A/N:I'm Back! Sorry it took so long. life gets in the way of FF. As promised, Thor (and Clint) on a sugar buzz. Be afraid. Be very afraid. And prepared for some more OOC-ness.
Disclaimer: i don't own anything worth mentioning...especially not the characters and locations in this story.
"The bar of candy belonging to Dylan." Thor said insistently.
"How do you know about Dylan's Candy Bar, but not about American pajama parties?" Clint asked.
At this point, Thor was already getting excited about the next location. He actually guessed where they were supposed to go next before his friends that were actually from this world. He was very impressed with himself.
"BecauseonetimePepperandTonywereshowingmearoundthe cityandwegotreallytiredandwestoppedatthismagicalpl acethatwaswalltowallconfectionsandweboughtabunchan dateitallonthewaybacktothetowerandHappyhadtopullth elimousineoverlikefivetimesbecauseIhadneverhadthat muchMidgardiansweetsustenancebeforeandIWASCRAZYAND ITWASREALLYREALLYFUN! Tony knows that I'd remember it."
Our demigod friend was having a sugar buzz, and they were nowhere near the huge candy store.
"This is gonna suck." Natasha moaned as Thor finished his long rambling sentence. "But he's probably right. Let's go." She admitted, heading for the edge of the sidewalk.
She threw her hand up in the air, trying to hail a cab. None of the avengers relished the idea of getting on the subway with Thor again, so they were going to try an alternate mode of public transportation. Hopefully it would go better this time. A small yellow sedan pulled up to the curb. When the Cab driver saw them, he immediately pulled back into traffic. This happened three times. It seemed that none of the cabs wanted to take five superheroes, which were standing around in their pajamas, anywhere. After about twenty minutes, a rather run-down looking taxi pulled up and asked where they were going. Natasha told him, and the driver motioned for them to get in.
Mind you, this was not one of the minivan-taxis. It was just a normal, sedan-type car. Fitting five avengers into the backseat of a taxi is no small feat. Bruce, Clint, Natasha, and Steve were the first to get in, all crammed onto the bench seat. Thor was left standing out on the sidewalk.
"Where am I supposed to sit?" He asked pitifully. His friends were silent, trying to think where Thor would fit. They were pulled out of their thoughts by the sudden dead weight of a demigod across their laps, for Thor had swan-dived into the taxi, hit his head on the opposite door, and passed out. Steve folded Thor's legs up so that he was all the way inside the cab, then slammed the door closed.
"Let's be on our way." He said cheerfully. The cabbie shrugged and pulled away from the curb.
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Thor woke up as the cab pulled up to the curb. The Avengers piled out of the cab, paid the fare, and went into the store. Immediately, Clint and Thor froze, childish grins on their faces. Right before they repeated the behavior which they had displayed at the toy store, Natasha came up behind them and grabbed each of them by the ear.
"Boys, what are we here for?" she asked menacingly.
"Our clothes." They chorused, fearing that if they didn't give the appropriate response, they would get their ears removed.
"So, that means you're going to do what?" she asked
"Not go bonkers like we did at the toy store." Clint replied. Thor was a little less attuned to what Natasha wanted to hear. He was still in this for the candy.
"If we're good, and help find the clothes, can we still get some candy?" Thor asked, trying to make a deal.
"We'll see." Natasha conceded. At this response, Thor and Clint started skipping and hopping in a circle around Natasha, saying in a sing-songy voice, "We're getting' candy, yay, yay, yay yay yay!" They stopped, and Thor looked like he had a brilliant plan.
"Let us sing it as a round!" He exclaimed. "I'll start, and you start singing when I get to the 'yay' part, and we'll see how long we can keep it up!"
So it began. And it epically failed. Clint was just too excited to understand how it was supposed to work. Thor began
"We're getting candy!, Yay, yay, yay yay yay!"
Instead of starting his part from the beginning of the song, Clint simply sang the 'yay' part with Thor. This made Thor mad.
"No! You're doing it wrong!"
"No I'm NOT!"
"Are TOO!"
"AM NOT!"
By this time, Natasha was getting fed up, so she interrupted the argument.
"AREā¦"
"WITH THE WAY YOU'RE ACTING, NEITHER OF YOU ARE GETTING CANDY!" Natasha shouted over the excessive volume of Thor and Clint arguing. As soon as they heard her start yelling, they stopped, and were on their best behavior. They walked calmly through the store, still excited by all of the possibilities, and barely containing themselves. Thor and Clint were the first to see the boxes, and this time, they had everyone's super-suits in them. They went and retrieved them and brought them calmly back to Natasha.
"Thank you. Now go find the next clue." She said sweetly. The 'boys' rushed to obey. They came back five minutes later with a note from Tony.
Will history repeat itself? We shall see.
-Tony
Natasha took the note and started to herd Thor and Clint toward the door, with them complaining the whole way.
"Awwww, come on. No candy?" Clint whined.
"Nope. Now MARCH!"
A/N: One Chapter left. where do you think they're going? I shall try to post it soon. R&R
