Hai guise :3 sorry. Just forget I ever did that. Anywho, here's part two. I'm gonna be gonna be gone on a vacation for a few days, so I won't update for a week or longer. But I hope this keeps ya busy! Since she promoted my story, I'll promote hers. Go check out 'Why the Avengers shouldn't text' by electracait. So funny! And Birdy is in the last chapter! Okay, I'll let you read now!

Tony's POV

"Birdy!" Natasha dashed around me and held her hands out to Birdy, pulling her up to her feet. "Are you okay?" Birdy was still staring wordlessly at me, her icy blue eyes huge.

"I can't believe it..." She turned her gaze on Natasha. "You're Black Widow!" She looked over at Clint. "So you're Hawkeye!" She put her hands in her hair. "I'm talking to half of the Avengers!" I laughed with a roll of my eyes.

"Talking to them will get old after a bit," I said. Natasha frowned and looked at me.

"Tony, take her to headquarters. We have to alert the others."

"W-why do you need to take me?" Birdy asked blankly.

"You've seen all this," Clint said. "We can't let you let that slip out." She nodded shakily. "Now, Tony, take her away." She turned to me with her eyebrows pulled together. I grinned.

"Ready?" I asked. I didn't wait for whatever her answer might be. I grabbed her around her waist and up we went. She screamed, and I could tell she grabbed onto my hands, though I couldn't feel it through the iron. I smiled slightly.

"Holy shit!" she screeched as we flew. I laughed.

"You get used to it," I said, grinning. She screamed again.

Birdy's POV

"Are we there yet?" I yelled over the sound of the wind.

"Obviously," Tony called back, "since we're still in midair." I rolled my eyes, but then he said, "It's right there." I looked down and saw a large building. Tony flew down and landed on a balcony, letting go of me. I stumbled before falling. Being on my feet was suddenly so unfamiliar to me. Tony laughed as he stepped onto something or other, and it began stripping the suit off him.

"Where are we?" I asked, getting back to my feet shakily.

"Headquarters," answered Tony. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever..." I looked around. There was a black velvet couch with matching chairs on a deep red carpet. A huge flat-screen was mounted on one wall, and the other wall was plain windows. On the other side of the room, there was a step up, and it was dark wood floor with a bar on it. Tony, now un-Iron Man, was walking to the bar.

"Want a drink?" he asked casually.

"Uh...sure."

"What'll it be?"

"Anything strong." I sat on a bar-stool and nervously tucked my hair behind my ear. Then I thought of something. "Hey...is everyone here? Like, Captain America and Thor?"

"The Capcicle is off somewhere else and Thor is in the sky," he replied. "But as soon as they get word of all this, they'll be here in a jiff."

"They're here now." I looked around and saw four men and a woman walking towards us. I knew two of them. The others I knew by fame. The man that spoke continued, "And don't call me Capcicle."

"Oh my gosh..." I covered my mouth with my hand. "Oh. My. Gosh. You're the Avengers!" I laughed out loud from happiness and shock. "Oh, wow, the Avengers are here!"

"We live here, miss," said the one I knew was Captain America. I also knew him to be Steve Rogers, since Jett talked about him so much. I squeaked slightly.

"Oh, wow, you're Captain America...can I have your autograph for my godson? He's crazy about you!"

He smiled. "I'd be glad to, miss. Just as soon as we sort everything out."

"What is there to sort out?" Tony walked around the bar and handed me a glass of scotch. "We have a hot girl living here with us. She can share a room with me. No problems at all." He took a drink of his alcoholic beverage of some sort.

"Yeah, problem," I said. "I'm not sharing a room with you."

"We have plenty of spare rooms," one of the other guys said, "don't worry. You don't have to share with this guy." He nodded at Tony.
"Thanks, Bruce," said Tony with a roll of his dark brown eyes. "You're a great friend." Bruce shrugged and looked at me.

"I'm Bruce Banner," he added to me, smiling.

"Birdy Kardynal," I replied.

"Before you ask," Tony interjected, "her real name isn't Birdy."

"Yes," said the man that was obviously Thor, "because that was the only thing going through our minds right now. Not the fact that we may have people attempting to kill us. No, just this lady's first name." Steve looked down bashfully.

"It was the only thing you were thinking about, wasn't it, Rogers?" Natasha asked.

"Maybe," he mumbled.

Tony's POV

"This'll be your room," I announced to Birdy, opening the door to it. She stepped in and looked around.

"Okay, thank you." Her phone rang. "Oh, hang on a sec." She pulled out an old phone and flipped it open, answering, "Vote for Birdy...oh, hey, Lunaire!...yeah, I'm great! You?...oh, silly Jett...no, I'm not gonna buy him from you!" She laughed and glanced at me. "Hang on, Tony." She returned to the phone. "Hey, Lu, I gotta run...yeah, I'm standing in front of Iron Man...why would I joke about that? Really, he's here...yes, so is Captain America...I'll get the autograph. I promise. Love you too. Bye." She hung up. "Sorry. That was my best friend."

"She a Captain America fan?" I asked.

"Her son is," she corrected me. "Anyway, now what?"

"Two options," I said. "I could give you a tour, or you could take up my offer to have sex." She rolled her eyes.

"Let's go." She pushed past me and grabbed my sleeve, pulling me down the hall.

"Which one are you saying we're doing?" I smirked.

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