I had almost fallen through the open glass where Tony had earlier been thrown when a hand grabbed me back. I looked around to see Loki there, and this caused me to say almost immediately "you know you're the second God to save me from falling today, right?" Loki looked thoroughly battered and bruised but his eyes looked at mine, curiosity swirling as if to ask what I meant. I shrugged and then remembered Tony and stiffened.

I turned back to see Tony falling quickly through the sky and signed in relief as soon as the Hulk caught him to soften his landing.

I felt the hand that had grabbed me to stop me falling slip and I saw Loki lying on the floor unconscious. Whatever had beaten him up must have taken a toll on him.

I dragged him away from the window to see, on my way, a giant Loki sized dent in the floor. I shrugged and placed him back in his dent. I sat down next to him, completely exhausted from the trauma that is my life. As I looked up I saw the rest of the Avengers standing in front of me.

I smiled lazily, "yo, Avengers, what's up? Oh, Cap! Nice to see you again, you told Hunky God over there to bring me up here right?" Then I spotted Tony, "oh my god, Tony! You're alive," I launched myself at him, hugging his shoulders. He did not reciprocate the hug, "I thought you were dead and I didn't know what to do and then I almost fell to my death and Loki caught me and then he fainted and then you came and now I'm hugging you and oh my god it has been such an emotional day," I rambled on and Tony did something I didn't expect, he patted me on the back.

I didn't really have a filter on, anything I thought just came out of my mouth. I heard Steve chuckle and come over to give me a hand, "how much exactly have you been drinking?" I giggled and let go of Tony when we heard a groan and Loki moved. The rest of the Avengers pointed their weapons at him.

"Wait, whoa guys, just wait, remember he saved my life," I said, putting my hands up, a couple of them grumbled.

"He was the one that kidnapped you and put you in danger anyway!" Tony was the one to exclaim this and it again took me by surprise, although my drunk brain didn't care.

It was then that I heard a voice I hadn't heard before and turned to a guy with a bow and arrow, "I'm sorry but what the hell is going on? Who are you and how do you know Tony?" The question hung in the air, my mouth opening and closing like a fish with no words coming out. I turned to Tony to look for an answer and he just sighed.

"Okay, honestly now is not the time considering I almost just died, but if you must know, she is my sister," Tony finally said. I stared at him like he had just said that the world was made of jelly beans.

But someone else seemed to want to say something, "called it!" It happened to be Bruce who had said this, I still couldn't take my eyes off Tony.

Then I piped up, not being able to keep my mouth shut anymore, "so, you're finally okay with everyone knowing I'm your sister?" The subject had always been approached with an attitude of 'who even needs to know' and now he was admitting it to everyone? It didn't seem right.

He turned to me, "yep," was all he said, then he turned to the rest of the group, "so what are we going to do with Reindeer Games over there?" We all turned to Loki, who was sat up, looking at us. Thor moved towards Loki and dragged him up, and it looked kind of painful, as he held him up.

"You can all relax, I shall deal with my brother," Thor remarked before turning back to us, still holding Loki.

"Stark, you said something about shawarma?" Tony then nodded, his face turning to a smile.

We all made our way to the shawarma place that Tony had recommended, on the way a SHIELD agent met us with what was kind of a muzzle for Loki. Once Loki was thoroughly restrained, we all sat down in the shawarma restaurant.

We were all eating shawarma, Loki sat on a separate table, not saying much. I turned to Thor, "you think I could take off his muzzle thing and his cuffs and give him some shawarma? He did save my life," Thor looked from me to the rest of the team, who all shrugged and didn't say much. A small nod came from Thor and I made my way over to Loki with food.

I took off his muzzle thing and his cuffs, only cuffing one of his hands to the table, "here," I shoved the food towards him, "it's actually quite nice for human food," I said. I sat opposite him and began to eat my shawarma with the elegance of a hog.

He looked at me, and then to the food and then hesitantly picked it up, examining it. I rolled my eyes, "I don't think you are in any place to judge it, didn't your mother ever teach you to try something before you say you don't like it?" I looked at him expectantly, he just looked back at me and smirked.

