Natasha froze. Something was off. She didn't feel like she was where she was supposed to be. Normally, Natasha associated this feeling with when she gets taken hostage. Thinking back, she couldn't find missing space in her memory. No sense of being drugged. No extra pain to account for being knocked out, so being taken hostage couldn't be what happened. Last thing she remembered doing was dressing for bed and lying down in her bedroom, at Stark Tower. Hell, she even remembered falling asleep. And there was no explanation for why she wasn't in her bedroom. But maybe it was just a bad feeling.

Opening her eyes, Natasha glanced around without moving more than her eyeballs. The good thing was, this place seemed like a familiar setting. One she had seen before and actually felt slightly comfortable being in. Unfreezing, Natasha glanced around even more. Before her, was a desk with three computer screens angled around just right so that Natasha could see all three at once. All three were currently blank. On the table its self were small electronic pieces that looked like it could have belonged to a phone or some sort of device. Just beyond the table, Natasha could see darkened shadows of large equipment. Turning around, she saw the small Keurig machine that Tony had demanded he have for his and Bruce's late night projects. That was when she finally understood.

"What the fuck am I doing in Tony's lab?" Natasha loudly questioned herself, not really expecting an answer from JARVIS. She also didn't expect her voice not sounding anything like normal. It didn't even sound female anymore. Reaching for her throat, Natasha paused in shock almost halfway there. The movement of her arm had shifted her chest over something strange. It was almost painful but not, sort of like her body registered what was there but her mind hadn't. Whatever the thing was it had been placed so precisely that it gently grazed the nearby muscles and even ribcage. It was as warm as the rest of her body, so it had been there a while. Her skin had healed over it just enough that when Natasha shifted again, it pulled at the edges. But her body could tell it wasn't fully natural. Looking down to it, Natasha almost screamed. "What the fuck?"

In the middle of her chest was Tony's arc reactor, glowing blue light just below her black muscle tank top. Crying out in shock, Natasha reached her hand below the shirt and felt around, praying to god that this was some sort of prank that the genius had pulled. But when her skin touched the center of the reactor and she could feel the slight vibration of the magnet, she nearly cried out in horror. It wasn't fake.

But before she could reflect on the situation any longer, from above came a load, guttural roar. Which she found partly weird considering her room is actually above Bruce's room. Then again, Tony's lab is directly below the other scientist's room. Jumping to her feet, Natasha finally caught her reflection in one of the computer monitors. It was here that she froze, again, because staring back at her was not her face, but, the face of Tony Stark. She almost screamed as the situation really hit her but stopped herself when another roar echoed from above.

"Right, deal with Hulk, then... Whatever the fuck this is about," Natasha muttered to herself. Taking one more glance at her reflection, Natasha shook her head in distaste at Tony's grungy face. Already she felt disgusted and figured she'd have to shower for over an hour after all this was through. But the less she thought about it all, the more… Comfortable she became. Rushing up the stairs, Natasha bumped into Steve, who had asked for the lowest room in the tower as he wanted to be able to be the first downstairs if something happened so he could help.

"Tony? What the heck is going on?" Steve inquired, sounding slightly off. Natasha shook her as the two rushed toward Bruce's room. She half wondered if Steve was who she thought he was. Could this have happened to all of them? If so, who was Hulk right now?

"Not Tony. Natasha," she admitted. Steve glanced at her once again. His expression showed confusion and surprise, as if he hadn't expected anything like that. Natasha scoffed. "Really, Steve? After all this, you can't believe that?"

"Actually… I'm Bruce," Steve, no Bruce, retorted just as the duo burst onto Bruce's floor to see Hulk roaring at a broken mirror on the floor. Natasha froze before looking over Hulk and then slowly turning back to Bruce (turned Steve). This was really not good.

"If you're Bruce… And I'm Tony…. Who is Hulk?" Natasha wondered just as the others burst into the room. Natasha's body walked right up to Bruce and looked him over before turning to Natasha. Right away the spy could see the difference in walking. Judging by that, she could pretty much guess that it was Steve that had taken over her but she wasn't entirely certain. Arrow (Clint's Christmas gift after being turned into a kid [Read After Training, Everything Goes Wrong if you don't understand]) slowly trailed after Clint's body, whining in confusion. The pup looked as lost as everyone else felt.

"What did you do?" the body accused. Natasha shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest until she found that it hurt just a bit. She covered the insecurity with another grunt and shifted her arms to her hips instead. A movement so fluid that only Clint would notice that something had bothered her in the first position.

