I've got a lot of requests to see Asgeir and Alex so here they are ^.^ If you don't know who they are, Asgeir is Thor and Jane's son and Alex is Tony and Pepper's.
"But Asgeir, Mommy said no cookies before we have dinner," Alex whispered as the pair quietly crept through the kitchen. He followed after Asgeir, their matching dark hair and blue eyes making them look like the cousins they considered themselves to be; the only difference was the shading of their eyes. "We're gonna get in trouble."
The pair of boys were up to their usual antics in the mansion, sneaking around behind the adults' backs. When they weren't trying to sneak snacks from the cupboards, they were trying to sneak into Tony's lab. When they weren't sneaking into the lab, they were riding the elevators and exploring the Tower. Alex was always the more cautious of the two, while Asgeir was bolder, always looking for the next thing for them to do. They always managed to find some new adventure in the Tower, always trying to outsmart the ever-present babysitter, Jarvis.
"We can only get in trouble if they see us so be quiet," Asgeir said, turning around to look at Alex. "Me and Auntie Sif do this all the time when I go visit Grandma and Grandpa. We just haves to be careful. Like Auntie Tasha and Uncle Clint." He grabbed the legs of a kitchen chair, pulling it over to the counter top with Alex's help.
"But how are we gonna get up there?" Alex wondered. Climbing from the top of the chair to the countertop would be the easy part; the trouble was getting on top of the chair.
"You're gonna climb on me and get up there," Asgeir replied easily. He pushed the chair against the counter before getting on all fours in front of it. "Get up there."
Alex gave Asgeir a skeptical look before following his orders, climbing onto his back and reaching up to the top of the chair. He gripped the back of his chair and used it to pull himself up, smiling down at Asgeir. "I'm okay," he said, climbing onto the counter.
"Be careful," Asgeir warned. While the boys were always up to something they probably shouldn't be doing, they always looked after each other; never doing anything that might be too dangerous. "Auntie Pepper keeps the cookies near the fridge."
"Okay," Alex answered, standing up on the counter and slowly making his way to the end.
Natasha stood in the doorway of the kitchen, her hands resting on her rounded stomach as she watched her nephew's mini mission. She was mildly impressed with them; they had gotten this far and managed to remain uninjured although they lost points for not noticing her standing right there. Still they showed potential for a pair of children.
"Got them!" Alex exclaimed, grabbing the box of cookies from the cupboard and sitting down on the counter. His hands froze as they entered the cookie box, his eyes widening as he saw Natasha watching them, an amused smile on her lips.
"Come on, Alex; get down," Asgeir said impatiently, looking up at his cousin.
"Auntie Tasha," Alex said quietly, pointing toward the doorway.
Asgeir wrinkled his nose before turning toward Natasha, knowing they were busted. "Hi Auntie Tasha," he said quietly.
"And what are you two doing?" she asked, walking into the kitchen. She took the box of cookies from Alex's hands, setting them on the counter before lifting him and settling him on the floor. The boys were getting too heavy for her to lift with her baby bump.
"We just wanted a cookie," Alex said, pouting slightly.
"So you two came up with this whole plan about how to get into the cupboard to get them?" Natasha guessed, leaning against the counter. The two boys nodded morosely, knowing they were in trouble. "That was pretty clever of you. And I think cleverness should be rewarded." She reached her hand into the box of cookies, handing each of them one before putting the box back.
"Thanks," Asgeir said, smiling up at her.
"But that doesn't mean I want to see either of you climbing on the countertops again, got it?" she said seriously. "If you guys fall off the edge you'll get hurt badly and your moms definitely won't be too happy with you guys. This is a one time thing." Natasha chuckled quietly as the baby kicked, rubbing the side of her stomach. "Your little cousin agrees with me."
"How do you know?" Alex asked, walking into the living room and climbing onto the couch, stray cookie crumbs stuck to his cheeks. Natasha and Asgeir followed him, Natasha getting sandwiched between them.
She sighed as she was able to sit down again, her swollen feet aching. 'What else are you gonna throw at me, Squirt?' she wondered. "How do I know she agrees with me?" Natasha asked. "Because she kicked when I was speaking."
"Why is she kicking? Mommy said it's bad to kick people," Asgeir commented, looking intently at Natasha's stomach. "I seen Auntie Sif do it to Uncle Fandrall once."
"She's not kicking to hurt me; she's just trying to move around and stretching. It's a bit cramped in there," she explained.
"Auntie Tasha, why are you having a girl? Why not a boy?" Alex asked, carefully poking Natasha's stomach. "Momma and Daddy have a boy and Auntie Jane and Uncle Thor."
'These kids are just full of questions,' Natasha thought, smoothing her hand over her stomach. 'Not really surprising considering who their parents are.' "You can't choose if you're having a boy or a girl," Natasha answered. "It's just a surprise. Besides it might be nice to have another girl in the house; there are more than enough boys here."
"Uncle Tony always you and Uncle Clint would have a baby," Asgeir commented.
"Well Tony was bound to be right eventually," Natasha muttered.
"That's what Momma says," Alex laughed, falling to the side. Asgeir and Natasha joined his laughter, smiles spread across their faces. 'Well at least my kid will be in good company,' Natasha thought, looking down at her nephews.
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