A/N: I wasn't going to release this... but what the heck. This was actually the first thing I wrote after seeing Thor. Let's just say I was in... a certain state of mind. It's a silly two parter with the most inane plot you could give a group of super heroes. Short but I hope not too out there!

The Talk

Thor peers out to the splendor of a dark night sky, the high winds brushing his long blonde mane. After a hard day of battling evil all Asgardian's were used to celebrating the daily victories. The best of them Thor was no different. He was relaxed. He wasn't running at super speeds. No he wasn't flying or soaring towards he heavens. He was a passenger in an Earthly car… being just one of the 'guys'.

… Yes the 'guys'.

A group of 'guys' that were trying to be more normal than they really were.

Being a fish out of water, Thor was a bit glad he was around stranger than regular folk. The car they were in, a midnight blue luxury concept sedan, pulled up to a fast food joint. This is a rare occurrence. Strange surely, but nothing too shocking. Tack on that fact the four super heroes were riding in the vehicle? This was an even more rare occurrence.

The fact they had an Asgardian Prince and a superhuman from the 40s in this particular group of food runners?

… It had to be some sort of bad setup for a joke.

"Tell me again why we're here?" Steve Rogers, the Captain himself turned towards the driver. Thor shot a glance towards the same navigator in question, his attention peeling back into the car. The Avenger's all rich and powerful navigator had that heir about him for sure.

"Uh… to grab burgers sir." The one and only Tony Stark answered bluntly as he only knew how, eyes hidden behind those dark shades. "What'd you want Rogers? A game of golf? A movie?"

"Oh brother… here we go again." The passenger to Thor's left in black and purple sighed.

"I just don't get it. You have a private chef." Steve was in casual clothing of a patriotic rendition of a red and white t-shirt and jeans, the modern stuff still feeling quite strange on him. "This stuff is not good intake. Why fast food?"

"Because it's fun, it tastes good, and sometimes you just gotta live dangerously." Tony parked the all too expensive concept car he had been designing with Chevy. "There's nothing more American then a fast food burger joint and seeing that Thor is new to this? I thought it'd be a great time to introduce him. What kind of Captain 'America' are you anyway?"

"First off hamburgers are from… Germany…" Steve pointed out. "Secondly-"

"Come on. Do you really always have to pull the know-it-all card on me?" Tony shrugged in interruption. "What? Oh right… you lived in history didn't you? Were you there in Germany when it was created Grandpa time? Please don't tell me it's Nazi food now."

Steve twitched and was ready to retort.

"Friends, please no need for the confrontations!" Thor leaned forward between the seats with his thundering voice, grabbing both Tony and Steve on the shoulders quite firmly. "We have already fought a great battle today and it is time to celebrate in our victories!" The God that begged for battles had become a great deference from conflict. A sore shoulder aside… Tony agreed.

"Uh, exactly… this is Avenger bonding time right?" Tony got out of the car, his Armani custom suit not making him look any less conspicuous. "Stop being such a buzz kill."

Steve stepped out with a sigh. "Look, judging from Thor's appetite and where you're bringing him, I'm just worried he's going to feel like he ate MJOLNIR after tonight's over alright?"

"The big lug will be fine. He can take a punch from Hulk… he can eat as many Cow Tippers as he wants."

"… You're going to regret this."

Thor takes a step out of the vehicle, the other side door opening as the more quiet of the group took a breath. Clint Barton was definitely the "cool" and calm one. Being an expert marksman made you have those frozen nerves. And frozen was what Thor and Clint were as they shared an amazed look, watching Iron Man and Captain America still continue their spatter into the diner. The restaurant Mooby's was about to get a super class of customers and crazy characters based on the two lead dogs of this group.

Hawkeye shot Thor a look of sarcasm yet honesty. "You know one of these days those two will be the end of us. I give this team two months tops."

"My brother, have a bit more faith." Thor chuckles as they walked towards the building in a slow follow.

"Faith is not good enough odds for me." Clint answered as he thought of his philosophy. Taking a shot should never be left to change. Take your shot? … And hit the bull's-eye every time was his philosophy.

Thor half listened as Clint knew it as well. The God's nose had already picked up the scent. Thor didn't have very many weaknesses but a good meal was definitely one of them.

- T – T – T –

When Eric, Jane, and Darcy had their first look at a feasting Thor, their looks were identical. They all had that same mummified, horrified, and yet amazed looks. For Steve, Clint, and Tony it was no different. Thor's dining section was filled to capacity with boxes and boxes of crumbs, and cups and cups of empty fountain drinks.

"So let's see… that's like fifteen Cow Tippers... ten large fries and five super gulps of Pepsi." Tony calculated the bill more amused than anything. "Not bad if you're feeding King Kong…"

"This food is like an epiphany my friends." Thor's facial expressions spoke of the joy and eye opening meal. His mouth was full and table manners was not a concern. "Is this what you earthlings eat all the time? This should be our post victory meal for every night!"

"… I told you the health concerns are real." Steve reiterated with a sip of his cold water. Tony was beginning to second guess himself silently.

"Hey uh Thor is everything cool?" Clint wiped his hands clean of the grease. "You're eating like you've got no tomorrow. Everything uh… a-okay?"

"How can it not be okay?" Thor finished another beverage like a champion. "What is there to be worry about? We were victorious! This is an epic meal! I have nothing but cheer at the moment."

"Just wondering… I noticed Jane not looking too happy earlier today." Clint said a bit randomly, the others at the table instantly took notice.

"What are you… her stalker?" Tony tossed a French fry towards a propped up bag, playing his own little game of basketball.

"Whoa! Nah, I'm just used to eyeing my surroundings!" Clint tried to put a fire that Tony potential just started. "Thor… I am in no way shape or form looking at your woman!"

"Relax my friend…" Thor stopped his smorgasbord for the moment, wiping his mouth. The Asgardian had no ill thoughts but more of a worried face. "You say Jane was unhappy? Why?"

"I… I dunno. She just looked upset." Clint shrugged, wishing he had just kept his mouth shut now. "You two just got back from lunch or something and I assumed that you two were having some issues during that break."

"… Issues? What issues?" Thor tried to remember, tapping his head with a curious finger. "We had a glorious time. Lots of laughter and smiles. We even played that Whack a mole game she loves so much… and she laughed when I destroyed the machine. I cannot remember any verbal scuffles."

"So… uh you two get in a fight afterwards or something?" Tony cracked in a tease. "Is our flying Asgardian having girl problems?"

"No… no we did not argue." Thor tapped his foot now, trying to conjure up a clear image of the cute date day. "The only thing I can remember is an innocent discussion about MJOLNIR and the weapons importance relative to hers."

"Whoa whoa, whoa… wait a second." Steve finally stepped in the conversation, blonde hair and blue eyes hunk with a puzzled stare. "Let me guess. Did she ask you whether or not she's more important to you than MJOLNIR?"

"Uh, yes. We just had a discussion about the aspects of MJOLNIR's importance to me and how it compares to her."

"Oh… you did tell her that you'd throw away that hammer for her a thousand times over right?" Tony laughed only to stare at Thor's blank face with a sympathetic man's horror "I mean Thor… if you didn't…"

"Well of course I told her I would." The prince nodded confidently... only to think on it a little more. "But then again I also explained to her the importance of the weapon and the difficult-"

"Oh God no…" Tony gasped. "Thor… Thor… you DO NOT DO THAT!"

"Do… what?"

"Okay… listen closely alright?"

Thus began the talk…