"Well, as a Prince of Asgard I was never served peasant food," he snarled, I looked towards Thor.

I waved to get his attention, "hey, God of Thunder, can you punch him for me? He's being an ass." Thor chuckled but shook his head and continued eating.

But he did reply to me, "you should try this food, brother, it is quite good. And if you are disrespectful to Lady Stark again I will grant her request," I saw Loki roll his eyes but bring the food to his lips and try it.

I stared at him, watching his reaction, he saw me staring and swallowed, "see anything you like?"

At this, I rolled my eyes, ever the flirt he seemed, "yeah, your shawarma looks extremely nice, and if you're not careful I'll take it and eat it myself." I gave him a fake smile and tilted my head to the side to look as innocent as I could. He sneered but took another bite, staying rather silent.

Natasha then piped up, "so, Cahya, how exactly did he get into Stark Tower?" This caused Tony to look up and look at me.

"Actually, yes, how did you? Jarvis didn't even warn me of anyone unauthorised in the building, and how did you get past my security staff without an ID?" He seemed extremely curious.

I was going to reply when Loki decided that his silence had to be broken, "she knew your security guards and apparently this JARVIS thing you keep referring to sees her as the ultimate authority, she disabled all the security protocols and told the JARVIS not to warn you."

Tony raised an eyebrow and looked at me, looking both curious and perhaps a bit angry. I put my hands up in defence, "okay, in my defence, JARVIS is more my creation than he is yours. Didn't you ever wonder how his bugs were fixed whenever you got back from holiday? Or how he suddenly became more advanced?"

His eyes narrowed on me, and I stood up, rubbing my arm nervously, "well, I kind of began to sneak in when I heard about you creating a natural language UI and I got to know your guards and so it kind of just became a thing... I meant to stop after that one time but I just couldn't, JARVIS is like my baby."

Tony then decided he had heard enough, "your baby? I created him!" I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, actually we both created him, but you didn't know that so..." I trailed off in my thinking and then changed the topic, "why is everyone allowed to know about me suddenly anyway? Last I checked, you didn't want to be associated with me." I mumbled the last bit, still feeling the pain of being unwanted, unloved, it stung hard right in the heart.

Guilt flashed through Tony's eyes but then he stood up and pointed his finger at me, "this is not a topic that we should be discussing in front of friends, big brothers orders," I rolled my eyes but obeyed and sat back down in front of Loki again.

I glanced over at him and muttered, "big brothers, am I right?"

This caused a chuckle to come out of Loki's mouth, and I smiled at that, at least we had something in common. Once Loki had finished his shawarma, I put his cuffs back on, in hindsight I should have put on the muzzle on first because his commentary was uncalled for. "If you wanted to be this close to me darling, all you have to do is ask."

Then, Tony stood up, "Hey! That's my sister you're talking to," he looked towards Thor and gestured over to Loki, "do something about him, would you?" Thor gave us a hearty laugh.

"Would if I could." Then a ping rang from my phone and I pulled it out and looked at it, an evil smirk spreading on my mouth.

I turned to the rest of the gang, "you guys need to stay here for another 10-20 minutes and I'll be right back! Don't move!" An evil cackle slid its way out of my throat and caught the attention of a certain friend.

"Oh my god," as the realisation dawned on him, "don't you dare, Cahya!" Steve exclaimed standing up. I shrugged and bolted out of the Shawarma place and down about 6 blocks to a vintage store.

I walked in, a bell ringing in my arrival just above the door. "You have it?" I asked the store clerk who knew me too well.

"Yes, Miss Cahya, took a hell of a lot of effort to get it here. It's one of only four still in pristine condition. Want to try it on?"

I nodded enthusiastically team in the back, grabbing the vintage garment on the way and putting it on. "I'll pay you handsomely for this, how much do you want?"

The store clerk paused for a minute, "4,000 should do it, hell of a rare item to get my hands on," I nodded and paid the man on my card and then promptly ran out of the store back down to the Shawarma place, and stormed in, much to the horror on Steve's face while confused looks filled the room.

Steve stood up exasperatedly, "I can't believe you actually found one," but before he could continue further, I started to sing.

