Thor was a mystical god from an entire different realm who was thought to be a legend and didn't understand a single thing on how anything from Earth even worked, especially modern-day technology.

Steve was technically over ninety-nine years old and was from the years World War II was going on and also had no idea how anything on Earth worked, similar to Thor's problems. They weren't that different from each other actually.

They were both fish out of water. Like little toddlers, still understanding how this strange world worked. Maybe they could work it out together?

Thor had decided to pay a visit to Midgard for a little bit. It had been a while since the Battle of New York and things had calmed down a bit more. Coming to Earth also gave him a chance to see his fellow Avengers. He hadn't spoken to them in quite some time, and he was looking forward to catching up with his comrades.

Currently, he was sitting on the kitchen stool, snacking on a pop tart Tony had so graciously offered.

"Someone likes pop tarts," Natasha commented as she strolled into the kitchen, clearly still not fully awake. Her hair was a mess, not like its usual wavy style. "The entire box is already almost gone."

Tony furrowed his brow. "Jeez Point Break, do they feed you in Asgard? That's your second box."

"Of course they do," Thor replied. "Humans just have very feeble meals compared to what we have on Asgard. It makes sense why you're all so small now."

Tony gaze him a look as if he was hurt by his words, clutching his chest. "Excuse me? Tiny?"

"You are pretty short," Natasha said, backing up Thor.

Before Tony could respond with a comeback, Steve walked in, wearing a plain white t-shirt. He seemed like he had been up for a while, maybe training or he had gone for a run, since he was drenched in sweat.

"Where've you been, Capsicle? You look like you're melting," Tony said. "Just a question, do you have a life that doesn't revolve around training, exercising, and saving the world? It's just a thought that's been in my head," he added. Steve rolled his eyes.

"Yes, I have a life. Thanks for asking," he responded. He was used to these kinds of questions from Tony by now. All of the Avengers were.

Steve put some vegetables, fruits, and poured some milk into a blender, getting ready to make a smoothie. Tony, yet again, opened his mouth to ask another question.

"Do you ever eat anything unhealthy? Your diet seems to only have smoothies, salad, fruit, vegetables, and anything else that falls under the healthy category. Have you ever had anything besides that, like a cookie? If the answer's no, then I think Cookie Monster would be very upset."

Steve and Thor shared a confused look, which they had gotten used to doing when they were around Tony and the other Avengers, who would make random modern day references just to annoy the two.

"There's a monster of cookies? Does it need to be slain?" Thor questioned, clearly concerned about the topic. Bruce sighed and shook his head.

"No, no. It's just from a TV show for little kids called Sesame Street," he explained. "He's a character on the show obsessed with eating cookies."

Natasha glanced over at Thor and the pop tart box. "Reminds me of someone else I know. Just replace cookies with pop tarts," she said. Thor scowled at her. If looks could kill, then she'd be dead on the floor right now.

Even though Steve was planning on catching up with the rest of the world, he never seemed to have the time. No, that was a lie, a guy from the past had a lot of time on his hands. So, he really didn't know the reason he hadn't. He had seen some things though, like that violent game Call of Duty, and that movie series that was actually based off of books called Lord of The Rings. There was also Harry Potter, but he had only seen the movies. Clint had insisted that he watched the Star Wars movies, and he had to admit, they weren't too bad. Despite that, he still had a long ways to go to fully catch up with the rest of the world.

Thor, on the other hand, was unfamiliar with everything Earth. He didn't understand how to send e-mails, texts, and all of the other tech-stuff. It was annoying when his friends (minus Steve) talked about little things that any other human on the planet would understand. He wanted to catch up with everyone, he really did, but he didn't even know where to start.

"Where is Clint?" Thor asked, deciding to change the topic.

"He's on a private mission," Natasha replied, glancing over at him. She was the only one who really knew he was spending time with his wife, Laura.

"Mm, well that's great," Tony mused. He was pouring a cup of coffee, as usual. "Now if anyone needs me, I'll be in my lab." It wasn't anything unusual. Tony spent most of the hours of the day in there. So, they just all went back to their normal morning activities.

Thor later found Steve trying to work what he believed was called an "iPhone." He raised an eyebrow, looking over Steve's shoulder. "What are you doing?" He asked. The super soldier didn't take his eyes off of the device.

"Trying to figure out how things work. I'm guessing you're not too sure either."

Thor nodded. "That is correct," he said.

"Well, wanna join me?" He asked. This time, he turned to face the God of Thunder. Thor thought about it for a few moments before sitting down beside Steve.

"Sure," he said. He looked at the screen, mesmerized by it. It was something so small, yet it carried so much information that Thor could only imagine. From what he had been told, phones could tell the time, pull up videos, and answer your every question just by using something called "Google." It was fascinating. "So, humans let this small thing tell them what to do?" He questioned.

Steve looked lost. "Apparently these days they do," he sighed. He began to scroll through the phone, looking at various pictures of things titled with captions, aka memes. Steve's face scrunched up in confusion, as did Thor's.

"I do not understand, what is Tinder? And why are there so many photographs of cats? Who is this yellow sponge?" He rambled, the questions rolling off his tongue. Steve was as lost as he was and began to press random links to websites, which took him to a suspicious looking one that began have ads pop-up all over the place.

Panic crossed their faces as they saw things like Win a new car! or any other scams that existed on the Internet.

"Stop pressing-"

"I'm not pressing anymore!"

"Your thumb is still on the screen, you are pressing it still."

"No, I am lifting my thumb away!"

To end the madness once in for all, Thor snatched the phone from Steve's hand and chucked it far, far away, leaving it to its fate of being smashed onto the ground. Tony would be very disappointed in them. They should be preparing for a lecture if the billionaire ever found out about this. He didn't like it when people broke his stuff.

Thor and Steve glanced at each other, silence passing between the two. Thor slowly stood up and Steve did the same.

"I think I'll stick to flip phones," Steve commented. Thor raised an eyebrow.

"What are flip phones?" He asked.

Steve sighed. "Nevermind."

Later, all of the Avengers (except for Clint) were all chilling together in the living room. It wasn't anything special. Sometimes, they all just sat together in a comfortable silence.

"So, where have you two been?" Natasha asked. She glanced towards Steve and Thor, who snapped their heads in her direction. The two Avengers shared a look that lasted for a moment or two before responding.

"We were just seeing what new sights Midgard had," Thor responded quickly. Steve nodded a little too enthusiastically, causing Natasha to raise an eyebrow. But, she didn't say anything else on the matter. It was just another normal day for the Avengers.