A/N: Just want to take a moment to say thank you to yall:) You're the only reason I keep updating these chapters so fast because I want to make you happy! Hope you enjoy this next chapter although it is short.
After Captain America's streaking, Tony being scared for life, and the teasing that happened yesterday, no one wated to talk about it again. All the incidents of yesterday had been forgotten. Now it was lunch time and the Avengers were hanging out in the kitchen in good moods. Thor was playing mother and made them lunch. He was dressed in a chef hat and apron as he was making himself some macaroni. No one would have assumed Thor could cook but he got better at it with Jane's help.
Bruce and Hawkeye were standing at the counter eating their sandwiches Thor had made for them. Steve was sitting down, happily shoveling his meat and potatoes into his mouth. He was just as surprised as everyone else that Thor knew how to cook and was very appreciative of Thor making him a wholesome meal. He might even dare say it was better cooking than any woman's from his times.
Thor notices Steve's empty glass. "Friend, Steve! Would you like me to refill your glass with juice?"
Steve looked up from his plate, his cheeks as big as chipmunks. "Yesh, please." He said with his mouth full.
Natasha walked into the kitchen just then but no one took any particular notice. They were all too busy stuffing their mouths and making their bellies happy. She headed to the freezer, opened it and grabbed the last popsicle. She un-wrapped the red, white, and blue popsicle and leaned against the counter, directly across from Steve, and started sucking on it.
Steve looks up at her from his plate and froze with his fork hovering in front of his mouth. The food on his fork falls into his lap but he doesn't even notice. Thor was still pouring juice into Steve's cup as they both stared at her distractedly. The cup overfills and a puddle started to form on the table. It spills over onto the floor but neither of them notices. They are both watching Natasha with their mouths agape as she licks her popsicle.
Just then Tony walks into the kitchen and slips on the puddle. He momentarily goes flying upwards, arms flailing out and he lands on his back with a groan, bringing down some pots and pans with him. Still Steve and Thor notice nothing. Thor is still spilling the juice onto the floor and it begins to fall on Tony, splashing onto his face and leaving an awkward wet spot on his pants. Tony see's what is going on from where he is laying on the floor and his eye twitches.
Bruce and Hawkeye are watching the scene play out from the counter. "It's like a car accident," Bruce says, "I just can't look away." Hawkeye isn't listening to him and is intently watching Natasha suck on the Popsicle. "I wanted the last popsicle." He pouts.
A/N: Yup, so there you go! Sorry it was so short. I plan on making the next chapter longer. Just letting you know that the story is almost over. Just one or two more chapters left. Some of the credit goes to a post I saw on tumblr that gave me the idea of the red, white and blue popsicle. Hope you enjoyed this chapter=)