"Who's strong and brave, here to save the American Way?" I heard Steve beg for me to stop but my grin just grew as I carried on, "who vows to fight like a man for what's right night and day?" Steve by this point had walked over and put his hand on my mouth.

I, being the child I am, licked his hand to get him to let go, he thankfully recoiled and I smiled wider until a voice could be heard.

"What the hell is going on? And what are you wearing?" Tony's voice rang out, I peered round Steve and looked at him.

"I thought it was obvious, I'm mocking Steve about his show when he first became 'Captain America - Star Spangled Man'. This is what the girls dancing behind him wore and they sang the song too." I saw Steve give me a death glare when laughter rang out among the team. "Wait, I have an even better song from his cartoon," I exclaimed.

"No, she doesn't," Steve she's through his teeth, not angry but perhaps annoyed.

"Yes, I do! It goes like this." I did a few coughs from the back of my throat and began to sing, "when Captain America throws his mighty shieeeeeld! All those who chose to oppose his shield must yieeeeld!" At this point Steve grabbed me and hauled me over his shoulder, walking me out of the Shawarma place as I continued to sing the song on his back.

He walked me around the corner and put me down, his hand on his nose on frustration. "Must you mock me so, Dorothy?"

I looked up at him, "yes, you're my friend, therefore it's my job, Scarecrow." The nickname I gave him always wore him down. He sighed and looked down at me, less annoyed.

"That skirt is very short," I looked down and notices it's shortness too for the first time. I fidgeted with it trying to pull it down but to no avail. "Alright Dorothy, let's take you back, but no more singing," he playfully warned as we walked back around the corner to the Shawarma place. As we walked in, everyone's faces turned to us.

"Okay, what exactly was that Cap?" It was Tony once again who had decided to voice his concern. I rolled my eyes and answered for Steve.

"Relax, Tony, I was annoying him so he took me away before he could get more embarrassed, I admit it was a little... excessive dragging me out of there but it's not the first time and I don't imagine it's the last. But wait until I put my hair in curls and do my makeup and look proper 1940s, then I will truly embarrass him!" I heard a chorus of chuckles, apart from Tony and Steve. One of the pair was blushing scarlet and the other was glaring at me, you guess which was which.

Tony eyed me with scrutiny, "that skirt is waaay too short... I thought the 1940s were supposed to be conservative, what the hell is it you're wearing?" He seemed angry at the length of my skirt and I raised my eyebrow at him, so this is a challenge.

"Okay, firstly, the skirt is not too short, I like it. Secondly, what does it matter if it is too short? When have you ever cared about how I dress? Thirdly, I already told you it was a showgirl outfit so of course, the skirts are short." I cocked my eyebrow at him at the end of my speech, hands crossed and stared at Tony, daring him to challenge me. He just looked back at me with an equal glare.

"I just fell out of the sky, saving the entire planet from an egomaniacal supervillain hell-bent on owning the Earth," I looked back at Loki and saw a scowl on his face, well... I wasn't sure it was a scowl because his mouth had the muzzle but his eyes didn't exactly look happy or cheerful. "and you're questioning me?" Tony finished, challenging me to argue with him, little did he know I could do this all day.

I had noticed that the rest of the Avengers were just staring at us during our little tête à tête, probably too worried about getting their heads ripped off to speak up. "Oh? Just saved the planet? I think it was a team effort - I mean it wasn't me who helped but these guys," I did a big sweeping gesture to the rest of the team, "definitely helped, thank you very much, and does that really mean you get to play the protective older brother? After what you've put me through, I should be kicking your ass. But no, instead I graciously let you live without a good ass beating." I glare at him again, wondering what his inevitable come back will be.

My little flare up at him caused Tony to stand up this time and point a finger at me, "for your information, you could never kick my ass, and also I get to be the protective older brother because I am your older brother! And weren't you just asking me to stop ignoring you a few hours ago? Not liking me paying attention anymore?" He quipped, seeming to get angrier by the second.

