Hai peoples :3 This idea has been sitting in my head since I watched the Avengers ;x

See, I'm writing a book, and I have three main characters that are going to be included in this story:

Hunter Strike, Clint Hutchcraft and Erkanna Gamble :D (They're mine :C You're not allowed to use them C: )

So yeah, Hunter and Erkanna are 17 and Clint is 18 :3 I imagine Era (Erkanna ;p Era is a shortened version :3) having short brown hair and grey eyes (I've got what you'd call Stormy eyes, grey and blue... x3 ) and she's a geek ;p Like me! :D Anyway, Erkanna is part of the Avengers in this story and she also lives in Stark Tower :3 This is going to be a series of short drabbles etc. maybe in the future, I'll get myself together to write a proper story :3

Okay, enough with the introduction! Get ready for the crazy-ness! :3

Oh and I don't own anything except my 3 OC's listed above :3

Tony was sitting peacefully on the couch, playing with his StarkPad, when he heard Steve's irritated voice nearing towards the common room.

"Oh no, you are not going anywhere!"

"Really? I'd love to see you stop me!"

a young female voice replied.

Tony contemplated leaving the room (Jumping out the window, if he had to) when Erkanna and Steve barged into the room. Tony tried to squeeze in between the cushions on the couch, as it was too late to run now.

Steve didn't approve of the way the teenagers dressed, but his hate for ripped jeans was astounding.

Erkanna helped herself to some orange juice, seemingly oblivious to Steve's preachings about how a girl in his times wouldn't even dream of wearing such things.

Tony decided it was safe enough to crawl under the sofa before the real generation-argument began.

AC/DC blared out of Era's pocket, signaling an incoming call. Her friend, Clint Hutchcraft was apparently getting impatient waiting for her in front of Stark Tower.

"Look, Steve." Erkanna sighed, making Steve pause mid-sentence. "It's only because we're going to a concert, if you let me wear them this once, I promise not to wear them again."

She continued, sending Steve an angelic smile.

Steve mumbled something under his breath, but eventually sighed and nodded at her.

Era shot a grin at him and dashed out the door.

"I'll be back after midnight, don't wait!" she called running down the corridor.

Steve shook his head and walked towards the sofa.

On this particular moment Tony realised something.

Steve was going to sit on the sofa. Right. On. Top. Of. Him.

"Shit." Tony cursed silently.