Lost and Found
Whenever any of the Avengers lost something, they immediately went to Tommy. Not because they thought he'd stolen whatever it was that they'd lost, but because he was best person at finding things.
"Speed, have you seen my phone?" It had fallen between the couch cushions.
"Hey Speed, do you know where I left my keys?" They were in the refrigerator. Why would you leave them there?
"Oy little brother, where's my favorite jacket?" Tommy had borrowed it. He tossed it at his brother's face. There you go, little brother.
"Tommy, do you know where the Quinjet's at?" Flying over the Atlantic Ocean, currently.
"Have you seen my tux?" No. It got burned up when you were attacked at that fancy party a few months ago, remember? Go buy a new one.
"Hey Speed, have you seen my other shoe?" Here you go. Wolverine was chewing on it. Sorry, just kidding—it got kicked under the couch and was attacked by Jarvis's vacuum.
He wasn't just good at finding misplaced objects. He was good at finding people, too.
"Young one, hast thou encountered the Captain this morn?" Tommy had gone on a jog with him. Then they'd come back, and Steve had hit the showers. Then he'd left, saying that he was going to Avengers Tower to talk with Tony about something. Try looking there. Sixty-fourth floor. The stairs.
"Hey kid, somebody took my motorcycle. I wanna know who it is and where they are." It was Kid Omega. He dropped by, wiped the minds of everyone who saw him—well, everyone 'cept one, of course—and then stole your motorcycle and drove off with it. Currently riding back to the Jean Gray School. Without a helmet, too.
"Tommy, have you seen my boyfriend?" Yeah, he's out buying groceries, because somebody—cue shifty eyes—emptied the fridge when they came back from a nice long run around the world.
"Where's your mother?" Taking a shower. You probably shouldn't bother her right now.
"Do you happen to know where Logan is?" Not at the mansion. Can't tell you any more than that. It's top secret. As in, anybody who knows has to be killed. So you don't want to know.
"Have you seen Stephen Strange?" No. He's not anywhere on Earth. Must be off in some other dimension.
All they had to do was ask, and moments later either the misplaced object was in their hands or they would have their answer, and Tommy would smirk at them.
Tommy didn't mind searching for misplaced things or people. He enjoyed it, actually. It gave him a mission. Something to do. Something to ease the incredible boredom.
"Hey, have you seen my twin? Because I really want to hang out with him, but he's always running off." Haha, Billy. Very funny.
But I'm not running off right now, am I?