Tears of anger pricked my eyes, "YOU DIDN'T EVEN SAY YOU WOULD STOP IGNORING ME WHEN I ASKED AND THEN I GOT KIDNAPPED BY LOKI!" I screamed at him, my emotions overwhelming me, but as soon as my outburst had been voiced, all my anger dissipated and I sat down in my chair, or more like slumped, and brought a hand up to my nose, pinching it in mild frustration.

A voice rang out in the silence that was left, "okaaaay," Natasha began, "so from what I have gathered from that sibling squabble is that Tony was an awful brother for a while and you're still bitter about it even though he's trying to change that," Natasha summarised.

I looked at her, and then looked to Tony, "he never apologised," I stated simply. And not even a millisecond after I had said that, Tony whispered.

"I'm sorry," this caused me to look up at him, and then weirdly enough, a smirk came onto my face.

"Hey, maybe you should almost die more often, if you're going to end up being this nice to me," I let out a dry chuckle and heard a small chuckle next to me that belonged to Tony. I didn't see it coming until Tony's arms wrapped around me.

"I really am sorry," he began, holding me so tightly I thought he might never let go, "when I was flying that missile up, all I could think about was that I hadn't told you I loved you, and I hadn't made things right," he sobbed into my shoulder, the tears I had been so dutifully holding back spilt over and I sobbed into his shoulder too. "I wish I could go back in time and stop me from ignoring you, stop me from abandoning you when you probably needed me most, but I can't so instead I'm going to be there." I gave out a laugh and squeezed Tony tightly before letting him go and stepping back, my head turning to the rest of the group.

"Okay, you can stop staring, gross emotional moment over, let's finish eating the shawarma." Everybody was still for a moment, so I rolled my eyes, plonked myself back in my chair and began to eat what was left of my shawarma. I saw a shrug from Natasha as she also carried on eating.

We all ate in silence for a bit before Tony spoke up, "oh, by the way, Cahya, I moved all your stuff into Stark Tower, you'll be living with me from now on." I rolled my eyes, rolling-eyes queen right here.

"I don't want to get into another argument after we just made up but I can't live with you," I said, getting to the point as quickly as possible.

"Why not?" Tony asked, cocking his head to the side, asking me to elaborate.

"Well, Tony, I ummm, I don't know how to tell you this... Well, I'm not a little girl anymore, and I... Well, I can't live in the same place as my brother... Because, well you know, right?" Tony just looked at me with that 'go on' expression, wanting me to elaborate, I looked around the table for help and everyone, including Steve, avoided my gaze. "Tony, I can't bring guys round to my brother's apartment! I just can't, it's too cringy to think about you being there while I... Well, while I... You know, while I do-the-do, get down and dirty, woohoo if you're in the Sims..." I trailed off when I saw Natasha looking at me with a raised eyebrow, my face flushed at the thought - I'm not a prude but explaining that you don't want to live with your brother because then you can't bring guys around for sex was just difficult.

Tony stared at me and then shrugged, "I fail to see the problem with that," he said it so flippantly, knowing what he was doing, so my eyes locked onto him and queue intense glare.

"Tony," I gritted through my teeth, "I am not living with you, I will find my own apartment in... in Washington DC."

"Why Washington DC?" Tony queries, and I just can't look him in the eye. I strain myself not to look at Cap but my eyes flit over to him and he's looking at me. Tony follows my gaze and then raises an eyebrow at me. "Capsicle? You're moving there because of Capsicle?" His voice is accusatory, "is this what you meant by bringing guys round?" He looks at me, questioning me but my eyes widen and if I was drinking something I would probably splutter.

"No, God Tony! No, of course not!" I say, Steve protesting this at the same time, I look Tony in the eyes, making sure he is focused on me, "he is just a friend," I say, laying down my meaning. "Actually, I'm moving there because SHIELD has their headquarters are in DC," I explained further, I looked Tony in the eyes, driving my point home. He squinted at me, trying to ascertain whether I was lying. Satisfied that I was telling the truth, he shrugged and ate his shawarma.

Tony dialled someone on his phone and before I could even ask who it was, a gruff voice on speaker phone came on, "what do you want?" Nick Fury's voice rang out, and suddenly a pit fell in my stomach, he wouldn't dare.

