A/N: I do not own anything. If I did, I'd be the one making cameos in Marvel movies instead of Stan Lee.

Charlotte from last chapter is one of several store clerks etc. who will show up throughout the story, because let's be honest, it's fun to see the Avengers interact with normal people. So, she's not that important to the story, but I hope you liked her.

Aside from Pepper and Tony, I will likely not put any solid pairings in this story. There might be a little bit of Clintasha flirting though. Shhhh…

Uncle Clint and Aunt 'Tasha Come Home

It was late in the afternoon when the elevator leading to Tony's penthouse gave a soft ding to announce the arrival of someone new. Since everyone was gathered on the couch, it wasn't entirely clear at first who would be coming up to visit. It didn't even matter, though, because Tony Stark was bored out of his mind, and the elevator gave him a reason to spring up from his inverted position on the couch and rush over to see who it was.

As the door opened, Hawkeye and Black Widow stepped casually into the room, glancing around at the mess. The remains of the Poptart that had landed on Bruce's head was scattered across the floor, the window had a Hulk-shaped hole and was letting in a warm breeze, and everyone was lying on the couch with bored expressions on their faces.

"Hey, guys! Uncle Clint and Aunt 'Tasha are here!" Tony cheered.

Loki grunted and sneered before smacking a snoozing Thor awake with a pillow. Steve stood and calmly went to greet the two SHIELD agents.

"Don't. Call me that," Natasha growled, shooting a glare at Tony. He just smiled in return.

"So, did you bring us a toy back from your trip? Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Of course, Tony wasn't expecting an answer, just annoyance. He was pleasantly surprised when Clint pulled out a package and tossed it to him. Tony blinked at the short, wide box, turning it over in his hands and then looking back up at Clint.

"What? Open it," the archer ordered, shrugging.

Like a child on Christmas, Tony tore open the packaging to reveal…

"Thanks Uncle Clint! You're my favorite!" Tony grinned, holding up a game of Monopoly. "Avengers themed Monopoly!"

Pepper had the good sense to leave the room at the word Monopoly. Loki and Thor weren't experienced enough in the horrors of Midgardian board games to know what they were in for. Everyone else was too late to escape, as Tony immediately ordered JARVIS to lock all the doors. Jumping out the broken window was always an option, but even Monopoly sounded better than that. Plus they all kind of wanted to know what their avatars would look like.

"Rule number one: nobody's allowed to choose their own guy!" Tony sang as he opened the box and dumped all the pieces on a nearby table.

"I am confused, what is this… Monopoly?" Thor questioned, crossing his arms over his chest and studying the little pieces.

"It's a game where people compete to get the most money," Steve supplied, feeling rather proud of himself for knowing. "… Fake money," he added when he saw Loki's calculating look. "You choose a little piece and move it around the board, and buy spaces with the fake money."

No one was sure if the Asgardian brothers completely understood or not, but everyone decided that they might as well just start. Tony grabbed the little Hulk piece. Clint was the next to snatch one up, and he grinned cheekily at Natasha as he took the piece that looked like her. She rolled her eyes and grabbed the Captain America one. Steve scratched his cheek, surveying the pieces that were left.

"There's… Only three more of them," he noted. "And four of us left."

"Aunt 'Tasha and Uncle Clint should pair up!" Tony suggested, turning the tiny metal Hulk over in his hand.

Natasha glared, clutching the tiny Captain America tighter in her fist. Clint laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head.

"I'll pair up with someone," Bruce suggested, sighing with an amused smile on his face.

"How about we work together, Dr. Banner?" Steve suggested, picking up the Thor token. There was no way he was going to use the Iron Man one.

With that settled, Loki grabbed the Hawkeye piece, sending a wicked smirk Clint's way. His wordless joke was not appreciated, and it took a light smack from Natasha to keep the archer from putting an arrow through the god's eye. Thor grabbed the tiny Iron Man and looked at it, clueless.

"Ok, put them on the Go space!" Tony ordered, setting his little Hulk there. Everyone else followed suit. Natasha was unanimously elected to be the banker by those who actually understood how Monopoly worked. She doled out the colorful fake money and grabbed the dice.

"We each roll the dice, and the order we play in goes from highest to lowest," she explained, looking at Thor and Loki. Natasha rolled the dice. Ten. Then she passed them to Clint.

In the end, the order was Loki, Tony, Natasha, the Bruce and Steve team, Clint, and finally Thor. And to everyone's shock and awe… Tony Stark was getting his ass handed to him. Considering his life was basically a giant game of Monopoly, it was amusing for all to see him fail miserably, even in comparison to Thor. While Loki had picked up on the rules of the game rather quickly, Thor still needed basics explained to him every time it was his turn.

Of course, everyone's favorite part was making Tony pay them. Steve in particular couldn't help a smug little grin every time Tony landed on one of he and Bruce's spaces. And Loki added insult to injury by building a hotel on the Stark Tower space that had replaced Boardwalk.

"I quite enjoy this Migardian game. Even if it was invented by such a primitive species," he commented as Clint landed on Stark Tower for the fifth time and had to mortgage the Helicarrier in order to grudgingly pay Loki.

However, even Clint wasn't as bad off as Tony was. And Tony's spot in last place was a slight cause for concern considering the frown etched deeper and deeper into his face.

"You know, Tony, I know some breathing exercises that could-"

Bruce was interrupted by Tony flipping the board and storming off to the kitchen to pout and eat his weight in consolation chocolate. Thor blinked at the flipped board, scattered Monopoly money, and overturned pieces.

"I do not understand. Is this traditionally how one ends the game of Monopoly?" he asked.

"Well…" Clint snickered to himself.

"Barton," Natasha scolded, rolling her eyes. "No, it's not. Tony's just being a child."

"I'm not… Wrong, per say," the archer said, shrugging. "Most games of Monopoly I've seen ended like this."

Bruce rubbed his eyes, the strain of trying to read the board's print without his glasses starting to get to him. Steve gave him a concerned look, but was waved away. Loki picked up the metal pieces quietly, studying them, and Natasha nudged Clint into helping her pick up the scattered cash.

"JARVIS, I think maybe you should call Pepper to check on Tony," Bruce suggested, folding the board and placing it in the box along with the other pieces. He noticed briefly that the tiny metal Thor was missing. Loki had kicked it under the couch with a pout, jealous that his brother got a game piece but not himself. As Steve fished the piece out and set it in the box, Bruce glanced between Loki and the Thor piece, trying to ignore the pounding behind his eyes.

After packing up the game, everyone filed into the kitchen. Tony had managed to consume twelve chocolate bars, and Pepper was wrestling a thirteenth from his grip with an exasperated look on her face. Bruce shook his head and smiled.

"Why don't we go down to the lab, Tony?" he suggested.

With a pout, Tony followed him, surprisingly silent, and the two made their way to one of the labs.

At the last minute, before the elevator doors closed, Tony shouted, "Thanks for the present, Uncle Clint! But next time I get to be on a team with Pepper!"

Once he was gone, everyone turned to Pepper.

"Yeah, I'll team up with him next time. If he can find me to play," she smirked. "I'm busy enough playing real-life Monopoly for him already."

With that, everyone realized the likely reason Tony was so abysmal at Monopoly.