There has been an explosion of sugar in the kitchen. Steve walks in, sneezes, and walks out again. Bruce just blinks mildly, staring at the mess, and sees his daughter, covered in icing sugar. "Shanta, do I want to know what happened?" The teenager shakes her head sheepishly, lifting Peter out of a snowdrift of sugar and bouncing him on her hip. "Probably not," she replies with a sky grin, and the doctor throws his hands up with a sigh and leaves. "Wait till Pepper sees this," he calls back and Shanta pales under her coating of sugar.
When Pepper does indeed walk in, having received word from Bruce about the sugar explosion, the kitchen is spotless, and Peter is sitting on the counter next to a perfectly decorated Christmas cake, while Shanta is wiping the walls quickly. She turns around and sees her aunt in the doorway. "Hi, Aunt Pepper. Do you like the cake?" Pepper nods, speechless, and Clint pokes his head around the door. "Looking good, guys." Shanta grins and Peter holds his sticky hands out for his father to pick him up.