"I'm Natasha," she replied, coolly as if this type of situation happened every day. Which considering the Avengers past at this point, it shouldn't come as a surprise. Natasha's body, which Natasha was now certain in assuming was Steve, then looked to the others, confused. Slowly, Thor's body raised his hand as if he was trying to get a teacher's attention.

"I swear to whoever you want me to swear to, that I didn't do this. Last night I was working on some new communication devices for all of us," Thor's body answered. Natasha's eyes narrowed. That sounded like the genius that she had taken over. And if that was true, that would explain all the random equipment on the table before her when she woke. Maybe he was speaking the truth.

"Tony?" Bruce asked. Thor's body nodded. Natasha sighed as Hulk slowly looked over to the group in a saddened look. His eyes widened at Clint's body before rushing over. Amazingly Clint's body did not move or even react at the very hostile act from the enraged beast. Everyone else at least tensed. Normally, the only person who didn't shift was Thor. Which was surprising considering Hulk attacked Thor more than the others.

"Not CUPID!" Hulk screamed. Clint's body nodded. Arrow perked up at the green guy and hesitantly sniffed the air. Something about Hulk had intrigued the pup. Natasha figured it had to do with 'Cupid' which the Avengers had learned a few missions prior that he actually meant 'Clint.'

"Indeed I am not. I am Thor, son of Odin, wielder of Mjolnir and god of thunder," Clint's body countered. Hulk roared at Thor in anger. Natasha inched forward, holding her hands up in defense when Hulk whipped his head to face her. Hulk actually did tend to get along with everyone but Thor. He was usually best with Clint or Steve but considering the circumstances, Natasha was willing to take her chances.

"I'm guessing Cli- Cupid is now your other half?" Natasha inquired as if Hulk would understand. Everyone was shocked when Hulk nodded in confirmation. Natasha swore then. Clint was now in Bruce's body and Hulk never moved over with Bruce. Natasha's body stepped forward. Slowly, Natasha backed off, giving Steve room to try and work his magic with the rage machine. Hulk just glared.

"Hulk, buddy, it's me, Steve. I want to know, if it's possible that you can bring Cli… Cupid back, like you do with Bruce?" Steve questioned. Hulk gave Natasha's body an odd looked before looking over to Steve's body. He seemed to be questioning the order before finally the green giant nodded and began shrinking down. Steve and Natasha moved to stand on other side as Hulk soon turned into Bruce's body. Everyone knew from prior experience that a random Hulk-out left Bruce more drained then if he gave in to it.

"Ugh… What mac truck hit me?" Bruce's body moaned. It was such a normal Clint response that everyone couldn't help but crack a smile at that. No matter what the situation, Clint could pretty much always cheer them up. Arrow yipped lightly before rushing to Bruce's body. Another sniff and then Arrow nudged the man with his nose. Clint (as Bruce) looked up and began to pet Arrow in an effort to stop him from licking or attacking him with love. Amazingly he didn't comment on the blurred vision as he figured that had to do with his screaming head.

"That would be a mac truck called Hulk," Bruce responded with a light smile. Clint jerked up in surprise and stared at the others. His eyes wandered slowly over each and every body. Bruce's eyes being so much different from his own made it harder for Clint to note the differences in everyone but... When he finally noticed his body staring back at him, he looked down to see who he was in. That's when this happened.

"Holy hell! What the fuck happened?" Clint cried, jerking out of Natasha's and Steve's grips. Natasha almost laughed aloud. Arrow yipped again in surprise and looked about. His eyes focused on Clint's body before back to Bruce's body in confusion. He seemed still uncertain which one was his master as both had similarities to the man.

"We, uh… Apparently switched bodies last night," Tony (as Thor) replied. "But, I swear I didn't do it!"

"We get it Tony," Steve (as Natasha) growled. Clint rapidly blinked in shock, trying to get a handle on who was who. Bruce (as Steve) moved deeper into the room to grab an extra pair of glasses that had been missed by Hulk's rampage earlier. He easily dropped them in Clint's hands. Clint glanced over at the doctor before nodding his thanks and putting them on.

"Ok, before this goes any further, why don't we all 'introduce' ourselves?" Natasha (as Tony) suggested. She then raised her hand. "I am Natasha."

"I'm Steve," Steve (as Natasha) declared, raising his hand when Natasha put hers down.

"I'm Bruce," Bruce (as Steve) mentioned when everyone looked to Steve's body.

