221B Stark Tower

"With the resent attack on the human race here at New York, it makes the world wonder, exactly just how defenseless are we against the rest of the universe?" The television droned on and on until Sherlock pounced on the control with a hiss.

"Hey! I was watching that!" Tony complained, stroking the cats back absentmindedly. Sherlock slouched before nudging the control towards the philanthropist. Before Tony could say anything, there was a loud crashing sound then a loud "Ow!"

Both owner and cat stared at the glass wall. Clint had apparently fallen down the stairs trying to get to the basement. The archer rushed to the door, barely giving himself time to recover from the fall. Clint smashed into the glass wall before screaming something along the lines of "JARVIS you British bastard let me in!"

"Of course," The AI replied politely. The door burst open. "Tony, your cat is demonic and we have to kill it!" Clint yelled.

Tony stared at him for a second before bursting out laughing. "Nice one." Stark said. Sherlock hissed at Clint. "Don't listen Sherlock. I'm sure he's just kidding." Tony reassured him. "I am not kidding! I'm serious, Sherlock and that demonic hog were both talking last night and then they tied me up just to drug me!" Clint yelled. "Clint, I'm sure it was just a dream." Tony replied, rolling his eyes. "I'm serious. It was them! They tied me up, then the devil cat just literally scratched me on the face while he had his paws wet with some drug that knocks you out." Clint said, pointing at a deep scratch on his face.

"Sherlock, did you scratch him while he was sleeping and dreaming of something stupid involving a cat talking to him then drugging him?" Tony asked Sherlock. The detective nodded before giving Tony the biggest eyes he could trying to look sorry. "Well… I can't stay mad you. Just don't do it again, okay?" Tony scolded softly. Sherlock nodded, perking up and hissing at Clint for a second after.

"B-But… are you crazy? He drugged me because I figured out their secret!" Clint spewed out. "Okay before you tell me the rest of this crazy dream, can you go outside, grab a paper? Then write 'I'm a dumb ass' and then tape it onto your forehead, alright? Okay, thanks." Tony said in a voice dripping with honey. Sherlock mewed happily.

"Fine. I'm sure Natasha will listen to me. Then I'll prove to you that your cat is a demonic little beast." Clint spat out, marching out of the lab. Clint passed Bruce on the way and simply said, "Don't go near the cat."

Bruce walked into the lab, confused. "Why was he…?" Banner asked. "I don't even know anymore." Tony said shaking his head. Sherlock purred, and he would've smiled if he could. "Hey there Locky!" Bruce said before pausing. "Locky is not a good nickname." He muttered to himself, shaking his head as Sherlock nodded the best he could.

X

Loki looked like any normal movie-goer as he walked up to the counter, ordering popcorn and a soda. "Oh my god! Sir you have a spider on your shoulder!" The cashier yelled, looking as though she was about to have a heart attack. "I know. He won't shut up." Loki said with a grimace as the spider bit his ear. Loki winced before glaring at the big spider.

"If you don't quit that I'll fling you off my shoulder." He threatened. The cashier let out her breath in relief. So it wasn't a killer super-venomous spider that was here to kill her. "Have a good day sir! And you too, Mr. Spidey." The cashier said with a brilliant smile. Loki ignored her as he continued to threaten the spider. "Who was that?" Another cashier asked.

"I don't know, but that guy sure is weird." She replied with a shrug.

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"I wanted to go see a James bond movie." Jim complained. Loki was just about ready to fling Moriarty into the nearest gushing gutter. "Look, I gave you the ability to talk to me because you agreed to help me with the team of idiots." Loki hissed. "I get ideas by watching spy movies, alright?" Jim hissed as Loki rubbed his red ear. "Fine." Loki relented with a sigh. The spider lifted one of its hairy legs and caressed the gods face. "You're too good. Too soft. We'll have to change that."

X

"We've spotted him!" Tony yelled, bursting into Thor's room. Thor was currently throwing his hammer into the top corner of the room, trying to get rid of a small little spider. "Who?" Thor asked as Sherlock hopped onto his dresser. "Loki. He's in London, at the theatre." Tony said. "Shall we… suit up?" Thor asked. "Yeah, let's go before he wrecks the place."

Thirty minutes later, the Avengers where all outside of the movie theatre, waiting. So they waited. And waited. And waited just a bit more before, "What if he's seriously just watching a movie?" Tony asked.

"It wouldn't make sense, because if he's seriously watching a movie, then he would've probably blown up the theatre by now." Clint said. "Why can't we… I don't know, just ask to go in and find him?" Tony suggested. Sherlock mewed from the lamp post. "Oh yeah I forgot to tell you all but I brought them along." Bruce said, gesturing towards his obviously just-added-to-the-motorcycle basket.

"Inside we go." Tony grumbled, attempting to reach Sherlock. Sherlock mewed again before landing on Tony's head somewhat shakily.

The team entered and walked to the cashier girl. "I-it's you! All of you! Along with a cat… and a hedgehog…" She said. "Man, what is up with everyone and bringing animals to the movie theater?" She asked under her breath. "We ask of you, have you seen a man?" Thor asked.

She stared at him, eyes wide. "Which one?" She asked. "My brother." Thor replied. "That's not very specific." She said. "We're looking for a tall man. Ebony hair and really pale, sound familiar? He may have had a green scarf." Natasha interrupted. "Oh, the man with the spider! I know him! He went to go watch that one alien movie in theatre six!" She yelled, jumping up and down.

Natasha turned to them. "An alien watching a movie about an alien. With a spider?" Tony asked sounding and looking quite dubious. "Apparently." Clint said with a shrug. "Can we just leave these here? We have work to do." Tony said, grabbing John and Sherlock. He shoved them towards the poor cashier girl who stared down at them, confused. "What type of work?" She asked.

"Oh you know, saving the world from a man in a green cape, the usual." Tony replied.

X

"Well… that was rubbish." Moriarty said. "Why? I thought the moving pictures were decent." Loki said. "Oh come on! You're an alien! The aliens in the movie were just so… savage. And daft, oh can't forget daft." Moriarty replied. "Who cares? You're the one who nagged me into bringing you here." Loki said, walking into the large lobby. "The movies still rubbish." Moriarty said. "If you didn't like it, then why did you choose—" Loki began.

Suddenly Loki was flying towards the wall, hit by a mysterious object. "Ungh… again with the being thrown into a wall." Loki said, slowly letting himself fall to the floor. "So, reindeer games, nice to see you again." Tony said, lifting his faceplate. "Well if it isn't the pompous little—" Loki began. A black cat hissed at him from the cashier counter. "Oh… oh." Loki said as he recognized the pair of animals contained by the cashier girl.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite detective. Oh have I got a surprise for you two." He said, standing up. "Hey, if you've got a problem then—" Tony said. No longer had he said that fraction of a sentence had Loki literally just punched him in the face. No warning or trigger, and definitely no effort, and Loki had sent Tony was flying towards the other side of the room.

"Sherlock. Nice seeing you again." Moriarty said, revealing himself from a fold in Lokis' jacket. The black cat's jaw swung open as the hedge hog gave out a visible shiver. "Silly me. You might not recognize me. Hi, I'm Moriarty and I believe your Sherlock Holmes."

A/N: Sorry it took so long. Had to buy a new laptop since my computer malfunctioned.