Tony:

Tony did not like animals.

He used to, his mom got him a puppy for his birthday once, but it knocked over all his inventions and urinated all over his bed. He gave it to Rhodey. It was for the best anyways. It wasn't that he didn't like it, Tony just had too much stuff to own pets. The dog didn't get as much attention and care a dog should have had, and half of the time Jarvis was taking care of it anyways. Tony was just too busy to pay any attention to the dog.

So I guess you could say Tony just didn't care for animals.

So naturally, he didn't care for Goose.

After Fury left, he eyed Goose suspiciously. The beast just continued to gulp down the food Maria had poured her.

"How am I gonna break this to the team?" Tony sighed, rubbing the side of his face. Goose continued to polish off her dinner. "We can't keep a cat… half of us aren't even in the Compound half of the time. And people are attacking us every other day…"

Goose stopped eating for a moment to look at him.

Tony grumbled. "Friday? Ask the Avengers to meet me in the living room."

"Of course."

…

"So," Tony clapped his hands together. "I'm sure you're all wondering why there's a cat here."

The Avengers nodded.

"Did Peter bring back a stray again?" Natasha eyed the kitty. "I'll call up a shelter."

"Nope," Tony shook his head. "It's Fury's."

The entire team stared at him. Goose leapt gracefully from the couch to where Wanda was sitting and started sniffing her leg. Wanda shifted uncomfortably.

"So what you're saying is," Sam said slowly, "Fury. The terrifying one-eyed spy that keeps more secrets than Nat and would kill you with one glance if you put one toe out of line… has an adorable tabby cat."

"Apparently," Tony confirmed.

"That's strange." Natasha stared at the cat. "Even for Fury."

"How did we not know about this?" Clint was perched on top of a chair as if to avoid the cat from touching him.

"Here's a better question, how are we going to keep this cat alive? Most of us are unstable and doing dangerous things on a daily basis," Bucky said.

"We could get Peter to take care of it?" Steve suggested.

"I don't know about that," Vision butted in. "Director Fury wouldn't have us take care of Goose unless he had a good reason. He could have gotten someone else, maybe a fellow agent or a friend, but he trusted us with her, knowing what we do. Perhaps we should just let this be."

Wanda nodded. The rest of the Avengers murmured in agreement.

Tony sighed. "Ok fine. Just keep the thing away and out of the lab."

…

"Friday, who let the cat in my lab?"

"She seemed to have gone through the vents, sir," she hummed.

Tony sighed and set down his wrench. He stared down at Goose, who jumped onto the table to stare back at him.

"Ok, whaddaya want, you little monster?"

Goose didn't answer, and instead turned her attention to the hologram of Sam's new wings floating nearby. She looked on in interest, and crouched.

Tony snorted. "You know that's not a real bird, right?" he watched as Goose pounced and soar through the hologram.

Goose glared at the hologram. She wasn't one to be tricked and have the culprit get away with it. She didn't blame the wings, she knew they were fake. She pinned the blame on the only other one who was in the room: Tony Stark. So she got revenge in the only way she knew: making a mess.

"Whaaaat are you doing," Tony watched her jump back onto the table. She walked right up to Butterfingers… and knocked him over.

"HEY!" Tony shouted, running over to catch the robot before he fell. Butterfingers let out a whir of displeasure.

"No no no STOP!" Tony frantically tried to shoo Goose away. Dum-E tried to help by batting at her, but of course the cat paid them no mind. She knocked aside a few tools and tried to squeeze into one of his Iron Man suits.

Next thing you know, that Iron Man suit started flying, spinning around the room and knocking things everywhere with a cat squeezed into the helmet. Dum-E was set on fire and Peter's Iron Spider Suit was thrown at a wall. Tools were everywhere.

Tony grabbed a nearby fire extinguisher and sprayed it everywhere.

"Friday, can you shut down the suit?" Tony yelled, chasing after the suit.

"Negative, sir," she said.

"What! Why?!" Tony grabbed the arm of the suit, clumsily trying to drag it back to it's post. "How is this stupid feline controlling the suit anyways?!" The arm was raised to point at Tony and the center of the hand glowed. "Oh n-"

Tony was blasted all the way across the lab. Luckily, the settings were on non-lethal.

Tony dropped to his knees in defeat. Goose decided she was done playing in Tony's lab and climbed out of the suit. She strutted back through the open vents and vanished.

Yeah. Tony did not like animals.