"Hey Nick, you know how I just saved the entire earth from being taken over? Do you think you could do me a favour and fire Cahya?" I looked at him, mouth open in shock, he dared. I snatched the phone from him and turned it off speaker.

"You're not actually going to fire me, are you?" Nick only replied with a chuckle, "really? Fine then, I can not believe you are taking Tony's side on this! Well, screw you too," I ended the call, anger in my eyes and chucked the phone at Tony's head, which he sadly caught before it hit him. I pointed an accusatory finger at him, "don't think that means I'll work for you!" My anger seeping out of every orifice of my body.

Tony chuckled, "you won't be working for me," I tilted my head, anger seeping away and being replaced with confusion, "you're technically one of the owners of Stark Industries anyway if you want it, I mean you would have been when you turned 18 but by that point you were in university and I didn't want to annoy you so..."

I stared at him, open mouth again, "you mean to tell me that I would own half of Stark Industries, as in you couldn't make any decisions without me?"

Tony rolled his eyes, "technically, yes, but it wouldn't be me who you had to share responsibility with, Pepper is the current CEO, so really you should take it up with her." I nodded, taking in the information.

"I should probably remove all of those cameras I put up around Stark Industries then..." I whispered the words to myself but not quite quiet enough, as Tony seemed to hear.

"You put CAMERAS in MY COMPANY?!" Tony looked a mixture of anger and shock, I sheepishly nodded and replied.

"Technically, it was half of my company as well... Ooh, that reminds me," the words left my mouth as I whipped out my phone to see if I could find the footage I wanted. I rumbled through the last few hours of footage until I came across the thing I wanted. "Aha! I think you'll forgive me once you see this," I say, turning my phone around to face the rest of the Avengers and pressing play.

I watched as they watched the video I caught of Loki being smashed around by the Hulk. I saw Nat give Bruce a clap on the shoulder as if to say 'well done' while everyone else laughed. "Do you think I should show this to Loki? Let him relive the event?"

Thor then spoke up, "I suppose my brother would benefit from being brought down a peg or two." He seemed to approve so I stood up, swivelling around and making my way back over to Loki.

"Here, look at one of your best moments." I shoved the phone in his view and left it there, watching him watch it in horror, flinching when he saw himself get hurt. I quickly retracted the phone once I heard 'puny god' and put it to sleep. "I think I'm going to keep that forever," I smirked at him then returned to the Avengers.

"You must send that to me," Nat said, smiling widely, I nodded.

"Sure thing... In fact, I'll send it to all of you, just for funsies. Except for Thor, do you even have an email address?"

Thor looked baffled and the rest of the group chuckled and ate shawarma together as if we had not just had a rollercoaster of a day. I sat back and watched them with happiness, feeling a sense of home for the first time in a long time.

We were all eating comfortably when a voice rang out, and of course, it was none other than my annoying brother, "can someone please cover her up? She looks like a Fourth of July hooker!" He gestured to me and my signature move of rolling my eyes was accompanied by a sigh but then a smirk went onto a face.

"Well maybe it was especially for Cap on his birthday, that's the Fourth of July right?" I turned to Steve, a mischievous smirk gracing my beautiful face, raising my eyebrow for him to answer the question I knew the answer to.

He nodded but didn't say a word, a large blush covered his face, "I think Tony is right, you should be covered up, although I don't agree with his second point," he gave a dirty look to Tony and I smiled, boys being boys.

I gave a sigh and sat back in my chair, "Scarecrow, I'm fine, a girl can be dressed like this and not be a hooker," I was going to go on but Thor just put his large cloak on me, and suddenly feeling the warmth I snuggled further into it, using it as more of a blanket, "mmmm, this is warm," I closed my eyes. It was extremely warm and snuggly. I heard a few chuckles and just ignored them.

"Did you just call Cap 'Scarecrow'?" The voice was from someone I had not met yet in person, I turned to the culprit and found Hawkeye, or Clint as I knew he was.

"Yep, Clint, can I call you Clint?" A small nod came from him, a bit dumbfounded that I knew his name, "oh don't be worried, I know a lot of things I'm not supposed to, like how to beat Black Widow in a fight," I smirked as a shriek of 'Cahya!' came from the Black Widow herself.

