Anna's Age: 10

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Okay, I both like and hate this one-shot at the same time. Blech, let me know if it's OOC.

"Dad is it dinner time now?" Anna asked for what felt like the millionth time. Steve rolled his eyes.

"No not yet. Besides, you just had lunch." Anna leaned her crutches against the counter and sat down 'criss-cross-applesause' in front of the oven. She put her hands against the little window and stared at the Turkey inside.

"I can't help it. It just looks so good." She bounced up and down on the floor.

"I do not understand." Thor said watching Clint chop carrots "What is this giving of thanks?"

"Why do you dissect every English phrase?" Tony said annoyed "It's Thanksgiving not giving of thanks. And it celebrates when the British colonists came to America. You remember it don't you capsicle?"

"Shut up Stark, I'm only 109."

"Yeah, only." Natasha chuckled. "And that's not what Thanksgiving celebrates. It's just an excuse for Americans to eat gluttonous amounts of Turkey and drink a lot… Not saying I'm against it, turkey and beer? Sign me up anyday."

"Bruce what's gluttonous mean?" Anna asked finally turning her attention away from the turkey.

"It means to be really self-oriented in terms of consumption." He answered seemingly forgetting he was talking to an 11 year old.

"Oh. Pepper what's 'self-oriented in terms of consumption' mean?"

"He's trying to say it means greedy." The redhead answered stirring some more salt into the mashed potatoes. "Who has the pepper?"

"That would be me." Clint held the shaker up. He smirked handing it to her "Here's the pepper Pepper."

"You're hilarious."

"Is it ready now?"

"No Anna."

"How about now?"

"No Anna."

"What about now?"

"NO ANNA." The team relied in unison.

"Sorry…" Clint watched her for a minute.

"Hey Anna." He said kneeling down next to her. "I may or may not have a certain 10 and a half year old's favorite new movie downloaded on my phone." He said holding his cellphone out to her. Her eyes lit up when she saw the title.

"It's not even out of theaters yet!" He winked at her holding a finger to his lips. She grabbed his phone hurrying out of Tony and Pepper's kitchen and into their living room as fast as her legs/crutches would take her.

"Any idea why she's so excited for Thanksgiving?" Clint asked. Natasha and Steve both shrugged their shoulders.

"It is… her first big holiday since she got the nasal cannula." Steve said looking at the door, still swinging from Anna's exit.

"That makes sense I guess." Tony said thinking.

"THANKS CLINT!" They heard her call from the other room. They all smiled at her little laugh a few moments later.

"This. Is. So. Good." Bruce said still chewing his bite of Turkey.

"My god it's orgasmic." Tony added.

"Ahem, 10 year old." Natasha motioned toward Anna with her fork.

"Tem an a haff." Anna reminded, her mouth full of turkey and mashed potatoes. Thor bit into one of the Turkey legs.

"Indeed, this is delicious. However it doesn't begin to compare to a Víðópnir. I'll have to bring some to the next Giving of Thanks."

"Thor, it's not… you know what never mind." Tony said before taking a swig of beer.

"Hey Dad. Did they celebrate Thanksgiving when you were in the army?" Anna asked, catching the attention of the rest of the table.

"Did we celebrate in World War II? Yeah actually, we did. I remember they decorated this mess hall, and we had all the classic thanksgiving foods. Turkey, mashed potatoes, beans, apple pies. The works." He continued his story, smiling brightly. The way he always did when recalling a happy memory from back then. "Bucky and I… we sat at the end of one of the tables with the Howling commandoes. We ate and told stories about our families. A little later Howard joined us and we convinced Peggy to come as well. She uh… she said it was an 'American thing' that she was intruding. But she came and we all just ate and had fun. Howard said the food wasn't that good, but as a poor kid from Brooklyn, man… it was like the food of the gods to me." The Avengers smiled at their Captain as his story ended.

They continued to go around the table, each [except for Thor] told a story of a past Thanksgiving. Clint talked about the time he and his brother spent Thanksgiving in an ice cream shop, feasting on Sundays all day.

Tony's story was surprisingly not a story about a wild night of drinking, but sitting in his lab with a Turkey sandwich the night he perfected the Iron Man suit's repulsor beams.

Bruce's story was the saddest, it being one of the last happy memories he had with Betty. Although it was pretty cute as well. Somehow he managed to forget to invite the friends they had planned to have over so they had to eat all of the food between the two of them.

And Natasha's story was her first Thanksgiving, about 5 months after she joined SHIELD. She and Clint were on a stake out when he realized the day, so the two of them sat in the pouring rain eating turkey meat out of a can.

By the time Natasha's story was over Anna had completely fallen asleep at the table. "I guess they were boring her. I'll put her to bed and head back up." Steve said quietly as he picked her up. "Nat will you grab her crutches?"

Steve tucked Anna into bed and kissed her forehead lightly. "'Night Anna." He quietly walked out of her room to rejoin his friends upstairs when he heard her shift in bed.

"Dad…" She sat up a bit, rubbing her eyes.

"It's late Anna, you should go back to sleep." He said walking back towards her.

"Is it still Thanksgiving?" She asked rubbing her eyes.

"For about another 10 minutes yes, which is why you need to go to sleep."

"What are you thankful for?" Steve looked at her as he knelt down beside her bed.

"Well, I'm thankful for a lot of things I guess… You and your mom count as one thing-"

"Lame." Steve chuckled

"Alright… I'm thankful for baseball games, I'm thankful for… warm days… the way the sunrise looks from the living room window. I'm thankful for, having such great friends. Things like that I guess." Anna thought about her father's list, before saying her own.

"I'm thankful for… chocolate, aaaaand good movies. I'm also thankful for stuff like all of you guys being safe and okay."

"And you said mine was lame."

"Hey…"

"Sorry" He said, the two laughing a bit.

"I'm thankful for big comfy beds… Oh, and working oxygen machines."

"I'm thankful for that too." Bong. The large grandfather clock in the living room went off 12 times. "Alright kid, thanksgiving's over, no more thankfuls. Get some rest alright?" He kissed her forehead and tucked her into bed a little bit more.

"Night Dad." She whispered, her eyes growing heavier.

"Night Anna."

a) Hey guys! I don't think I said this in earlier chapters but I AM TAKING PROMPTS. Anything (of any genre) from while Natasha's pregnant to Anna age 15.

b) Also, guess who broke her arm today... great. Typing isn't the easiest but I'm still going to try and update quickly

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