Thor
This was not good. No not good at all. Thor raced through the halls, slamming classroom doors open and calling out his brother's name. His first day of midgardian school and he had already lost his own brother! What would Father think?
Thor shook the thought from his mind, trying to focus on finding Loki before he got into any trouble.
"Heimdall if you harbor any love for your future king please direct me in the way of my brother." Thor prayed, knowing that somewhere the god was listening or watching. The sound of mischevious laughter filled Thor's ears, directing him down the hall to his right.
"I do not know whether or not that was but many thanks Heimdall." The blond beamed, running in the direction of his brother's voice. He entered into a large space filled with books of all sorts, students sitting at tables by themselves and flipping through pages. The library. Thor wondered why he didn't check here first.
"Loki!" He called, cupping his hands around his mouth as he attempted to make his voice louder. A few choice people shushed him, glaring before turning back to their books.
'They dare shush the prince of Asgard!'
An old women, wrinkles dragging down her skin in saggy bags, walked over to him with a scowl on her thin lips.
'The hags of this realm are quite frightening.'
"Young man," she hissed, smacking the ruler she held against her weathered palm,"this is a library not a barn. You will be quite or you will leave understood?"
He wanted to teach the foolish old woman her place but he was on mission and couldn't be bothered with trivial things. Besides his father taught him to respect his elders, and boy was she his elder. He nodded his agreement and the librarian scowled, turning on her heel and mumbling about not getting paid enough.
Thor went back to his search, weaving in and between rows and columns while calling/whispering his brother's name.
"Loki I swear to the all father that if you do not reveal where you are hiding I will skin you and mount you on the mantel."
"That's quite the image." A familiar voice stated from above his head, sounding of silver bells. He looked up, tilting his head at Loki's posistion.
His michevious brother sat on top of the high bookshelf, lazily flipping through the pages of his spellbook. Thor let out a sigh of relief but he couldn't really say he was surprised. Loki had always loved the library at home, always skipping their combat lessons and other such things to read. Thor didn't get it. The blond frowned at his brother, crossing his arm over his chest.
"Brother you cannot just run off by yourself."
"Do not worry so much, what's done is done as they say on this stupid planet." Loki muttered, with an annoyed flick of his wrist.
"Are you angry at me brother?" Thor asked thoughtfully. He may not have been the observant person but Thor was no fool. He knew something wrong with his brother, from the slight twitch of his ebony eyebrow to the slight quirk of his lip every so often.
Loki sighed, closing his book in a fluid motion, turning his emerald gaze to Thor.
"No brother, I love this planet and all it's inhabitants. I just like being the center of attention." Thor frowned at his sarcasm. In a poof of theatric smoke Loki was beside him, spellbook clasped firmly in his grasp.
"Come, let us go." Loki sighed, heading towards the door.
"We can eat in here if you'd prefer Loki." Thor offered, he knew his brother was uncomfortable in crowded areas and this place seemed to all be crowded areas. Loki stopped, looking over his should at his brother with a skeptical look as if had misheard.
"Really?"
Thor nodded,"Yes, if it's what you want brother. I will go collect the food and you stay here. Do not get yourself into trouble." He warned, running out of the library.
"Walk young man!"
He slowed himself to a walk, a scowl curving onto his features. He really didn't like that woman.
Tony
If you were wondering, yes Tony's day was going good until now. Again, until now. Long story short, lunch was a freaking zoo. Flock after flock of groupies and wannabes flooded towards him, all wanting to be his friend or to just get a glimpse of the 'Tony Stark'. He nearly vomited...like twice. He couldn't take it, that's why he dragged Rhodey and Pepper from the chaos after he had thrown a couple of hundreds in the air in an attempt to distract the pack. It worked. Now the three sat together in the hall, silently munching on cafeteria food. Except Tony. He could last a few more hours without food, and he wasn't going to eat that stuff they called food.
"Augh, I'm sooooooo bored." Tony groaned, banging his head against the wall. No reaction. He stopped his assault to plop his head on Pepper's shoulder.
"Pepper entertain me." He pleaded, looking up at the redhead with big, brown eyes. Yeah, the eyes always worked.
"Nope." She deadpanned. He stopped the eyes with a frown. He turned to his other friend.
"Rhodey?"
"I don't think so Tony." The other boy sort of chuckled, probably noticing his obvious failure with Pepper. Tony sprawled out on the floor with a sound of frustration, knocking his head hard against the cool tile.
"Why do I hang out with you people?"
"You know I ask myself that same question everyday." Pepper quipped.
He dramatically clutched at his heart,"Ow. That hurts Pep, that really hurts. Why are you guys so boring anyway?"
"Well someone of us have to worry about our schoolwork Tony. We can't all be geniuses like you." Rhodey pointed out, taking a bite of his sandwich.
"Thank you." Tony said, batting his eyelashes at his friend.
"Rhodey's right Tony. This year looks like it'll be tough. I've already gotten assigned three projects due before the end of the six weeks."
Tony gave her a blank stare asking 'So?'.
She sighed,"I knew you wouldn't understand."
He hopped to his feet,You are right Peps I don't understand, and I hope I never will. I will leave you nerds to conspire or whatever it is nerds do. I'm going to the library."
He gasped dramatically, pointing at the two accusingly.
"Look what you two have done to me. I've been reduced to-Gulp-reading."