I smiled an innocent smile, "what's wrong, Nat? I did beat you," I said with a way too innocent look. She just scowled.

"Well, we all know you can't actually fight, although you have yet to tell me how you did beat me." I smiled innocently and then sat back in my new blanket and sighed.

I looked at her with a new smile, a sheepish one, "yeah, you're right, I just can analyse how people fight and learn how to beat them... But the skills don't work on other people so unless I have footage or records of you fighting, I stand no chance at beating you," I looked at Nat with a small smile. "But I can still kick your butt any day!" My confidence came back and Nat smirked as well.

"Oh, is that a challenge?"

"Definitely."

"Well, I accept,"

"Let's go, right here, right now."

"Cahya!" A new voice interrupted our little sparring of the tongues, I looked over to Tony, of course, it was him.

"Tooooonyyyyy, why do you always have to ruin my fun?" I said, a pout gracing my lips, looking at him with annoyance.

He just smiled back at me, one of those too innocent smiles that you know is fake, "because I'm your big brother, that's what we do."

I turned to Loki, "I understand your pain," I could feel Tony roll his eyes at me but I just turned and smiled brightly at him, "you know I love you really, bro," he gave me a dismissive wave but I knew he probably liked that I said it.

It was then that the team departed, Thor took Loki by the elbow, leading him quite forcefully out of the Shawarma place, and into the street. We made our way to a less destroyed part of New York so that we could say our goodbyes.

I took off Thor's cape to give it back to him but he refused, "No, thank you, Lady Stark, we have tailors on Asgard who can easily make me another one, and Tony might just try to attack me again if I let you take that off in what you're wearing, keep it." I shrugged the heavy fabric back onto my shoulders, it drowned me and made me look like a toddler playing dress-up but it was warm and snuggly so I didn't mind.

They were given the Tesseract, and Loki begrudgingly took one end of it, and just before they did a 'beam me up, Scotty' with it, I noticed Loki slightly bow to me, I smiled and nodded back to him in recognition. Then they disappeared in a light show that looked like a thousand rainbow fireflies were dancing around them, honestly, it looked beautiful.

Once they were gone, I walked over to Steve, making a rather difficult walk as I tried not to trip over the cloak wrapped around my shoulders, I sadly did not manage to not fall over but thankfully Steve with his super soldier reflexes caught me and stood me up.

"So I guess there's no moving to Washington with you..." I said, trying to break the awkwardness. He smiled a bright dazzling smile that just could take even the saddest people out of their bad moods.

"Yeah, but I'll visit you, in Stark Tower," he said, turning to look at it, still visible among the New York skyline, I chuckled.

"I think you mean Avengers Tower, I'm rebranding it... Tony is a bit full of himself but that A that is left on the tower gave me the idea. It should be a good hub for you all to meet and do Avenger-y things." I light chuckle left his lips and made the sky just seem a bit bluer. I was captured by his laugh until he began to speak.

"Avenger-y? And I think you mean somewhere for us to meet up, you are definitely an Avenger too." He smiled down at me because I was very much shorter than him so he wasn't exactly going to smile up at me. I smiled back at him and let out a light laugh.

"No thank you, I like not being an Avenger, so much less pressure. But maybe I could be like the manager for the Avengers? I could work with SHIELD to get you missions and stuff... If Nick will ever forgive me for leaving... He really wanted me to be an agent." My mind trailed off to an angry Nick who seemed let down by my departure. Even if he sounded lighthearted with his laugh earlier on the phone, he couldn't be that happy right?

"Alright then, manager sounds good. I guess I'll see you around. I'll be in New York another week, and then I'm going back to DC." He smiled his lighthearted smile and it seemed like the weight of the world was gone from his shoulders.

I reached up to him and hugged him around his shoulders, which was quite difficult given his height, but he returned the hug by slipping his hands around my torso, "I will miss you, Scarecrow, don't forget me while you're gone," I whispered into his ear before letting go. He promptly got on his motorcycle and left.

I turned around and realised that everyone else had a ride but me. I rolled my eyes and trudged back towards Avengers Tower. It had been a long day.