"Clint," Clint (as Bruce) replied, even though no one looked to him. Everyone had turned to Clint's body.

"Thor, son of-" Thor (as Clint) began.

"Tony Stark!" Tony (as Thor) interrupted. Thor frowned, dejected that he couldn't finish. Natasha nodded, feeling immensely better that it wasn't Tony that had been moved into her own body. Even though she had assumed as much, hearing it once again felt like it was actually real. Clint groaned suddenly and reached back for a seat, Natasha and Steve caught him before he fell. Already, everyone could see signs of Hulk rearing forward once again. Tony rushed forward to grab Arrow by his collar and pulled the pup back. Arrow whined and whimpered but didn't protest much. The dog had been around enough to know that Bruce's body could turn mean and green. Bruce moved closer, grabbing at Clint's head and holding him steady. Steve and Natasha took two seconds before they understood and backed off. In their current bodies, neither were safe but considering Bruce was in Steve's body, he could handle Hulk.

"Listen to me. Clint, you need to focus. Don't fight the rage. Trust me that never works. Accept it. Accept that it's there. Make it part of you. Give it a place to watch through your eyes. Don't push it back. Just let it sit there," Bruce commanded. Clint nodded lightly before he calmed. After a minute, the archer looked up, his eyes were still green but when Bruce smiled, everyone assumed that was a good sign. Slowly, Bruce let go of the archer and backed away. Arrow pulled at Tony's grip until finally the genius let go. Knowing he was in Thor's body, Tony hadn't wanted to hurt the pup so he had had a very lax grip. The dog stopped moving once he was a foot away from Clint. Almost as if he could still sense Hulk was close by but wanted to be there for his master.

"God, you sound like a freaking Jedi or something," Clint joked when it was over. Bruce laughed, Tony chuckled, while Natasha smiled. Steve and Thor traded a look as neither understood the joke. Clint glanced back down at the floor as he continued to focus on accepting the anger and rage.

"That's kind of what gave me the idea," Bruce retorted. Clint looked up at Bruce, his eyes were blood shot and still had a green tinge to them. In fact, the poor guy looked like he was suffering from some sort of massive migraine. Nothing like how Bruce looked on a daily basis. Bruce frowned, half wondering if Hulk was fighting the archer more because the big guy could tell something was wrong.

"Is he always like this?" Clint moaned. Bruce nodded, understanding right away what the archer meant. Though the doctor couldn't tell if Hulk was fighting harder than normal or not. Not that any of it made a difference, Hulk always fought. "How can you stand this?"

"I did try to kill myself," Bruce gently answered. The others winced at the memory of when he had first admitted that. Clint gave him a curious look. Out of everyone, he hadn't been there when Bruce first admitted this. Bruce sighed. "I got down… So I tried to eat a bullet. Hulk spit it out."

"I'm… I'm sorry," Clint whispered. Bruce smiled and patted the archer on his shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. I've handled it a lot better lately then I did back then," Bruce replied. Clint smiled lightly, the green in his eyes diminishing to just beyond the brown; a look that Bruce had gotten very used to seeing in the mirror. It was a sign that Hulk had backed down and that Clint was safe. Apparently their words must have reached the green guy. Smiling, Bruce held a hand out to Clint. Clint looked down at it before hesitantly taking it. Gently, Bruce pulled the archer to his feet. Arrow moved even closer, nudging Bruce's body's leg. Clint glanced down before petting the dog and looking back up at the doctor. To the pup, that meant that this was his true master and not the one that smelt like his master.

"No offense Bruce, but can we figure out how to fix this?" Clint groaned once he was steady. Bruce smiled, showing that he took no offense to Clint's statement. Out of everyone, he had the most to gain in this situation. But Bruce had never wished Hulk on anyone, no matter how much peace it may give him.

"First we need to figure out how this happened," Natasha stated. Everyone glanced at Tony. He frowned.

"I said I didn't do it!" Tony declared. Natasha rolled her eyes, Tony grimaced. "That looks so wrong."

"What?" Natasha asked.

"You rolling my eyes," Tony mentioned. Natasha sighed.

"Just try and figure out what happened, and see if anyone outside of us has been affected," Natasha demanded. Tony raised his eyebrows in surprise. Nobody had even thought that other people might have been affected. It was one thing that Nick Fury had argued when Tony had first gone on about inviting all the other Avengers into his tower. Fury had mentioned that if someone went to attack the Avengers, the employees who worked in Stark Tower would all be affected as well. Tony had said that it was ridiculous but as he looked down at Thor's body, the genius began to rethink that whole idea.

