*Again it was later. Warnings: Spelling errors are possible, weird happenings, and Tony seductiveness! Please review, favorite, follow, or whatever.*

"Maybe I can shoot it with an arrow?" Clint suggests. Tony begins mixing the batter seductively.

"Maybe you can hug me," Tony demands. Natasha and Clint slowly turn to stare at Tony. He smiles and winks in response.

"What did you say?" Hawkeye questions. Tony frowns, turning his gaze to the batter again. Tony thinks to himself, this is why I don't hang out with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. S.H.I.E.L.D. must stand for Sedatives Hide In Elephant Limbs, Duh. Yep, that makes total sense.

"Nothing," Tony growls. Natasha flips over and stares at the Easy-Bake-Oven. Thor lays on the terrace next to Bruce, looking at the smog covered skies. They point out different shapes they claim to be floating up there.

"I can trick it into thinking I am in it-" Natasha begins. Tony snorts. She glares at him. He sets the batter down roughly. Loud enough for Brucers and Thor to hear the ruckus and come inside.

"I can laugh in my own house, you stupid bitch," Tony says. Natasha tilts her head at him. Tony gasps. "Sorry, I meant hot whore. Sexy slut. Stunning Skank. Er, Justice of Jesus. Ah, I am sorry." Tony wails this as he runs down the hall.

"I feel like we are missing someone," Clint says.

"That hot guy!" Natasha cries out. Clint twitches as if he is agitated.

"You mean Steve?" Brucers asks.

"We can probably get Tony to-" Thor begins. Tony storms back in, eyes fuming with rage. He kicks the couch.

"I knew you guys were talking behind my back! I knew it!" he yells.

"We weren't," Brucers promises. Tony looks at him with puppy dog eyes.

"I expected more from you Brucers," Tony tells him.

"Don't call me Brucers!" he growls. The arguing went on. (This is not included because there is nudity and rude comments such as claiming "The Easy-Bake Oven is better then you" or "Silence is better than listening to the alpaca sounds your mother makes when she is talking". Then it goes on to, "My mom is dead". ) Clint finally calls off the silence.

"I have one question I have no idea how I got here," Clint says. Everyone gasps in disbelief. Then slowly they all turn to Natasha. Her eyes are wide and she hesitates before beginning to speak. Her body becomes still as stone.

"Me neither." They all stumble around in surprise. Suddenly all the doors open and Loki flies in with a terrible cackling noise.

"HAHAHHAHAHA, MY PEASANT, HUMAN, SLAVE, BITCHES! I AM HERE TO TAKE YOUR COOKIES," Loki bellows, making it echo through ought the halls. Everyone stops running into walls. Tony walks over to him.

"You listen here. The Easy-Bake Oven is not working," Tony explains. Loki becomes teary eyed and frowny faced.

"But I want my cookie-" Loki starts. Tony puts a finger to his lips.

"Sh, we will figure it out. We will," Tony promises. For Loki, he would get this Easy-Bake Oven to work. Then once the beautiful ding sounded and the smell of cookies filled the air, Tony would tell everyone to get the hell out of his house before he called the cops. This seems like a dream come true.