Thor woke up early; he had never been one to sleep in. He sat up from the couch that he had slept on and rubbed his neck. He stood up slowly, stretching as he did. Thor had intended on walking upstairs to talk to his brother when he heard a cough in the kitchen. He went over to the kitchen where he found Rachel sitting there.
"Good morning."
"Oh, hi Thor," she said, looking up from her laptop. She turned her attention back to her laptop and started typing furiously, but asked, "Do you want food? I'm not sure how long it's going to take everyone else to get up.
"I would be grateful for something to drink," Thor said, causing Rachel to smile. "What do you want? Tea, Water, Coffee?"
"Coffee would be wonderful." Rachel started to stand when Thor stopped her by saying, "If you could just show me where all of the ingredients are located, I would be more than happy to do it myself." Rachel looked alarmed at the idea of Thor making coffee, "Have you ever made coffee?" Thor smiled at her, "No, but I'm sure that with your guidance I can make satisfactory coffee." Rachel nodded, but was unable to return the smile, but then she thought, 'I'm in here with him, how much can go wrong?'
As it turned out, a lot can go wrong with Thor in the kitchen. First he over filled the coffee grounds, then he accidentally poured water on top of them instead of the correct location. Then he tried to turn it on even though Rachel told him not to which caused it to spark because Thor had ended up exposing wire and getting it wet.
"I can't believe you destroyed my coffee pot," Rachel said stunned, "There should be an award for that."
"I apologize for-" Thor started for the tenth time.
"It's okay Thor. I can always get a new one," She said, "At least you didn't get hurt, or burn the house down."
Rachel let Thor clean up the mess he had made and then let him help her make eggs, bacon and toast for breakfast for everyone. Once they finished making breakfast, Rachel had Thor go around and wake everyone up. As they all gathered in the dining room, Rachel asked, "So, how are you guys feeling today?"
Clint looked up from his plate, "Awesome for people who are in the wrong version of reality."
Rachel raised her left eyebrow, "You slept on the living room sofa, you should probably fight someone for a bed tonight."
"Why does that matter?" He asked.
"Because you're being cranky today," Rachel said with matter-of-fact tone. Everyone, minus Raina, looked at Rachel with shocked eyes. They weren't expecting Rachel to treat them as children. Clint blinked at her, not knowing how to respond. "Besides," Rae said, "I know you guys are going to have a hard time adjusting to being here, so I was just asking to be nice."
Clint frowned, feeling ashamed for snapping. "So, how do you guys like the food? Thor helped me make it." Everyone looked down at their plates, suddenly not feeling hungry.
After they ate breakfast, everyone disbanded with Loki and Raina and Natasha and Clint disappearing upstairs. Tony ended up taking Raina's laptop and reading articles on the internet while Bruce took one of Rachel's books and started reading it in the dining room. Steve sat with Thor in the entertainment room with the TV on, though they weren't really paying attention to it. Rachel stayed in the kitchen, which was the perfect room to be in if someone wanted to the other three rooms because they all opened up to the kitchen.
Rachel was typing on her laptop when she heard stomping on the stairs. She moved her chair back in time to see Raina going into the living room and hitting Tony to get her laptop back.
"Ow!"
"Stealing is bad!" Raina said as she went back upstairs, causing Rachel to chuckle. Soon enough, Tony headed into the kitchen and leaned over Rachel's chair, getting right next to her face as he asked, "What'cha doing?" Rachel sighed, knowing where this was going to go, "Important stuff."
"Like what?"
"Work stuff Tony. Can you get off me? You're breaking my concentration." Tony moved away and plopped down in the seat next to her.
"What are you writing about?"
"Can you go torment someone else? I'm trying to make sure that I have enough money to feed you people for however long you're going to be here." Tony smiled, "I don't see the point, if I go bother someone else, they're going to get mad and then you're going to yell at me. I'm all about efficiency, so I think I'll just stay here." Rachel sighed, but didn't argue with him anymore.
"So you're a fan right? Who is your favorite Avenger?" Tony asked with a smirk.
"Not you right now."
"But you don't have a favorite?" He asked a little more seriously.
"Not really," Rachel said exasperatedly as she tried to get back into her rhythm of typing.
"Well why not?"
"How could I choose? Everyone's different, with their own set of skills and weaknesses."
"Why do you have to have such a diplomatic answer for everything?" Rachel sighed heavily, "Honestly, it just depends on the day, my mood changes and so do my preferences, but now that I know you are all real, I'm never going to say I have a favorite."
"Because you don't want to hurt anyone's feelings?" Tony asked sarcastically.
"Sure, can you please stop talking for a little while?"
"No problem," he said, "I'm not even here." Tony was silent for about ten minutes before he started making noises. Rachel tried to ignore him, but he got louder and louder until she couldn't concentrate.
"Why don't you go watch TV? No ones in the living room."
"I'm bored."
"Go find something else to do, read a book, torment Thor, I just don't care." Tony sighed, "Can I use your laptop for something?"
"No, I'm using my laptop right now." Tony frowned at her, "What are you even doing, it's probably not even important." Rachel looked at Tony, who smirked at her.
"Please leave me alone."
"Why? What're you going to do if I don't?"
"I'll call Raina down here and tell her that you bent the spines on one of her books."
"But I didn't." Rachel smirked at him, "But I did and she hasn't noticed it yet, so I'll just tell her you did it and she'll leave me alone." Tony stared at her, trying to call her bluff, but then decided to back down for the moment. They were sitting silently for a little while more when Bruce came in from the dining room to make himself something for lunch.
"Hey, whose book do you have?" Tony asked. Rachel looked up with fear until she realized that Bruce was holding one of her books.