"J! Can you check on all other members in the tower? Is anyone else affected by…. Whatever this is?" Tony called up to the ceiling. There was a long pause. One that made everyone wonder if the AI was even operational.

"Sir, I have been following this situation since I had a power surge last night around midnight. The only residents in the tower at the time were the members of the Avengers. That being said, only the members of the Avengers had been affected," JARVIS intoned.

"Wait, so you can tell that things are different?" Tony asked, shocked.

"Since Dr. Banner moved into the tower, I have been monitoring every resident's vitals, personalities and other such details. Through that, I have been able to spot your changes even before any of you were aware of it," JARVIS mentioned. Tony looked to Bruce, surprised that the AI had not only followed Bruce's orders but that the AI could pin point each Avenger because of minute details in each of them.

"So, can you tell what did this to us?" Bruce questioned.

"I cannot, Dr. Banner. My feeds were knocked out because of the power surge and came back online after you all had switched," JARVIS answered. "By the way, Ms. Potts has asked me to tell Sir that she is on her way to the tower and will be here…. Well, in less than five minutes."

"It took you this long to mention that?" Tony demanded before spinning on his heel and taking off upstairs. The others stood in place for a moment longer before Bruce looked to Natasha.

"Think he'll realize that he looks like Thor currently?" Natasha groaned and shook her head before slowly following after the genius.

"Tony!" she called. Tony either didn't hear or didn't care because he just continued on his way. The others slowly began to follow after them.


"I'm telling you, Pep will totally know it's me," Tony argued, crossing his arms over his chest in indignation. Clint snorted, relaxing back in the huge arm chair that Thor normally sat in when they convened in the living room. Arrow was on the floor next to him but was still curiously watching Thor. Everyone agreed that it looked odd seeing Bruce's body relaxing like Clint normally would but no one wanted to stop each other from acting like themselves. In fact, no one was really sure what to do at the moment. They had no idea if they wanted to keep the switch a secret or if they wanted to let the world know and try and hide away until it was fixed.

"I'm telling you, she won't. It's really hard to notice any changes Tony," Natasha snapped back, leaning against the kitchen island, trying to find the best way to relax with the Arc Reactor in her chest now. Steve was sitting stiffly in one of the island chairs in front of her, trying not to touch a single part of his body right now. His face was almost turning pink as he tried to get comfortable. Natasha rolled her eyes at the soldier. "You had to have seen some part of me by now, Steve. I know I was in pajamas last night."

"Ooh, Cap got owned," Clint crooned as Steve blush deepened, an odd look on Natasha's normally reserved body. Tony froze at the sight.

"Wow. I didn't know that body could blush," Tony joked. Clint started laughing while Bruce placed a hand over his mouth to stop a laugh from escaping. Steve looked to the ground, trying not to smile. Natasha glared at the genius while Thor glanced over everyone. Arrow barked happily; glad that everyone seemed fine and well even with what the dog could sense was wrong.

"I do not understand. I thought such thing was a natural reaction to embarrassment," Thor called. Clint started cracking up even more before groaning and grabbing his head. Everyone paused in their merriment to watch him.

"Oh god, I'm gonna have to leave before Hulk comes out again," he mumbled. Bruce shifted to stand closer to the archer. Arrow licked the archer's hand in an effort to calm his supposed master. Thankfully it seemed to help as the green glow from behind Clint's lids faded away.

"Blood pressure is what makes him come out. Anything that makes you raise your blood pressure. You have to keep that at a steady level," Bruce encouraged. Clint snorted and gave the doc a sidelong glance.

"Have you learned nothing about living with me, man?" the archer muttered.

"Hey, you can't keep Hulk contained, you go down to Hulk's play room while Pep's in building, got it?" Tony ordered, pointing a finger at the archer. Clint narrowed his gaze on the genius, his eyes flashing green. But Tony wasn't perturbed.

"Don't order me around," he snarled, his voice going deeper. Tony paled slightly before glancing down at himself. Clint shook his head, trying to get control. Arrow surged to his feet, growling at the genius. The pup could tell that Tony was the one inciting this recent outburst and if biting him stopped it, then that's what Arrow would do. All to protect his master.

"Wait, I'm in Thor right now. I can handle the big guy. Bring it," Tony challenged, turning to face Clint head on. Clint looked up at Tony as Steve stood up and got in between the two. Even Arrow backed down at the Captain's presence. Having been around the Avengers since Christmas, Arrow had gotten used to what everyone felt like, not just Clint. It was almost like he was service dog for all of them.

