Tony awoke one morning, bright and early in his bed in the Avengers mansion when he had a shocking realization. Today was Steve's first birthday after waking up from being frozen in the ice for 70 years. Tony had been thinking about this day for a long time. He had decided that this birthday would make up for all the ones that Steve had missed.

"Jarvis, wake everybody up and have them meet in the garage in ten. Tell them it's important."

"Right away, sir."

Tony got up and got dressed for the day. He ate a slice of toast and drank some orange juice on the way down to the garage, where the Avengers had assembled, each of them in their uniforms.

"I thought we were suiting up? Jarvis said it was important." Clint was holding his bow and a sheath loaded with arrows.

"It is. Now get in the van, we've got somewhere to be." Tony put one of the suitcase forms of his armor in the back of the van before climbing into the driver's seat. After driving for nearly half an hour, the team grew restless.

"Are we there yet?" asked Natasha.

"Actually, we are." Tony turned into the Chuck E. Cheese parking lot. "It's Steve's birthday, and we're having a party! I made reservations and everything!" He pulled his armor out of the trunk and put it on. Wearily, the team followed him inside.

"What is this place? It smells of cheese and body odor," said Thor.

Tony handed out cups with game tokens in them. "You put the tokens in the machines and then you play games. If you're good, it'll give you tickets to win prizes." The Avengers spread out around the arcade. Steve stopped and tried to play an arm wrestling machine. Once he inserted the token, he beat it almost instantly. Disappointed, he took the tickets. After that, he went over to find Thor, who was attempting to play Whack-A-Mole with Mjonir. He hit all of the moles, but he also smashed the machine. Instead of spitting out tickets, it began to smoke.

"This game is blasphemy! It is not a test of wit nor strength, it merely disintegrated upon my touch!"

Steve was watching Thor kick the machine repetitively when a little boy attached himself to his leg. "Captain America is my favorite! I want to be just like him when I grow up! I'm Timmy." The little boy stepped back. Little Timmy's Mother appeared, holding a camera phone.

"Very realistic costume. Suppose you don't get enough credit. Can he get a picture?" she said, chomping on her gum. Without time for Steve's response, the little boy was posed next to him, smiling. The Mother snapped the picture. "Good one. Time to go, Timmy."

Steve tried to evade the attention of the other kids, who were beginning to stare. He found Clint and Natasha playing Dance Dance Revolution. Natasha was adding in extra flips and kicks, demonstrating her flexibility with skill and experience, while Clint was only quick on his feet. He was losing miserably.

Meanwhile, Tony and Bruce were playing skeet ball.

"Tony, using Jarvis to calculate your aim is considered cheating," Said Bruce, who had a score of 200, several thousand behind Tony's.

"I am not cheating, simply taking advantage of available resources," he said. He rolled another perfect ball. Bruce's fists clenched in frustration. He threw another ball but missed completely. He stopped and was taking deep breaths.

"What are you going to do, Bruce? Lose it over a game of skee ball?" taunted Tony.

"I just need a moment!" insisted Bruce. Clint and Natasha could be heard screaming in the background, fighting about who had a better shot at laser tag while Steve frantically tried to intervene. Tony kept rolling perfect shots at the skee ball machine. Thor was repetitively using the Hammer Strength Test game. He'd hit it so hard that the bell had flown off the top. He was demanding another challenge.

… and that was how the Avengers were banned from Chuck E. Cheese.