Author's Note: Hi I'm Mssr. Nap! I got the idea from a prompt made by Foxxen in The Avengers Fanfiction Prompts Forum here at . I am also Posting this on AO3.
Disclaimer: I Don't Own Avengers.
"Hey" -normal speaking
huh -thoughts
Prologue
~General POV~
Director Fury was done with Stark's pestering. He didn't care that Tony was bored and the Helicarrier was even more boring. He just wanted Stark to shut up and stop poking him. Fury only briefly wonders where Stark got the wooden stick. At least Stark wasn't destroying anything.
It's only been a month since the Avenger's fought Loki. They have been waiting for repairs for the newly renamed Avenger's Tower (formerly known as Stark Tower). So everyone has been stuck inside the Helicarrier for awhile now. Everyone, especially Stark was extremely stir crazy.
"Stark If you're so goddamn bored, why don't you Asgardian-proof Break Room 3? That will at least give you something to do." said Fury rubbing his temples. He felt a migraine coming on.
Break Room 3 was the only decent sized room that wasn't reinforced for the Norse god's idiocy. Thor broke everything including the simplest of gadgets. At least if Stark was going to do something, it would be useful.
"The one on the second floor by center lab?" asked Tony vaguely interested.
"Yes." Fury replied relieved that Stark was taking the bait.
"OK. I'm On it!" Smirked Tony. As he strutted out the door.
Why do I feel like something is about to happen. Fury rubbed his temples yet again, this time he also prayed.
Author's Note: Thus begins the epic tale of Agent Galaga and Tony Stark.