"Whoa you guys, settle down. We don't want to fight right now," Steve warned. Natasha snorted.

"Steve, you aren't in the best body to try and stop them," she pointed out. Steve frowned, looking down at his feminine form before sighing.

"I'm still the captain and I'm asking you both to stand down," Steve told them. Clint groaned once again before shifting in the seat to get in a more normal position. Bruce kneeled on the ground in front of him.

"Remember what I said. Let him see from your eyes. Let him go. Don't fight him," Bruce reminded. Clint nodded and opened his eyes but didn't look up from the ground. Huffing, Clint kept control over Hulk but everyone could tell it was just barely. Tony snorted.

"I could so take you," he muttered before turning to face the elevator once more. Clint groaned and leaned back in the chair again as he tried to relax after once again dealing with fighting back the Hulk. He looked paler than before. Natasha frowned before remembering something Bruce had once said. Hulk ate up calories. A lot of calories. Maybe even fighting off Hulk ate up calories and seeing as Clint wasn't as used to it as Bruce, he was showing it more. Slowly, she turned to get some food for the archer. Arrow slowly followed, believing that he was actually going to get fed breakfast. Everyone had forgotten about that so far.

"Tony, we really don't want to encourage fighting right now," Bruce pressed, checking over Clint. The archer waved the doctor off. Bruce frowned before realizing he was in Steve's body, his gentle gyrations might not be as gentle as he thought. "Sorry, was I being too hard?"

"A little. Felt good though. The muscles were a bit sore," Clint moaned. Bruce chuckled lightly before going back at it, being more mindful of the amount of pressure he was using. Steve meandered over, standing at Clint's head and leaning down. Clint smiled when the captain leaned down though. "Might want to watch how you stand there, Cap."

"Hmm?" the soldier hummed before realizing that Clint could see down his shirt. Outraged, Steve backed up and clasped the top of his shirt before realizing where he was grabbing and let go, glancing at Natasha as she walked over with a tray of food for the archer. Natasha snorted and shook her head.

"Hey, I'm okay with whatever you have to do at this point, Steve. Better you, than Tony," she mentioned. Steve blushed again.

"Whatever he has to do?" Tony chorused, glancing back at them before understanding what Natasha meant. His eyes then trailed over his own body. Natasha paused in his gazing as Clint reached up to grab some of the food off the tray. "Ugh... You're gonna see me naked now..."

"Not like I haven't seen it before," she commented. Tony frowned.

"When?" he asked.

"When I was your assistant," she reminded as Clint spit out the food he grabbed.

"Ugh, what the hell was that!" he cried. She frowned and looked at him. Her conversation with Tony lost as everyone wondered what Clint's problem was.

"Your specially imported Brazilian sausage*," Natasha replied, curious. Clint was the only one in the entire tower that liked the crap. He had gotten some once on a mission and had gotten addicted to it. Coulson used to specially order it for him whenever they were on base together and once Clint moved into the Towers, the archer made JARVIS order it. Clint frowned and sat up.

"Seriously? That tasted like ass," Clint mentioned. Everyone frowned at that. What was going on?

"Pretty much how we all feel," Tony joked. Clint frowned.

"I've never felt that way though. I've always liked that," Clint said. Tony shrugged as Thor slowly walked over, sniffing the air. Almost as if fearing he'd be yelled at, he slowly and carefully grabbed a separate sausage and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"Well?" she prodded the thunderer. Thor smiled.

"Tis much better now that I have tried a second time," Thor declared before reaching for the remaining sausages on the plate. Natasha glanced at Bruce. He was frowning.

"Maybe we come with the bodies' preferences?" he suggested. Clint groaned and fell back into the chair.

"Great! Now I have to make tea every damned day!" he complained. Natasha snorted before gently hitting the archer in the arm. Clint chuckled lightly as he rubbed the spot she hit.

"Be careful doing that," Bruce warned, reminding Natasha of the limited amount of control that Clint had over Hulk. Natasha nodded as finally the elevator doors dinged, meaning that Pepper had officially arrived. Tony moved to stand at the end of the hall, blocking the view of most of the other Avengers. Clint relaxed back in the seat again. Natasha snorted, leaning against the chair. Bruce crossed his arms over his chest, wondering how Pepper was going to take this. Steve sat down on the chair he had vacated earlier to break up the impending fight between Tony and Clint. Thor stole the tray of food that Natasha had abandoned and meandered over toward the back of the couch to rest against it and enjoy the treat.

