This is an idea me and my friend Rubyphoenix13 thought up. We don't own the Avengers, or anything you might recognise.
This is our first Avengers fanfic, so if we need to change anything please say so. Please comment/follow. Thanks!
The Avengers sat in the living room watching 'The Hunger Games'. Every time Katniss shot an arrow at something Tony would raise an eyebrow at Clint.
Out-side on the landing the lift doors opened smoothly, but no one stepped out, as they closed again a muffled laugh came from the kitchen.
Back with the Avengers, and Tony was laying on the floor with Clint standing over him.
'You call me Katniss, once more and I swear I'll shoot you!'
'Pepper! Pepper! Help me!' Tony yelled.
'You want pepper? Here, have pepper!' Clint screamed and threw a handful of pepper into Tony's face.
'Noooooo!' MBVUDkgndvflsdn!' The genius spluttered through a mouthful of the peppery condiment.
'Clint…' Natasha said soothingly, grabbing his shoulder and throwing him onto the large armchair. She then sat, with her back resting against the arm, and her legs over his lap. She did this partly to be close to him, and partly to stop him killing Tony.
Pepper walked into the room holding what looked to have once been a toaster. It was now a mangled, melted pile of metal, with sad piece of toast sticking out of the end.
'Who did this?' She asked raising one eyebrow. 'Thor, was it you?' she said turning the 'toaster' around to show a Mjolnir shaped hole in the other side.
'I am most sorry, Lady Pepper. The electrical appliance refused to release the sustenance which I gave it.' Thor boomed.
'Indoor voice Thor,' Steve reminded him from his armchair. Steve got up to assist Pepper, at the same time as Thor stretched out his legs to make himself comftable. Steve tripped over, and flew through the air into Pepper and landed on top of her.
Tony started coughing and rudely gesturing at the star spangled man, who was now entangled with his girlfriend. On screen Katniss shot an arrow and Clint tried to leap up to hit Tony. Natasha turned around and pinned him to a chair, one hand on each shoulder. Thor hid behind the sofa to avoid being blamed. And Bruce was sitting in the middle of the floor, frothing at the mouth.
This was the scene Agent Maria Hill walked in on.
Just an average day for the Avengers.
Hill briefly wondered why Bruce was frothing, then shook her head. She probably didn't want to know.
'Agent Hill! This is not what it looks like!' Steve protested whilst helping pepper to her feet.
'Um… What does it look like?' Maria questioned.
'I was going to assist Miss Potts, when I fell over Thor'
Maria looked puzzled, 'I can see that,'
'Yeah, um, right, okay.' Said Steve rapidly turning red and walking into the kitchen taking the deceased toaster with him.
'What just happened?' Tony asked the world in general.
'I'm not really sure…' Hill replied.
'HAWKWARD!' Clint yelled from under his partner.
'Whilst you are here, would you like to join us for dinner?' Pepper asked politely.
'Yes, thanks. What are you having?' She quizzed.
'Shwama!' Tony said enthusiastically, and danced into the kitchen.
The rest of the room groaned.
If you looked under the Avengers' table it would tell you a lot about them.
But one ever had.
No one ever tried
until now.
Thank you for reading. Please leave a comment and tell us what you thought.
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Maximum and Rubypheonix13
