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KEY
Italic - Tony thinking
"(speech inside brackets)" people saying whatever they are thinking to no one in particular.
Bold Italic – Someone reading something
Indiana chose to go to the outdoor pool (they had two; an indoor and an outdoor) because, "There won't be enough room otherwise, ha ha!"
The Avengers didn't like the sound of that, but they had sort of agreed to not hurt her as long as Tony didn't hurt Thor. Clint was pretty sure they were going spoiled unicorn if Tony kept pulling the 'my tantrum hurts you!' trick.
They walked to the pool (Luckily it was on the floor they were on; the elevator probably couldn't take a dragon, unicorn, Norse god and the crate. Even with all of Tony's engineering skills that had gone into making it) the dragoness had just lifted the crate with magic, a green aura wrapped the crate as her eyes were completely glowing green, pupils and all.
She and Tony kept up chatter behind the Avengers as they followed, asking things, noting things, commenting and laughing. She kept on changing moods as the chatter went from serious things, to funny things, to things that made her annoyed (Diamond Scales came up a lot in that section).
She seemed like a cheery, energetic teenager, but Natasha noticed that whenever Tony tried to get any closer than three feet she would side step a little or deliberately fumble the crate or something so she could get father away. She wondered if it was normal behaviour for the dragoness or if she was only like that towards unicorns.
Her question was answered for her when Tony got frustrated, "Why won't you let me touch you?"
She went from the middle of explaining why she was a vegetarian to talking in a annoyed 'isn't obvious' tone, "Because Brownie (or should I call you Tonicorn), one; that sounded really dirty. And two; I don't want to get my mind read. OK? I have secrets alright; things that don't need to be found by shouldn't-be-existing unicorn."
Then she cheerfully changed the subject, "Hey did you know you're the wrong colour? All unicorn ever have always been white, oh and I am not trying to be racist of anything but… in the magic community, colours can be very symbolic; like magic auras, hmm I wonder why yours is blue…"
Natasha intervened then (she couldn't let the dragon know more than she should), "Wait if colours are symbolic why are you black?"
Indiana froze, ears flicked back and one eye twitching, "Black is not the colour of evil!" she then deflated, strolled on again and continued calmly, "White represent purity, but purity of what? If it is pure 'goodness', that does not mean that black, whites opposite represents evil. Black absorbs all the colours of the spectrum yet still retains its original colour. Black is incorruptible which is what it represents. Incorruptibility."
Natasha realised that this was a sore point for the dragon the second she froze, it seemed like she was going to have to a whole debate now.
Indiana continued, "And here's a fact, Ancient Egyptians thought black was the colour 'goodness', because it was the colour of the earth that the Nile deposited when it flooded every year. That rich earth was the only reason they could live there in the middle of the desert, it was their lifeblood which allowed thier crops to grow.
"Another fact," she glared at Thor's cape which fluttered as he walked, then proclaimed loudly enough for him to hear, "As far as magic goes; red is the colour which represents evil, because it represents blood, which is spilt because of acts of evil."
Thor spun around and met Indiana's hostile gaze with a glare of his own, "Thou should not imply things like that."
The dragon hmped and shrugged, "Yes, but 'thou' can not deny that 'thou' has spilt many creatures' blood. In your Asgardian wars and your Asgardian hunts."
Thor spun back to be facing away from the impundent dragon.
"It seems I recieve the silent treatment, must be my lucky day, to not have to listen to an arrogant god," she smirked and glanced down at Tony, who had been far too quiet for her taste, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Tony was indeed giving her an odd look; it was kinda a hurt puppy look mixed with disbelief.
"Why wouldn't you want me to read your memories?"
A facepaw again, it was a somewhat human gesture, which made Nat wondered where she had picked that up, "I told you why… Never mind, the pool! Are you guys ready to see some real magic?"
Tony brightened up, "Yeah magic!"
She plonked the crate down with a thud then grabbed some of the chains and connected them to seemingly random points on the harness, "No random bolt of magic destroying innocent caps."
"Hey, I said I was sorry…" Tony blurted out before he realised that he had not.
And Indiana remembered it too, "No… you didn't."
"Okay, I'm sorry for magically blasting your cap with untrained magic that could've killed you"
She stared at Tony a little shocked (usually people go for making things look less serious when asking for forgiveness) before tossing her back and uttering a few short laughs. She shook her head, "Okay now on to business!"
She strolled over to pool side before turning back to the team, "Today," she said in a dramatic voice, "You shall witness a one-of-a-kind spell, which I conjured myself. I'm serious not even the Sorcerer Supreme has dealt with this type of magic."
She turned back to the pool with a whip of her tail, "A reflection portal!"
The Avengers flinched (or twitched for their weapons) as green fire gushed from her mouth to sizzle on the water, though the flames died; as they should.
Clint spoke up, he felt that he had to, "Now what?"
Indiana ignored him as the water in the pool started spinning, faster and faster.
"Whoa, I was wondering what the effects of chlorine would have on the magic. This one is going to be violent," she said with enthusiasm.
Suddenly the water started glowing green, and a vortex opened in the middle. Indiana gazed back at the Avengers eager to see what they thought. They weren't that impressed, they had seen portals before. But it was still quite interesting that she could do something akin to what the tessaract was capable of, with their pool.
Her eager grin was somewhat crushed, but she continued on with the demonstration anyway.