The doors opened and Pepper stepped out. She didn't even glance up to see the gathering before her. Instead, she apparently assumed that Tony was still in the lab waiting for her to call him again, so she started walking down the hall, reading papers in her hands. Tony opened his arms wide, waiting for a hug and kiss from his still rather pregnant girlfriend. She was only a few months off from delivery.

"Peps!" he called. The voice and name made her stop and look up at the gathering in surprise.

"Thor? Is something wrong?" she asked, confused as to why the thunderer would call her by the nickname that her boyfriend would call her by. Tony (as Thor) frowned deeply. Natasha (as Tony) chuckled.

"Peps, it's me," Tony tried again. Pepper frowned, looking even more confused by the second. She glanced over the assembled Avengers before some sort of understanding dawned over her. Her eyes focused on Natasha (as Tony).

"Oh, okay. I get it Tony. Ha ha, very funny. Trying to skip out on another important meeting. Well it isn't going to work," Pepper declared. Tony (as Thor) sighed and dropped his arms finally. Steve (as Natasha) stood from his seat and shook his head.

"I'm sorry Ms. Potts. But this isn't a joke. That is Tony," Steve reassured. Pepper stared at the solider for a moment before looking over at Bruce (as Steve). Then she looked back at Steve.

"Yeah. Very thorough. But, we're very late. So, Tony, if you could," Pepper pleaded once again. Natasha shook her head.

"Pepper, I'm Natasha. Tony is in front of you," Natasha pressed. Pepper glanced over the group as a whole. There were subtle hints of the change. Natasha's body had a more commanding air about it, similar to the air that Steve normally gave off. Bruce's body was relaxed across the couch in a way that only Clint found comfortable. Steve stood over the doctor's body looking worried and watching for any signs of discomfort like Bruce normally did. Tony's body was sitting on the arm rest of the chair that Bruce's body was relaxed in. He had his legs cross like Natasha. Clint's body was standing off to the side, scarfing his favorite food down with a manner that only Thor could provide. And Thor...

"JARVIS," she cried, alarmed at the idea. "Is Tony pulling a prank on me?"

"I am sorry to inform you but no. Sir has not informed me of such notions. Biometric scans and brain waves prove that each person has indeed currently switched bodies," JARVIS intoned. Pepper blinked once. Then twice. Then three times before looking everyone over again. Slowly she pointed to everyone. She started with Steve first.

"Captain Steven Rogers," Steve (as Natasha) said. Pepper moved onto Steve's body.

"Doctor Robert Bruce Banner," Bruce (as Steve) replied. Pepper nodded before pointing down to his relaxing body. Clint waved.

"Clinton Francis Barton-Stark," Clint (as Bruce) dubbed himself. Pepper smiled lightly remembering last Christmas were Tony and she basically adopted the archer. Even though it wasn't ever made official, Clint still loved to call himself Barton-Stark. Actually, it pleased all of them that he liked doing that so no one requested that he stop. Slowly Pepper's finger traveled to the archer's body.

"I am Thor, son of Odin, wielder of Mjolnir and god of thunder," Thor (as Clint) enlisted. Pepper sighed before moving onto Thor's body.

"Anthony Edward Stark," Tony (as Thor) claimed. Pepper gave a light gasp before finally pointing to Tony's body even though she knew it left only one member.

"Natasha Romanoff," Natasha (as Tony) finished. Pepper nodded once before pursing her lips turning around and walking off. Once she was in the elevator and the doors closed, Tony looked back at them all.

"Well, that went better than-" he started but was stopped when Pepper's scream echoed down the hall.


5197 words. This is going to be a very fun story. Sorry this took so long to post... The site was being mean as some of you may know from my previous story.

To those of you who are new to this story, as mentioned earlier in the chapter, please make sure to read my story After Training, Everything Goes Wrong. ATEGW is posted on an old account named Barton-Lover. This story (CIW) is a direct sequel to that one and you will not understand many references to the other story. To those of you following directly into this, WELCOME BACK! Hope you all like this story!

*Brazilian sausage - I was honestly trying to find a food that not many people like that I've never heard of but research doesn't work well for me. So, I came up with this idea. If you like this, I've never tried it or even seen what it looks like. I just used it, please don't be mad.

Thank you all and I'll see you soon for the next chapter!

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