With a flick of his wrist in parting Tony turned on his heel, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Maybe he could find one of the latest science journals to keep himself busy with because let's face it, Tony was a bit of a nerd.
Bruce
'Sweet, the latest science journal.' Bruce thought with a small smile, pulling the journal from its spot on the rack and adding it to his steadily growing stack. Bruce was an avid reader. When he had no one science filled the gap in his heart. It was his light at the end of the tunnel, so logical and definate. It all made sense and had its place yet its possibilties were endless.
He picked up his stack, swaying a bit before getting a better grip and struggling over to a table. Sometimes he just wished for a little of the other guy's strength, just so he could actually do things like lift heavy text books.
"Here, let me help you with that." A kind voice said as his burden was lifted from his hands.
He warily smiled up at the blond with a red tipped mose carrying his books who smiled back down at him.
"Um, that's okay, I got it." He urged the other boy, reaching back for the books in the boy's hands. He knew he was just trying to help but Bruce knew it was in both their best interests if he just let him struggle with it.
The taller boy manuvered out off his reach, walking over to a table.
"No I insisit. I saw your knees knocking together with the strain and I thought I'd step in." He laughed. But the thing was it wasn't a cruel laugh, which was new for Bruce. It was good natured as if the two were old friends and sharing a past joke. So with this in mind Bruce allowed for the boy to carry his books. No matter how immasculating it sounded.
Steve
He could deny it no longer, today was the best day ever. He hadn't been picked on once, he made a friend(maybe two) and he had found a cool art book in the library. Yes today was a good day. But something was bothering him. It was this kid.
He was small, obviously too young for highschool or too small for his age, with sad looking brown eyes that had seen too much for such a small kid and it worried Steve. He had a strong urge to protect the boy, it was just part of his nature.
He set the boy's large stack of books on the table, smiling with satisfaction before hacking into the crook of his elbow.
"I'm Steve." He introduced, holding out his hand for a shake. The other boy smiled smally, a hinto of nervousness in his eyes.
"Bruce."
Steve felt giddy, another friend!(Because in his mind learning someone's name makes them your friend. Poor socially inept Steve.) He grinned, sitting down at the table across from the stack he had set down. Bruce looked at him skeptically but sat down across from him anyway, pulling the science journal in front of him and flipping it open. As the other boy read Steve looked through the stack of assembled books.
'Astrophysics? Quantum physics, radiology, Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde?' Steve thought, naming just a few of the books in the stack. This guy had a strange reading list.
"So..."Steve began awkwardly, despite his best intentions he still wasn't entirely sure how to interact with others yet. Bruce peeked up at him through his curly hair, waiting expectantly for him to continue.
"You look a little young for high school." Steve stated, absentmindedly twirled one of Bruce's books. The smaller boy smiled reasurringly.
"I'm small for my age."
"I believe it kid. But don't worry I'm not giant either. Ooh, the latest science journal." A new voice awed, plucking the journal from Bruce's small hand. Steve frowned at the newly arrived boy with messy brown hair.
"Hey, he was reading that." Steve protested, narrowing his eyes at the cocky looking boy. He raised an eyebrow at him, then grinned.
"Thanks for the observation blondy." He said with a smirk. He turned to Bruce, handing him back the journal and ruffling his curly hair.
"No harm done huh kid? Wouldn't want anymore emotional trouble loaded on after this morning." He commented, throwing himself into a chair at the head of the table, propping his feet up and grabbing one of Bruce's books, looking it over.
"I'm more of a tech man myself but I could get into some physics." He said, flipping the book open lazily.
Steve satred between the two boys who were reading, though he saw Bruce give ach of them a nervously glance while rolling and unrolling in shirt sleeve. These two sure were strange, but who was he to talk?
Natasha
The cafeteria was noisy. Much too noisy for her tastes, or for Clint's for that matter so they decided to move somewhere with the promise of silence. The library.
Natasha had to admit, at least to herself, as she moved through the tall bookselves that she missed reading. With her life on the helicarrier and her constant mission she didn't really have much time for it. Clint didn't care, he was more of a mindless videogame zombie anyway.
Her eyes scanned the seemingly endless shelf, fingers lightly tracing over the spines. She gazed up, watching as her partner silently moved along the tops of the shelves. He always liked high places, it was no surprise that he would wind up there. She wondered how he got up there in the first place. She shrugged it off, plucking a book from its hiding place.
"You coming hawk or are you gonna nest?" She asked with a smirk, looking up at him from his perch.
"Nest." He deadpanned, croaching.
She shrugged, turning on her heel and heading to the tables, leaving Clint to scan the area.
Natasha settled in on a chair, pulling her knees up to chest. She cracked open her book with a smile on her face, finally some quiet. Clint crashed onto the ground beside her, groaning as he rolled onto his back.
She raised an eyebrow at him,"What happened to you?"
He looked up at her, glaring at her with his blue eyes.
"Some prick thought it'd be funny to push me off the top of the shelf." He growled.
"Was it?"
"If it wasn't me yes."
A/N: The end of another chapter. So I don't know if I was the only one that was upset when Coleson died in the movie(my uncle told me before I saw it but I stilled cried. I love Coleson!) so not only is he alive in my story but I have a way to make him live forever! MWAHAHAHAHA! All will be explained in a few more chapters. In like chapter 10 or something but I'll hint at it in the upcoming chapters. Whoever guesses first gets a cookie! Okay not really but guess anyway. I'm curious to see your ideas.
-Watson