A/N: Dwight the plot Bilgesnipe is thrilled to be getting so many good reviews on his story. Keep it up! *HUBERT! BE NICE!* Hubert is excited too. Avengerscrazygal, you need to get a profile on here so that we can PM. Thanks to all guest reviewers for the ideas and reviews!

Disclaimer: I wish I owned the Avengers. And Marvel. And Disney. Or a personalized Muppet and the ginormous piano from FAO Schwartz. But I don't. Also, note that I have never been to FAO Schwartz, or NYC, or the Subway. All I know about them is what I have googled, or seen on TV.

Tony watched his friends throughout the first two locations on the camera that he had attached to a button on Bruce's pajama shirt. The ease with which his friends solved the clues was alarming. Did they have any idea how long it took him to come up with those? Hopefully they would have a harder time staying focused on the task at hand through the next couple of clues and locations

All work and no PLAY makes Cap a dull boy.

"Broadway. It has to be Broadway." Steve said. Immediately, Clint started shaking his head.

"No, It's FAO Schwartz. It has to be!" As Steve and Clint argued about where the clue was pointing them, Natasha and Bruce had a discussion about it.

"I really doubt that Tony would send us to Broadway. He's trying to punish us. We would have too much fun at a play." Natasha said to Bruce.

"Agreed. Tony is probably thinking that the children are gonna go bonkers in FAO Schwartz." Bruce remarked, nodding towards Steve and Clint, who were still arguing.

"Yeah, and he is probably already watching the security tapes, waiting for Thor, Steve, and Clint to see the huge piano. Let's head there." Natasha suggested. She got behind the wheel of the car, trying to re-hotwire it. After the third consecutive failure, she heard Jarvis' voice surrounding her.

"I'm afraid that it won't work this time, Miss Romanoff." The computer stated nonchalantly.

"Oh, Come on! Natasha shouted angrily as she tried again.

"No matter how much you yell, it won't change anything." The computer said calmly. "Might I suggest that you find another mode of transportation?" He asked annoyingly. All of the superheroes piled out of Tony's car and headed for the Subway.

They all ran down the steps into the very guts of New York City: the Subway. Never before had Natasha felt as conspicuous as she did in her frilly pajamas. Steve also felt out of place amongst the hurrying crowds, dressed to the nines for another day on the job. Several men in Armani suits cast a disdainful look his way as they walked past.

"I wish I could melt into the floor, and never come back." Steve muttered to Natasha, the only other Avenger who was overly uncomfortable with the situation.

"Yeah. Why does it seem like everyone is staring at us?" She mumbled back. Thor was the only one who was oblivious to the staring crowds.

"Come friends. It seems that a shuttle has just come to a halt." Amazingly, it was actually going the correct direction. The staring didn't get any better when they got on the train. Since it was rush hour, the train was packed, with only one open seat left in the car that the Avengers were in. Thor sat down next to a mother who was holding her child on her lap. The woman didn't look too pleased that some half naked stranger had chosen to sit down next to her. Thor glanced over at her. She grimaced at him, which the demigod took for a smile. He smiled back and nodded a greeting. The woman picked up her child and her belongings and moved to the other end of the train.

"Friend Natasha, now there is room for you to sit!" Thor cried jubilantly.

"Thor, You scared that poor woman away!" Natasha scolded as she sat down. "She had her hands full before you scared her away, now she has to hold her kid, her purse, and the kid's bag, while standing and keeping from falling over. Why did you do that?" Thor looked surprised that Natasha was not pleased with the seat he had acquired for her.

"I was being courteous. I got you a seat."

"You could have let me sit in the only empty seat, instead of scaring her away. You should have stayed standing!" Natasha told him as the train took off.

"Then I shall go apologize for my rudeness." Thor got up and stumbled awkwardly through the crowd to the back of the train where the woman was standing with her child in her arms. He didn't hear Natasha warning him about approaching the woman again. The woman looked warily at him as he approached.

"I apologize for scaring you away from your seat. To make it up to you I would like to offer you my…" Thor never saw it coming. He had no idea that the woman had such a killer right hook. 0o0o0o0o0o0o

At last, the team was standing at the door to FAO Schwartz. Thor had an ice pack held up to his face. As soon as they walked through the door, though, he dropped it, a look of awe spreading across his face when he saw the hugeness of the toy store. He and Clint immediately ran off in different directions before anyone could stop them. The remaining Avengers split up, hoping to catch them before it was too late. After a half hour of searching, they all heard a ruckus coming from the room with the giant piano. The ruckus was made up of children crying and the song Chopsticks being played on the giant piano. Bruce, Natasha, and Steve came in as they reached the epic conclusion of their song. The sight of two fully grown men, dancing around on the piano, in their pajamas, was one that would never be forgotten by the witnesses. Clint saw Natasha standing at the back of the room, giving him and Thor the look. He suddenly understood that she wanted them to stop playing, and help them find the clothes. Clint interrupted Thor's last flourishing slide on the piano and dragged him away from the piano.

"What are you guys thinking? Were you thinking? I want to find our clothes and go home, and you guys have the attention span of a gnat! Let's focus on the problem, and we can come back when we don't have other things to do!" Natasha ranted at them. they looked at her blankly before bursting into a response that would drive any parent nuts.

"Awww, come on."

"You're no fun at all." Clint and Thor whined. That's when Bruce chimed in, like the favorite uncle who tries to get his nephews out of trouble.

"Guys, if we don't get what we need here, we won't get to go the candy store later." If only Bruce knew how prophetic his words were. With what Tony had planned, they'd be going to the candy store no matter what. Anyway, what he said cheered Thor and Clint up, and they got back to business. They split up, guessing where Tony had hidden the boxes, Thor was the one to find them, hidden in the build-a-Muppet section of the store. And when he found them, everyone in the store knew about it.

"FRIENDS! I HAVE FOUND OUR PANTS!" Thor bellowed, louder than the very thunder that he was god over. Everyone's attention was drawn to him. Natasha hadn't told them that they had to be discreet about finding their stuff.

"THERE'S A NOTE WITH THEM!" he shouted, bringing even more attention to himself. Suddenly, something jumped on his back and put a hand over his mouth. His cries of "HELPME! HELP ME!" were turned into "MPHH! MPHHHH!"

"Shut up!" A voice whispered in his ear. Natasha had clapped her hand over his mouth to get him to be quiet. Thor immediately calmed down and stopped yelling. Natasha took the note and a couple of boxes, and walked calmly out of the store, with the team following closely behind her.

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When they were safely out of the store, and standing in a semi-private alley, Natasha looked at the note. It was a business card. A business card from Tony's dentist's office. On the back of the card was Tony's personal touch to the note.

I can only imagine Thor on a sugar buzz. Good Luck.

-Tony