The Avengers were at their typical breakfast club table. Tony was flipping around pancakes like Steve had taught him a few weeks earlier to impress Pepper. Said super soldier was sitting at the table. Peggy had just raced off to the top of the building to meet the thunderstorm that always preceded one of their companions. Thor and Peggy finally tripped in in the middle of a discussion.

"I still misunderstand the team's structure in your mind words." Thor was saying. He turned and thundered, "Good morning team friends!"

Everyone greeted him though a bit more quietly.

"What are you two talking about?" Steve asked.

Tony set the pancake plate down and everyone settled into a chair. "Can you translate for us big guy?"

"I certainly can Man of Iron." He rumbled. "Lady Peggy is attempting to unveil the secrets of our team to me through namesake and I am failing to comprehend her notions."

"What is she saying?" Steve pulled out a chair for the dog.

The big white creature jumped up with a huff. Steve fed her a bit of bacon. She took it with all refinity then gobbled it down. Spoiled hound.

"Fur sister calls you, shield brother, her head-charge cub." The Asguardian said around the full pancake he had jammed in his mouth.

Tony shook his head.

"Easy enough." Clint said. "He's at large and in charge. The leader of the Avengers!"

Peggy chomped out a few barks. Thor's brows creased.

"This is where my confusion sets in. She calls Bruce and Tony the china? I think she speaks china. She calls them her china cubs."

Tony smirked and pulled the sides of his eyes away from his nose. He pulled out his phone.

"Tony that's not polite." Steve sighed with a shake of his head. "And it means more like the pottery. Like you're breakable."

Everyone contemplated that. Then Tony's phone sang to life.

It's alright,

I'm not dangerous

When you're mine,

I'll be generous

You're irreplaceable

A collectible

Just like fine China

Tony and Clint high fived. Bruce put his head down on the table. Natasha rolled her eyes.

"The next one is her Glass Cub." The tallest Avenger said. "She calls Arrow brother that?"

"He's so thin you can see right through him!" Tony roared with laughter.

Bruce threw his crumpled napkin at the inventor from the other side of the table where he was seated. "It more refers to his reflection of the world around him and his ability to disappear into it."

"What's Tasha's?" Clint asked ignoring his description.

"Her Red Cub."

"And that is all we will be saying on that subject." The red headed assassin put her hand down and pulled up the glare that had everyone gulping.

"What do you call Thor?" Bruce asked Peggy.

She yipped.

"My Rumble Cub." Thor translated.

There was complete silence. The Tony started to snicker. The table burst out into raucous laughter. The wooden structure shook with their combined mirth and Peggy barked.

"That one is fair about straight forward." Thor said boisterously.

They all settled down happily.

Then Thor spoke up again. "There is one more. She calls herself the head bitch."

Bruce winch at the term as did Clint and Tony. Natasha just looked on. That had been thrown at her more than once and meant nothing more now. Steve was used to the word for the dog care book's use of it.

"No offence but shouldn't that be Natasha?" Clint argued.

Thor listened as Peggy ground out her words. "She says she has raised far more litters than her cub is capable of. The bitch cares for the younglings."

"Litters?" Tony asked bewildered.

"Litters." Steve said. "Cubs, babies, kids?"

"Oh."

Everyone looked to Natasha for her reaction. On her part she just leaned back in her chair.

"What? I'm not vying for the place. You think I want to take care of all of you?"

Peggy grinned punctually. She yapped to Thor a bit.

"Yes I do understand now." He answered.

And that settled that.

Note: This story was pre-written with exactly eleven chapters. This is only here because of a review that gave me an idea. Thank you johncorn.