It took the Avengers exactly fifteen minutes to realize what happened.
"Did she just pull an Obi-Wan on us?" Tony asked both amused and furious. There were a few mumbles of yes, even from Steve who had apparently finally gotten to watching Star Wars. "Ok, so we tried it the nice way, but do we really have to go to plan B though? Because I don't think that this is going to help us win these kids over."
"Yeah, they didn't seem hostile or like they were being conditioned as assassins," Steve said sounding reluctant.
"Neither did I," Natasha said.
"Neither did she," Clint said at the same time. They both got a dark look on their faces and Steve dropped it. "We have our orders, we can help these kids Steve, so let's do this." Steve nodded stiffly.
"Fine, let's wait a few hours, then we can continue with Fury's plan, as much as I hate that idea," Tony said looking at a projection from his watch. They all agreed, it was the best plan they had that would lead to minimal injuries.
Author's note: Surprise! I'm not dead! Sorry for the LONG wait for this update, but between rl and this chapter just not wanting to be written like I wanted it to it's been slow going. I'm hoping this double update makes up for it, and I *think* that my brief writers' block that I encountered with this chapter has been resolved. But in my rush to publish this for y'all I didn't do as much editing as normal, so please forgive any small mistakes. But anyway, until next week, I bid you all happy reading :)
Entire fic edited/updated 6/25/22
