On account of the fact that EASTER is here (yay!), I have written an Easter -themed chapter! (Double yay!) Hope you like it, and please review! I know how many of you are reading this. I NEED REVIEWS!
Disclaimer: Even though it's Easter, I still cannot claim to own Avengers. ):
It was Easter in the Avenger's tower, and they were all on an egg hunt set up by Tony. Why they trusted him, I have no idea, but they did. And they were actually enjoying themselves.
Steve was the one to find the first egg.
"Is this what we're looking for?" he asked, holding up the small, plastic egg.
"Umm...yes. That is an egg."
"Funny. It looks plastic."
"That's cause it is, genius." The comment was from Natasha. "Have you never seen a plastic Easter egg before?"
"No, actually."
She sighed. Of course he hasn't.
"Well, it's made of plastic and it has a little hinge in the middle, so you can open it. You know, so you can get to what's inside."
"You mean it doesn't actually have a real egg inside?"
Natasha groaned. "No, it doesn't."
"Should I open it?"
"How should I know?! You can if you want. I don't know what Stark put in there."
Steve opened it. Inside was a...
...what?
It was a small device, similar in size to a quarter with a little blue dot in the middle. As soon as he touched it, it squirted blue goo all over his face. Natasha and Clint, who was nearby, burst out laughing. Steve was furious.
"STARK!" Tony was nowhere to be found.
He turned to Clint. "Is this what you all put in Easter eggs? Why didn't they just use real eggs?"
Clint laughed. "No, only Tony would do that."
He opened one of his own eggs, blue and shiny.
"Hey! Yours is plastic too!" Steve exclaimed, his face slimy with the goo, as if this was the most amazing thing in the world.
"Um, I'm pretty sure they all are."
"REALLY!?"
"Yes."
"Huh."
It was at this moment that Tony wandered in to the room.
"So how's the hunt go-" One look at Steve and Tony was in hysterics.
"You... might...," Tony said in between violent fits of laughter, "Want to wash off your face."
"STARK, THIS IS NOT FUNNY."
Natasha piped in. "Actually, it kind of is."
Clint sighed. Well, he'll never open a plastic egg again. That's for sure.
And even though none of the other eggs had any unwelcome surprises, Steve refused to touch any more for the remainder of the day...
There you go! Now review or you'll get blue goo shot in your face! (Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated as well.)