If anyone asked Alexia why she pulled into her driveway, all seven strangers still sitting in her car, instead of dumping them at the nearest police station, she would've answered that she was slightly drunk and tired and wasn't in her right mind at the time.
Honestly, she just didn't know what else to do. These people honestly believed that they were the Avengers… plus Loki. Maybe they just need to sleep off whatever it is in their system, she thought.
So she brought them home. It's not like she didn't have the room to spare anyways. Alexia lived in a large three story house with too many rooms to count. An inheritance that had thankfully already been paid for long before she was born. Most people would have sold their souls to live in a house like that, but Alexia found it too big and too empty. No one else lived there with her, not anymore.
In silence they all piled out of the car and walked into the house, looking on in awe. They had agreed to keep quiet until Alexia was ready for them to speak. "I don't want to hear another word until I'm sufficiently drunk enough to actually believe you. If you so much as breathe too goddamned loud I'll leave you at the nearest police station." Normally they would've put up a fight, -being bossed around by a woman who was barely even five and a half feet? Please.- but everyone was drained and confused, unsure of exactly what was going on. The men cosplaying as Loki and Bruce Banner had actually fallen asleep in the car. She would never admit it, but Alexia thought it was adorable.
Alexia went immediately to the kitchen, intent on getting drunk enough to deal with this. She waved her hand dismissively, telling them to find a room they liked and to make themselves comfortable. "The third floor is off limits!" she called over her shoulder as an afterthought.
As her odd guests went to various rooms to make themselves comfortable, Alexia helped herself to a few shots of vodka. Even though she was a year away from the legal drinking age, she had people who bought her liquor, and had acquired quite the impressive stash. She searched through a number of draws before exclaiming loudly in happiness. "I knew I had a pack in here," she muttered to herself. Thankful that she had kept an ash tray in the sitting room, she made her way there with her new found cigarettes and a glass of vodka.
Everyone but the good Captain and Iron Man were already present. She hated calling them that, but she didn't know what else to refer to them as. She felt that names were just an unnecessary nicety at this point. Alexia made herself comfortable on her arm chair and lit a cigarette, sighing in relief as the familiar weight settled on her lungs. Banner just raised an eyebrow, shaking his head at the lack of proper etiquette she had in regards to having guests over. Thor and Loki simply glared at each other as if holding a silent conversation.
"Smoking will kill you, you know," a voice said from behind her. She looked over to see the Robert Downey Jr. look-a-like with an amused smile on his face. Captain America wasn't far behind him. Alexia merely raised her eyebrow with a sarcastic smirk.
"More power to it then." She waited until everyone was seated comfortably. She had let the men pick from what was left of her father and brother's clothing and Black Widow was wearing some of Alexia's own clothes. If Alexia didn't know any better she would have thought that there were seven famous actors sitting in her living room. She sighed. "I'm now officially drunk enough to mostly believe anything you have to say," she stated, taking another drag from her cigarette. Loki and Thor looked at her curiously, neither sure what it was she was smoking.
"Dollface, can I bother you for a drink before we do this?" Iron Man asked her.
Alexia waved her hand dismissively. "I left the vodka on the counter in the kitchen. Help yourself. And don't ever call me dollface again."
"Are we really asking permission from this peasant?" Loki asked snidely. "Especially from a rude one at that."
"Brother!" Thor scolded him. "She is our host and kept the law keepers from capturing us. She also gave us the clothes on our backs. Be gracious she did not leave us to fend for ourselves."
"You play your characters very well," Alexia said, "but there is really no need to keep the act up." She crushed the cigarette in the ash tray. Iron Man joined them again, drink in hand. "Well, now everyone's here, so start your story."
They all looked at each other curiously, not sure where they should begin. Captain America cleared his throat. "You say we don't exist here, but you know who we are." Alexia nodded. "How?"
"And here I thought you guys were answering my questions. Whatever. I watch movies and read comics," Alexia said annoyed. The game was getting old.
"Can we see them? Please?" Banner asked her. She nodded and headed to her room upstairs, lighting another cigarette as she went. "Guys I think she's serious."
"I think she's crazy, and rude," Clint said crossing his arms. Natasha nodded.
"I wouldn't say crazy, but she seems like trouble. But at the moment we have to assume that her word is the truth and we don't exist here."
"That's because you don't," Alexia interrupted them from the doorway. She deposited a stack of comic books and DVDs on the coffee table. They all grabbed one and started flipping through the pages. "Enjoy the read. Now will you please tell me what happened? I even asked nicely this time."
Banner sighed and ran a hand through his graying hair. "Well…
"Brother, stop this nonsense at once!" Thor shouted from the ground as Loki stood on top of a large building. He scowled.
"I am not your brother Thor! I never was. And I won't stop until this puny planet is mine!"
Iron Man and Hawkeye finished destroying the rest of the creatures Loki had brought with him to do his dirty work. They were ugly and massive but they fell easily enough. Loki looked around and realizing that he was losing started moving his hands that let everyone know he was about to cast a spell.
"Hawkeye!" Captain America yelled.
"On it!" he responded as he let loose an arrow from his bow. Loki dodged the arrow but the spell was interrupted.
"You fools!" Loki yelled as the spell started malfunctioning.
…the last thing I remember is a blinding white light and then you found us," Bruce concluded. It was a short and sweet explanation but Alexia still looked unconvinced.
"So you want me to believe that you guys are actually the Avengers and not some maniacs dressed up in costume? And that Loki over here, messed up on some spell that brought you all to my universe?"
"Sounds about right," Clint answered. "Nat, who's this Bucky guy?" The color drained from Natasha's face.
"No one you need to worry about Clint."
Alexia snatched the comic from Barton's hands, ignoring his protest. "So let's say I believe you; what happens?"
Loki cleared his throat. "Well, my magic should return to me in a few days' time and then I should be able to transport us back to our world."
"Should?" Alexia asked dubiously.
"Well the spell was originally only supposed to transport my person away from the battle. But due to the interruption," he paused to glare at Clint who whistled innocently, "it transported all of us here. It will take me a little bit to figure out what exactly went wrong."
Tony made a time-out sign with his hands. "Hold up. So our only hope of going home is Loki? Our enemy? How do we know he won't just leave us here and take himself home when he gets his magic back?" There were nods of agreement from the other Avengers.
Alexia sighed. "Can we figure this out in the morning? I can't deal with anymore of this right now." She rubbed her temples. "I'm going to regret this but go make yourselves comfortable upstairs. You can spend the night here. Tomorrow you can figure the rest of this shit out." Alexia turned to leave and paused for a second. "Remember the third floor is off limits," she reminded them over her shoulder as she left. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.