With a shrug of her shoulders her two huge wings unfolded to reveal that she had the wingspan equal to (if not larger than) a quinjet.
One flap was enough to lift her and the crate, which was now hanging from her back-leg ankles, off the floor. The second flap let her rise 6 feet off the balcony, the one after that took advantage of the clear space beneath her and she easily rose to 16ft.
Then she twisted and corkscrew-dived, wings drawn tight around her, into the swirling vortex, which then closed in behind her.
Finally with a comic splosh, the water stopped spinning and the glow diminished.
Clint jogged over to the edge of the pool arrow ready to shoot an arrow; if for example there was a shark or something (what, they were dealing with magic now, it seemed that pretty much anything was possible). Seeing that the coast was clear he turned back to his team and ask, "Did anyone get any of that, at all?"
Most of the other Avengers (transformed or otherwise) were still staring at the pool.
"Cause I sure didn't"
Jarvis piped up, eager to be of any assistance whatsoever, "Do not worry Mr Barton, I recorded all of it."
Tony danced skittishly next to Cap.
"What was that?!"
Unbeknownst to any Avenger, JARVIS or Pepper, in a nearby apartment, someone was watching the Stark tower with much interest toward the four legged genius.
The watcher leered and put the magic binoculars down. Then she waltzed over to her pack and took out her phone. After two rings her accomplice picked up.
"Report!"
…calm down, he was an accomplice with an over controlling nature, he didn't dare think he could boss her, her around.
"Well?" his voice was heard again with that stupid accent.
"It appears that the puppet came through; I just saw the Avengers with, and ye would never believe me, a unicorn!" she practically purred through the sentence, unable to control her excitement.
"Interesting..."
Grr so cliché, wait... actually no; because he had acted like this before any movie, book or play was ever written.
"Unfortunately it's pelt tis the wrong shade, so my revenge may be slightly incomplete," she wasn't going to let him or anyone else think for a second that she wouldn't be the one to spill the unicorns blood, "But even if I can destroy only a freak, I believe it may be enough to quench my thirst."
There she could sound sophisticated, just like she was raised.
The voice that answered wasn't him, but his assistant, she sounded as reserved and emotionless as always, as she said, "Happy to hear that, Leona."
Stupid, arrogant accomplice he probably just left his assistant to man the communicator after he heard what he wanted.
Stupid collaborator, arrogant accomplice, conceited co-conspirator, even so the watcher answered the assistant, "Grammarcy, gryphon."
She was starting to have serious 'everyone was lesser than her' issues.
...
She probably needed to see a psychologist soon.
...Yeah
Back on top of Stark/Avengers tower
"So," said Bruce, "I guess it's time to hit the books."
Clint groaned.
Bruce glared and continued, "Who knows we might even find some reversal spell or something, or at least find out why Tony was turned into a unicorn."
Thor realised what he had been missing, at these words, "Man of Iron is… and I would've… why did he then… What manner of trickery is this?!"
"What's he saying?"
Steve glanced at Tony who head was tilted to the side like a little dog, "Wait you don't understand what Thor is saying?"
Tony answered with a gentle shake of his head.
Thor was shocked, enhörningar could understand speech… but why then did they not understand the All-speak which all creatures could understand?
Both Steve and Thor's thoughts were interrupted as Tony's ears suddenly pricked at attention and he bolted inside.
Pepper reacted first, runnig after the unicorn as he ran down the hall, hooves slipping slightly on the shiny polished wood.
The Avengers followed her. Thinking that this day had become too action packed as it was and that they should probably change into thier uniforms if it was going to stay that way.
It turned out that unicorns can run really fast, even with Steve's superior speed he would only round one corner to see Tony disappearing behind another.
Just before they rounded the corner back to the hall with the elavator, they heard;
*SLAM*
"Mother F***er!"
The Avengers rounded the corner to find Tony standing above Director Fury, nickering happily, head nodding.
His voice in thier heads sounded cheerful and did not betray a hint of sarcasm.
"Hello! My name is Tony! It's really nice to meet you Fury!"
"I was not made aware that he could talk," Fury deadpanned from underneath Tony.
Natasha answered as once again most of the other Avengers were dumdstruck, "We didn't know until breakfast, sir."
"You should have seen their faces, hilarious! Oh and I don't talk, I communicate on a thought based level, but of course there is no word for that, I wonder if I could make one up?"
"And he doesn't remember anything?" Fury inquired.
"Nope, though he acts so much like himself that it is easy to forget sometimes," Clint answered cheerfully wondering how much he would have to bribe Bruce to help him save this moment of JARVIS's security tapes.
"Who are you talking about?"
"Never mind Tony," Pepper said resigned, "just get off Fury before he decides to send you to the pound"
Tony leapt off Fury and trotted next to Cap looking extremly guilty.
Fury got up and dusted himself off, before gesturing that they should go into the common room to talk.
Steve, Natasha, Thor and Bruce followed him. Pepper considered whether not she was a part of this, then with a glance at Tony decided she definetly was. If she wasn't, she would make herself a part of this.
Tony went to follow but Clint stepped between him and the door.
Crossing his arms he asked, "Okay mister, so why did you tackle Fury?"
"Because he's so really, really sad, that it's stupid, nobody should be that sad."
Tony trotted happily past a dumbstruck Clint.
...
After a few minutes Clint blinked and exclaimed, "Fury has feelings?!"