Okay, so no, I have not given up on "The Pain of Summer Heat". The last chapter is still being typed. I just thought of this though, and decided to attempt to write it out. Its a little OCC (okay, so maybe alot. -_-), but it will have to do~

This fic will hold chapters of different things that goes on with the Avengers. It will be updated either when people give me ideas or they come to me. :p

On another note, any of y'all hear that on August 7th YouTube will release a new "Thor The Dark World" clip (or trailer...not to sure what it is. O.o)

Oh! And if y'all would be so kind as to let me know what you thought of this chapter, that would be great! :D Any ideas ya have for a new one would also be loved too~~


Steve found himself wandering aimlessly through the halls and rooms of Tony's tower, bored out of his mind. In fact, he was a little ashamed to admit he had wished a few times already that there would be an attack on the city, he was that bored.

And for some reason it seemed like everyone was off doing their own thing today.

Tony and Bruce was in Bruce's lab working on who knows what, and he did not care to find out. Last time he stumbled in there he had to sit through a two-hour lecture in which no one gained anything but a headache and aggravation towards each other. No way he was going through that again.

Earlier, when Steve had decided to try to go let off some boredom in the training room that Tony had built, he was surprised to see that Clint and Natasha was already in there. He had no problems working out with other people, but after a couple of seconds of watching the two assassins go at each other in a rather intimate way of fighting he felt rather awkward being in there. So he quickly left.

Loki was nowhere to be seen, and Steve had already been through many of the floors Tony had in his tower. The god had remarked some time ago that he did not have the skill of teleportation, but Steve could not help the doubt that crept into his mind. Loki had a talent of just up and disappearing and appearing when no one was looking.

Steve realized that he had not run into Thor yet. "That's weird," he thought as he decided to change his course to the main living room and maybe get something to eat. Usually Thor's booming voice filled the halls and could be heard throughout the tower. "Wonder what he is up to." His question was answered as he entered the living area and found the thunder-god on one of Tony's couches, surrounded by what looked like playing cards. "Ummm, hey Thor," he said, waving his hand in greeting as he tried in vain to figure out what the god was doing.

"Hello Captain," answered Thor, but his attention was held by a card that he was holding. Steve frowned, and walked over.

"What do you have there?"

Thor bent slightly over picked up a torn, crumpled box that had been tossed under the table. "It is called "Yu-No". It looks to be a game, but it is complicated to understand. Have you played it before?" Steve took the box from Thor's hands and tried to see past the destruction.

"You are right to assume that it is a game, Thor, because that is what it is. But, I have never played this game. It was not made in the time I came from." He handed the box back to Thor. At that moment Clint and Natasha walked in, looking a little winded and flushed from their workout.

"Hey guys, what's up?" asked Clint, who made his way over beside Steve. He saw the cards littering the floor, table and couches. "Uhhh, did you lose a fight with a bunch of cards?" Natasha sat on a couch opposite of Thor, eyebrow slightly raised at the scene before her.

"Nay, Son of Barton. When I was attempting to open this box to see the contents it ripped," answered Thor, who showed the same box to Clint that Steve had just handed over. Clint's eyes slightly grew in size.

"Dude, ripped is an understatement. That box is beyond hope of repair," he said, taking the box from Thor and attempting to push the ripped ends back together.

"Nothing can best me!" stated Thor, looking slightly proud, a ghost of a smile gracing his face.

"Yeah, cardboard is such a tough opponent," laughed Clint, throwing the box at Thor, grinning when it bounded off Thor's head. Thor shot him a glare, a glint glowing in his eyes and smile becoming more challenging.

"It proved to hold more of a challenge than you when we spar," Thor replied back, and laughed loudly when Clint crossed his arms and puffed his cheeks, looking offended.

"So Thor, why do you have this game out anyways," asked Natasha

'Lady Jane gave it to me when I visited her yesterday. She said that it would be lots of fun to play with all of you. But, I have yet to see how this is 'lots of fun'," he said, scowling at the mess around him.

"He doesn't know how to play the game and I have never even heard of it. Do you guys know how to play?" Steve asked, looking from Clint to Natasha. Clint looked at the box, then shook his head.

"Nope, no clue. How bout you Nat?" Clint showed her the box.

"My area of ability in games lie in Chess. Chess, checkers and the occasional Battleship. I have no clue how to play this game." Natasha said, waving off the baffled stare the Steve was giving the two assassins. Just then a muffled explosion could be felt through the tower. Natasha and Thor jumped up, and all four of them looked as if they were about to go on the assault before Jarvis' voice came on.

"Tony has asked me to inform you that there is no need for alarm. He said, in his words, that there was a 'little mishap' in the lab."

Everyone visibly relaxed.

"Of course it would be Stark's fault," came a voice, seemingly out of nowhere.

Steve and Clint jumped, then immediately tried to cover it up by awkwardly rubbing at their necks and finding random objects suddenly interesting. Natasha tensed ever so slightly, but unless you had sharp vision you missed it. Thor just laughed. "Brother! How do you fare on this fine day?"

