carly and Freddie find the squirrels 'fighting'. A stupid smirk and giggle escaped him, loving the not-so-subtle innuendo.
The door banged open in the kitchen, and Tony scrambled for the remote, quickly pressing previous channel. Mythbusters popped on screen, and he tossed the remote across the room and went spread eagle on the couch.
A well built man walked in. His blond hair was combed to the side neatly, his shirt an old fashioned plaid, and khaki pants to match. Captain Steven Rogers. A.k.a Captain America, America's golden boy. In his massive, muscular arms was a small yellow bundle of fur. Its head peeked up, and a black nose nuzzled Steve's neck.
Tony sat up instantly. "Oh no." He said, waving his hands. Getting off the couch, the lazy genius continued. "It will chew my shoes, ruin my carpets, and get hair on my sexy suits!" He complained, the signature Stark Whine thrown in for good measure. All that was going through his astounding mind was how much of a nuisance the puppy would be.
Steve sighed, shaking his head. After a year of living in the Avengers Tower, he knew how to navigate these waters. "C'mon Stark. She looked so lonely, and we need to bond. Its been a year since Loki, and though we all live in the same house, we hardly communicate. This will help us bond." Captain's voice was smooth and firm. The little yellow lab squirmed in his arms. "She's house trained, and I can keep her on my floor."
Steve had the floor below Tony. They went in preference order: Thor top floor, so he could quickly go to Asguard and do his godly duties. Clint Barton, or Hawkeye, was the floor below Thor, because he can see better from a distance. Tony was obviously the middle floor, because of how he loved being in the middle of everything. Then it was Steve's level, the same level as the gym and track. Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, had the next floor so she could be close to the main security panel. Bruce Banner, the Hulk, got the next level because it was the same floor as the lab and specificly built Hulk-out room. The rest of the floors below, some 47 left, was Stark Industries.
Tony pouted. "She'll bark and get hair everywhere! Stark Industries will stink like dog ass!" He moaned, falling onto the couch with his hand on his forehead. Always one for the dramatics. Steve sent a cold glare at the scientist. "Well then, get JARVIS to install an air freshener." He said in a huff as he walked out, puppy in hand. Stepping into the elevator, he gave the pale puppy a scratch on the head. "Uncle Tony is a butt. Lets go meet Clint." He poked the button in the elevator labeled 'Legolas'. He absently pet the dog as the elevator went upward.
The sandy haired assassin was going through arrow after arrow in his custom made archery range. Flying targets zoomed around his head, and human sized robot ones rolled around the well equipped room. He tucked and rolled out of the way of a ground bot with Tony's face taped to it, and turned to launch an arrow. Just as he pulled back, he heard a knock on the door.
Sighing, he hit a button on his watch and the robots powered down. He got to his feet and opened the door to Steve… Holding a puppy. "Hey Clint. I'd like to introduce you to our new puppy." Steve said proudly. The marksman's pale blue eyes widened at the puppy. Living in the zoo, he'd had all kinds of 'pets'. This could be interesting. Clint smiled a bit, and scratched her on the head. "Cute little shit." He muttered after the dog licked his hand. Steve nodded in agreement.
"Well, sorry to interrupt Clint." He said, eyeing the sparking, dead robots behind his teammate, arrows jabbed into them. The archer shrugged it off with an absent wave of his hand. "Eh, don't worry. I was almost done." He then waved goodbye and closed the door. Pushing the button, he resumed practice.
"I think Uncle Clint was cooler than Uncle tony, huh sweetie?" Steve cooed in a weird voice people reserved for babies. It was a funny sight, an Adonis like man giving a wiggling puppy a kiss on the head. "Next one is Thor."
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Well guys, what'd you think? I'm sorry it was short, I just had this idea and I'm pressed for time. Please, rate and review!
I'm also in need of a name for this puppy….. *wink wink*
~Zoey