AN: Enjoy!
Wanda and Vision sat in a restaurant not too far from the compound, completely unaware of the trouble that their eldest son was causing. Mostly because Vision was more worried about the younger of the twins.. Understandable, since as far as he knew, Billy was the one exhibiting more obvious powers.
He poked absentmindedly at the pasta dish that he couldn't eat (the place allowed food to-go, so he had simply ordered a favorite of Wanda's that she could eat the next day), lost in thought.
"Vision" Wanda, halfway through her own meal, chuckled at the sight of him.
"Hmm?" He looked up at her.
"You need to calm down, Vizh. Relaxa, se bucura."
"Oh, I am enjoying" Vision smiled at her. "I always enjoy time with you."
"But you are not relaxing."
"Well.. No. That I am finding a bit more difficult.
Wanda shook her head, leaning over to kiss him.
"We don't have to worry about Billy. Surely five adult superheroes can handle one baby one. And they have Nat, the picture of cool, calm, and collected.."
"Waiting for the elevator will take too long" cried Nat, throwing open the door to the stairwell. "We should take the stairs!"
"Nat, wait!" Bruce yelled after her. "We don't even know which floor he went to!"
"Oh, right.." Natasha paused, slightly embarrassed.
"Fifth, by the look of it" Bucky checked where the elevator seemed to be heading. "That's the one you said was the Party floor, right?"
No one answered him, because they were all already heading up the stairs.
"Keep up, you old geezer!" Sam called down to him.
Bucky cursed, hurrying after them.
It was really rather amazing how much damage one super-speedy small person could cause so much damage, so quickly. When the five Super-Babysitters reached the floor that they hoped Tommy had ended up on, things were already in chaos.
Plastic plates and cups strewn everywhere, stockpiled snacks scattered across the floor. Spreading puddles of soda.
"I sure hope he didn't drink any of that" Sam was shaking his head, as he and the other Avengers stared at the scene, mouths agape. "Kid's hyper enough already."
Even Billy seemed shocked by what his twin had caused, his little eyes wide. Seeing a small blue blur zipping around among the mess, Billy pointed.
"Ta! Baba!"
Clint looked at him, surprised.
"Yeah, there's your brother!" Of course, Billy was much too young to actually be trying to say 'brother'.. Wasn't he? Even if he was, this was really not the time to focus on it. "Good spotting, little man!"
"But how are we going to catch him?" Bruce frowned, as Tommy continued to zip around them, giggling.
"I don't know.." Natasha was beginning to get a little concerned at this point. She had promised Wanda and Vision that nothing would happen to the twins on her watch, but how the hell was she supposed to keep Tommy safe when she couldn't even see him properly?
The little blur that was Tommy disappeared from the room, and then, a few moments later, they heard the sound of music from elsewhere on the floor.
"That's the Dance Dance Revolution machine!" Yelled Sam, running, the others close behind him. "He's in the Game Room!"
"What the Hell is a Dance Dance Revolution?" cried Bucky, confused.
Sure enough, when they reached the Game Room, Tommy was sitting on the DDR game pad, looking deceptively innocent. Clint handed Billy to Sam, slowly approaching the machine and crouching.
"Well hey there, Mr. Speed" He grinned, and Tommy giggled. "Looks like you've found one of your Mom and Dad's favorite games. If you come to Uncle Clint, maybe we can show you how to play? Can't we, Auntie Nat?" Clint looked to Natasha for support.
"Oh, yeah" Nat nodded. "We can definitely show you how to play."
Clint held his arms out hopefully. Those hopes were dashed when a devilish grin spread lover Tommy's face.. A grin that very much reminded Clint of Pietro.
"Oh crap.."
Tommy zoomed off once again, knocking Clint onto his back as he went. Bucky made a grab for him, but missed, and soon they heard the ping of the elevator once again.
"You know, in hindsight" said Sam, "Having the elevator doors open by motion sensor seems like a really crappy idea."
"He's heading for the lab floor!" Natasha yelled as they ran up the stairs again. "We have to stop him before he gets into something dangerous!"
"How?" Bucky yelled back.
"I don't know, but we have to!"
When they finally found Tommy again, it seemed as though their greatest fear was about to be realized. Tommy had stopped, finally looking exhausted. Unfortunately, his speeding about had toppled a large, heavy shelf full of heavy objects, and it looked as though it was about to fall directly on top of him.
No one even had a chance to scream before the tiny blue blur that had been assaulting the corners of their eyes all evening was replaced with a very large green one, they heard a loud roar, and the next thing they knew, Tommy had not been crushed by a falling shelf, because he was sitting in the hand of the Hulk.
"Uh.. now what do we do?" said Bucky, a little nervous.
"You and Sam stay back" Clint instructed. "He doesn't know you.."
"But.. He's got the baby!" Sam hissed.
"It's okay.. look how he's holding him.." Nat whispered.
The Hulk was gazing at Tommy, keeping him close to his chest, protective. The baby looked tiny in Hulk's enormous palm, but Tommy wasn't afraid at all. He was giggling.
"Whoa.." Bucky gaped.
Slowly, Nat took a few steps closer.
"Hey, big guy.. Long time no see."
The Hulk seemed startled for a moment, clutching Tommy closer, but relaxed when he saw who was speaking to him.
"'Tasha.."
"Yeah.. hi" Natasha was a little thrown (Thor had told them that the Hulk's speech was much improved, but she somehow hadn't expected him to know her name), but smiled. "Got a new little friend there?"
"Tommy. Hulk save him.." Hulk glanced at the baby, surprised by his continued giggles. "Tommy.. Tommy like Hulk."
"Yeah, I think he does. Tommy's Mom and Dad are gonna be home soon, so is it okay if I take him back now? I'm sure you can come see him another day.."
The Hulk seemed to think for a moment.
"'Tasha promise?"
"Yeah" Nat nodded. "Tasha promise. And I'll make sure his Mom and Dad know who saved him."
"..Okay." The Hulk held out his large hand, and Natasha lifted Tommy down, settling him on her hip.
"Thanks, big guy."
"'Tasha welcome.." As though he knew that his job was done, the Hulk shrank back into Bruce almost as quickly as he had appeared. Bruce seemed dazed for a moment, then yelped, covering himself with the remains of his clothes. "What just happened?!"
"The Hulk saved us all from having to tell Wanda and Vision that their son got crushed by a shelf" said Sam.
"Oh.. Well, that's good."
"And also" said Nat, turning to carry Tommy to bed, now sleepy and snuggling against his favorite Auntie's chest, oblivious to the trouble he had caused, "You have to let the Hulk come out for a play date with Tommy one day."
"What?" Bruce gulped. "A play date with the Hulk? How does that even work? What the hell did you agree to? Natasha!"
"See little man?" Nat gazed at the bleary-eyed Tommy. "Auntie Nat isn't opposed to a little chaos herself now and then.."
Translation:
Relaxa, se bucura: Relax, enjoy