"Quite well," replied Loki, not even trying to hide his smirk at the other's reactions. He moved swiftly from the middle of the room and sat on the last empty couch. "I see you have caused yet another mess, Thor. Are you truly that incompetent?" He remarked, eyes roaming over the cards, falling on the ripped box that Natasha had discarded on the table. Thor was about to argue back, but Clint cut him off

"OH! I GOT IT!" he yelled. Everyone turned towards him as he wore a triumphant grin. "It should have come with instructions. Let's just read them."

Thor winced. "Lady Jane said that it...it is a rather easy game to play...that she had lost the instructions some time back...but that someone here should know how to play it." The room grew into a collective silence, no one knowing how to respond to the fact that none of them knew how to play the 'rather easy' game. Suddenly the elevator dinged open, and a ruffled Tony and Bruce stumbled through the doors. Their clothes were singed and hair was a mess. Black smears littered their faces and clothes, and their was some sort of goo stuck to them.

"Yeah, never try to see what happens to silly putty when placed in a batch of unstable chemicals," grumbled Bruce, throwing Tony a furious glare.

"Hey, Mr. Grumpy Gus, I said I would replace anything that got destroyed," retorted Tony, walking over to the bar.

"That's the thing Tony, everything got destroyed!"

"Well, like I knew that such a childish play toy could be so destructive. They should have some sort of warning on that stuff. So technically, not my fault."

"I clearly warned you what would happen, and you politely looked at me, smiled, and did it anyways," growled Bruce.

"Oh, details details. Look at the bright side, you get shiny new toys," said Tony, waving a hand in Bruce's general direction as he used the other to poor him some scotch.

Steve could see that Tony's flippant attitude was poking at all the wrong buttons on Bruce, so he quickly interjected. "Hey, Bruce, Tony, any of you ever played this game?"

Bruce tore his gaze from Tony as threw a glance towards the group sitting by the couches, eyes falling on the box Steve was pointing to. Walking over, he peered closer. "Hmmmm, well, that's Uno. I played it once or twice before. Why?"

"Finally!" yelled Clint, jumping and fist bumping the air. Bruce threw him a quizzical look, but when Clint stayed off in his own little world he looked to the rest of the group for an answer. Natasha sighed, looking at Bruce.

"No one knew how to play this game." By then Tony had made his way over to the group and was standing by Steve, drinking from a glass. "Do you, Tony?"

"Nah, never played any card or board games before. Just was not my thing" he said, slightly swishing his drink in his cup. Clint looked at him as if he had grown a second head. "Not your thing? Well, now it is! I vote we all play!" he said, throwing his hand up in the air, emphasizing his words.

"I have nothing better to do, since my lab was destroyed," said Bruce, giving Tony another glare.

"Wallowing in the past is not good for you, Bruce-y," quipped Tony, sticking out his tongue. "But hey, count me in too."

"I shall conquer this 'Yu-No' along side my brother!" boomed Thor, grabbing Loki in a one-armed embrace and raising his other hand in a show of power.

"Thor, you big oaf, let go of me!" snarled Loki, but Thor only held on tighter.

"I will play," joined Natasha, who started to gather the cards.

Steve looked at the group, then at the game. A smile grew on his face. At least he would not be bored anymore. "I'm game."


Natasha grinned evilly as she eyed her cards. Glancing at the color in play, she threw down a +2.

"I want to sit next to someone else!" whined Clint, pointing at the spot occupied by Natasha. "That is the millionth time she has done that to me!"

"Oh, shut up Barton and take your cards," snapped Loki. Clint turned his furious look at Loki.

"Just because you have half the deck does not mean you have to be in a bad mood," he snapped back, and snatched two cards from the deck.

"The infuriating oaf of a buffoon seated next to me seems to find it hilarious to keep on changing the color to yellow, even though he knows I do not have it," Loki growled, giving Tony an enraged look. Tony stuck out his tongue, looking pleased, but his mood was squashed as Bruce laid down a +4.

"Hey! I know you have blue!" Tony yelled, giving Bruce a reproachful look.

"I do not. And now you have to take 6 cards," replied Bruce cooly, not shedding any remorse over the situation. "I change the color to green." Tony roughly grabbed his cards from the deck, mumbling something under his breath.

Loki frowned at his hand. So many cards, and yet none to get Thor with. Sighing, he threw down a 7.

Thor grinned and threw down a green card of his own, having only one card left, but he momentarily forgot to say Uno, and Loki caught him before he could remember.

"Uno, Thor. You forgot, for the third time now. Now you have to take 2 cards again," he said, a satisfied smile on his face. Thor's grin fell, and he pouted as he drew his two.

Deciding to play a green reverse, Steve had to fight to hold back laughter as there was a shift in the air around his teammates. Loki, Tony and Clint got an evil glint in their eyes, revenge clearly on their minds. Bruce and Natasha grew wary, and Thor's face showed he was determined to not forget Uno this time.

Who knew a card game could be so competitive?


My family loves to play Uno, and it does get extremely competitive. Ugh, and me, being the one that the god/deity/spirit/whatever in charge of luck laughs at...well...I always lose. -_- Haha, but anyways, tell me what y'all thought. Was it dumb to upload this? Did I mess something up? What other moments do you guys want to see? Review and Critique please. :p