"Uh, Rachel's why?" Bruce looked over at her, "Do you mind?"
"Not at all, do you like it?"
"It's...going." Bruce said, "It's got a lot of sex in it." Rachel laughed and looked at the cover, "It's Shakespeare, what do you expect?"
"Yeah, but I've never seen this much in a play before." Rachel shrugged at Bruce's words, "It's one of his lesser known works, I had to buy it for a class."
"Which play is it?" Tony interrupted.
"Measure for Measure."
"Never heard of it." Tony said.
"Were you not listening to me? I said it was a lesser known work."
"Why are you being nice to him but mean to me?" Rachel rolled her eyes and said, "Because he isn't annoying me and you are."
"That's because there's nothing to do." Tony said.
"I'm just going to call Raina. She'll find something to do." Tony grimaced, "Fine, I'll behave." Rachel nodded smugly and said, "Good." As she turned her attention back to her Bruce, Tony mumbled, "For now." Rachel heard him, but ignored him as she continued her conversation with Bruce.
A couple more hours had passed with Tony tormenting Rachel and he was completely surprised that she stayed so calm for so long. He kept asking pointless questions, constantly repeating his earlier question of who her favorite Avenger was. Tony knew he was pushing his luck, but by the time Clint and Natasha started making dinner, he was having too much fun figuring out exactly how far he could push Rachel before she did snap. It seemed as though she had much more patience than Pepper ever did.
"Hey," Tony said, leaning closer to Rae.
"Will you please leave her alone?" Natasha asked.
"Hey, can you get me something to drink?" Tony continued, ignoring Natasha. Rachel sighed, "Sure, what do you want?"
"Anything," he answered with nonchalance. Rachel got up and walked over to the refrigerator and got out a bottle of water. She handed it to Tony as Bruce walked in with a four inch thick copy of Edgar Allen Poe's complete works.
"I don't like this brand, can you get me something else?" Rachel completely ignored Tony and asked Bruce whose copy he had.
"Uh, I got it from your side, so..." He trailed off.
"Can you hand it here?" Bruce looked over at Natasha and Clint with confusion, but handed the book to Rachel regardless. Rachel took the book in both hands and turned her attention back to Tony, smiling at him. She stood up and hit him in the shoulder with the book. Bruce, Clint, Natasha and Tony gave her looks of shock. Tony was the only one who reacted yelling out dramatically, "Ow! What was that for?"
"Leave me the hell alone," Rachel said, barely raising her voice. She opened her mouth again, clearly to start yelling at Tony when they all heard a yell from the stairs. It was Raina yelling for Rachel.
"What?" Rachel yelled in the direction of the stairs.
"Jess called your cell! She's waiting right now. I put it in your room."
Rachel sighed and rolled her eyes. She sent a warning look at Tony and walked out of the room and up the stairs saying, "Why couldn't you have just brought it down here to me?"
Natasha looked over at Tony, "If you get us kicked out because of you," she started.
"We are going to be banished?" Thor asked, entering the room, Steve behind him.
"No," Bruce said, calming the tension, "Tony's been acting like a jerk and Natasha's being mad at him." Thor looked at the other for confirmation and once he got it, he asked, "Well, what nourishment shall we have now?"
Later, after they had all eaten, the Avengers found themselves lounging on the couches in the entertainment room.
"I'm bored," Tony whined.
"Tony," Natasha snapped, "Don't start."
"Or I'll hit you with my book again." Rachel said, waving the book that she had clutched to her chest.
"Okay, okay," Tony said, throwing his hands up in surrender, "I'll be good."
"That's what you said last time," Raina giggled, "And you see what happened."
"You know," Clint started, "If you went to bed, you wouldn't be bored."
"It's only six o'clock. Who goes to bed at six?" Rachel slid down in the seat as Raina stood up.
"What's wrong with going to bed at six? I go to bed at six. It's a respectable time to be asleep. Right Steve?" Steve's eyes widened, "Uh, I'd rather not say," he mumbled as slid down in his chair, mocking Rachel's position.
"Why the hell would you go to bed that early?" Tony had a look of shock on his face, and then it changed as he said, "Unless you're planning on getting up at two or three in the morning."
"Uh, no," Raina said, rolling her eyes, "I get up at noon."
"She needs a lot of sleep." Rachel said, answering Tony's unasked question.
"That's too much sleep," Tony argued.
"Oh would you rather have her up twenty hours a day like me? I think that eighteen hours of sleep is perfect for her."
"She's got a point." Clint agreed.
"Okay, fine, but I'm not going to sleep at six in the evening."
"No one said you had to," Rae started, "Just that you can't act like a jerk. And stop saying you're bored all the time."
"Okay," Tony whined.
"Good," Rachel responded.
The group sat in the living room quietly for a few more hours before they started to head to bed, Raina being the first one, so that she could spend some more time with Loki.
"You know," Bruce said, "If she's going to keep staying with Loki, I don't see why we need to keep watch."
"That's a fair point," Clint agreed.
"My brother wouldn't leave anyway," Thor said, "He needs to stay with me if he ever has a chance of getting home." They all knew that what he said was true; if Amora was the one who would be able to take him back to their reality, then they would all need to be near her target, Thor. As the evening wore on, the Avengers started to think, all with some degree of dread, what the next few days in the wrong reality were going to be like. Not one of them could even fathom being stuck in this house for more than a week; none of them even thought that they could make it in this new reality for that long.
Eventually Rachel said her farewells for the night and walked up to Rain's room. It was then that the Avengers drew scraps of paper to find out where they would be sleeping that night. Clint and Bruce found themselves in the lucky position of drawing the upstairs bedrooms.