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So this is the start of an idea I had: A series of one-shots with the Avengers based on proverbs from the book of Proverbs in the Bible. So here's the first one:


If a man loudly blesses his neighbor early in the morning,

it will be taken as a curse.

Proverbs 27:14


"Good morning, my friends!" boomed Thor's voice through Avenger's tower. "I trust you all had a good rest!"

Tony Stark groaned as he rolled over. "JARVIS, what time is it?" he asked sleepily.

"It is six thirty-one a.m., sir," came the swift rejoinder.

Tony groaned once more and rolled over, pulling his pillow over his head.

They had been out very late last night, and today was a rest and recovery day. They were not supposed to be getting up at six thirty in the morning!


Bruce squinted sleepily at his bedside clock when he heard the ruckus, then fumbled around for his ear plugs. Putting them in, he quickly fell back to sleep.


"My friends! Is no one yet out of their beds? It is a glorious morning!"

Natasha narrowed her eyes at the voice which was sounding from just outside her bedroom door. She had been instantly awake and alert when she heard it, and now she knew that there was no emergency, she was slightly annoyed.

Silently opening the door, she took careful aim and flung her pillow at the Norse god, striking him full in the face.

"Go back to bed, Thor," she remarked cooly, as she closed the door and proceeded to take her own advice.


Far from being discouraged in his quest by Natasha's attack, Thor continued his rounds. When he reached Steve's room, the super-soldier opened the door, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh, hi, Thor. I wasn't going to get up for another…hour," he stated with a yawn. "But since I'm up, I may as well go out for my run."

Thor nodded. "I am glad one of the team has come to their senses. Everyone else appears to be either unusually aggressive or unresponsive this morning."

Steve scratched the back of his neck. "About that… you might want to let the rest of the team rest until they want to get up. Midgardians need somewhat more sleep than Asgardians do."

"Ah, I had forgotten that, friend. Thank you for reminding me. I shall attempt to leave them to sleep in peace."

Steve smiled. "You're welcome. But if you want people to get up more easily, you could start the coffeemaker. I think that might coax some of them out of bed."


Clint had slept through it all—well, naturally, since he didn't keep his hearing aids in when he was asleep. So when the smell of coffee wafting through the tower woke him, he stumbled bleary-eyed into the kitchen and was shocked by the sight awaiting him there. Thinking he must be dreaming or hallucinating, he rubbed his eyes and pinched himself, but the sight remained before his eyes, so therefore it must be real.

Thor had started the coffeemaker quite adeptly and was toasting pop-tarts for his breakfast. Clint still could hardly believe his eyes.

"You can run the coffeemaker?" he asked incredulously.

Thor chuckled. "Of course I can! Do you think we have no technology on Asgard?" He looked at the coffeemaker. "It is true, we do not have this marvelous machine, but I have watched all of you run it, and it was not hard to fathom."

Clint nodded. "I guess that makes sense. Does anyone else know that you can run it?"

Thor grinned. "Nay, and I would that it stays that way. It is entertaining for everyone to believe that I am ignorant."

Snickering, Clint took a pop-tart. "Hey, I'll help you keep up the pretense. I wonder how long it will take everyone to figure out."


Please review and tell me what you think! Should I continue? Should I classify this story as Avengers-Bible crossover, or just leave it Avengers? Thor will make you coffee if you review!