Thanks so much everyone for reviewing/favoriting/following! You guys keep me going! Here is the third installment...hopefully there will be an update at least once a week now, barring any writer's block, so yay for that. This chappie edited by the lovely Arrows the Wolf. ^^

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"The next game we're forced to play is called Two Line vocabulary. This is for Tony, Steve and Clint - now, Tony can say whatever he darn well pleases, but Steve and Clint will be given two lines each as all they can say through this whole stupid scene. Steve your lines are: 'How does that work?' and, 'Avengers, assemble!' Clint, you've got: 'I really don't think that's a good idea.' and 'Quiet or I'll shoot!' The setting for the scene is this, Steve and Clint have just entered Tony's electronics store -you're welcome- when aliens attack. Go."

"Can I help you two gentlemen?" Tony asks as he steps up to the other two, his hands clasped behind his back. Steve was standing there, looking thoughtfully down at something with one hand curled around his chin. Clint had his arms crossed over his chest, idly glancing about the 'shop.'

"How does that work?" Steve asks, glancing at Tony and then pointing in front of himself to some invisible, supposed object.

"Oh, that thing?" Tony asks, turning towards where Steve pointed with a grin. "That, my friends, is the latest, state-of-the-art, indestructible, best-of-the-best... blender. It also makes phone calls."

"I really don't think that's a good idea," Clint spoke up, from his current position of peering over Steve's shoulder with one brow raised.

"It's actually rather simple, see-" Tony starts, but then he pauses, quickly turns around and gapes. "Aliens! Attacking my store!"

"Avengers, assemble!" Steve shouts, one fist pumped up in the air, and then he leaps forward.

"Quiet or I'll shoot!" Clint jumped in right after Steve, positioning his hands as if he were holding his bow and had an arrow notched, aiming to something off Steve's left.

"Wait, wait, wait - they're only attacking the video section of the store. Maybe all they're after is some better recording tech."

"How does that work?" Steve questioned, his arm up as if his shield were strapped to it, as he glanced back curiously towards Tony but otherwise didn't move.

"Uh, would take too long to explain to you." Tony said after a second, waving a dismissive hand in the air. "Nice that you're curious though. But maybe I can talk to those aliens, if they ask nicely I could give them some nice tech."

"I really don't think that's a good idea." Clint spoke up, glancing nervously between Tony and the 'aliens,' though he lowered his 'bow' a fraction of an inch or so.

"Avengers, assemble!" Steve then proclaimed, and pointedly nodded between Tony and the aliens, motioning with his 'shield,' as if encouraging Tony to go and try to talk - they'd have his back.

"Okay, well here I go." Tony started forward, then paused and looked back at Clint. "Well Feathers, are you coming? I need a look out!"

Clint stepped forward and aimed his 'bow,' arrow still notched, at Tony. "Quiet or I'll shoot!"

"Fine, fine," Tony said, raising his hands, palms up and out. "I'll be quiet as we're sneaking up to the attacking aliens, but I have to speak in order to know what they want."

"I really don't think that's a good idea," Clint said, shaking his head, his voice a little lower than normal.

"What, you want me to try and talk to them silently?" Tony asked, affronted, putting his hands on his hips. Steve, who was walking backwards towards the two to make sure there were no aliens on their tail, whispered over his shoulder with an incredulous tone,

"How does that work?"

"My point exactly!" Tony said, not exactly a shout but definitely not a whisper, opening one hand to wave in Steve's direction with a nod. "Now -and I can't believe I'm saying this- we need to quit stalling and get to those aliens. Let's go."

"Avengers, assemble!" Steve added, from his position still at the back, though he had temporarily turned to shout that out.

"Yes, you already said that." Tony said quite calmly as Clint turned and aimed his 'bow' at Steve. "And yes, you'll shoot him if he's not quiet - we know." Clint then proceeded to sag his shoulders and pout at Tony, 'cause his line was stolen. Tony smirked and rolled his eyes, Steve just shook his head and continued to cover their backsides. Then Tony held out his arm to stop them, then motioned for everyone to huddle up. "All right, now, the aliens are being quiet for the moment so there's no need to shoot them just yet - and Rogers, we're already assembled here so no need to give the call. Here's the plan-"

"I really don't think that's a good idea." Clint whispered, shaking his head sagely. Steve had to nod his agreement. Tony coming up with a plan of attack - probably not gonna end well.

"Oh hush. They're attacking my place so I get the say in this. Clint, we'll get you a ladder so you can climb it and have a sort of perch to shoot from," Tony spoke, looking at Clint, whom had narrowed eyes as he stared at Tony. "And Steve, you'll sit back here and try to get a hold of Thor, maybe he knows how to communicate with these guys. First, though, I'm gonna fly in an' see if they know any English."

Steve frowned deeply and said, while shaking his head, "How does that work?" emphasizing the word, 'that' as he spoke.

"I really," Clint stressed this word, "don't think that's a good idea."

"Ye with little faith." Tony sighed, seeming to be disappointed in his teammates, but then the buzzer sounded. Steve and Clint looked rather relieved, where Tony actually looked - what, a little disappointed? Really? "Well, that was fun." Tony said, clapping his hands together as the three returned to their seats. "What's next?"

"Are there really blenders that can also make phone calls?" Steve asked, looking curiously at Tony as they sat back down, his expression concerned.

"Not that I know of, yet. However, I could make one." Tony answers, the wheels already starting to turn in his mind.

"Please don't." Natasha puts in, to which Tony pouts.

"Spoil sport." And somewhere deep in the audience, Pepper Potts sighs with relief.

"A thousand points each," Fury said as he wrote something down. "Though I'm being generous, 'cause you were all kinda weak there." Nat nodded her agreement, receiving a glare from Clint which she pointedly ignored. Also ignored was Tony's whining that it was the best yet, 'cause he got to talk the most. And owned as well as was about to save an electronics store. 'Cause if it were owned by him, it had to be cool. Fury cut in with, "On to the next game..."

Hopefully y'all enjoyed this one, I had a lot of fun writing it. Please lemme know what'cha thought! Oh! Also, Thor and Loki will be in the next one, so stay tuned. ;)