A.N. Thanks to all who have reviewed and followed and favorited! I really do appreciate it! :) I know that this story is short, but it just came to me. It's kind of a follow-up to L4J's Chapter 2. And thanks to L4J for the awesome title! Enjoy.

"It's a Bird, It's a Plane, It's… an Audi?"

"Let me get this straight," Steve said exasperated. "You, once again, somehow managed to get your car into the living room, with no way of knowing how you got it up here? Again?"

"Um, incorrecto Big Blue," Tony answered. "I know exactly how it happened this time. J.A.R.V.I.S., if you would?"

Video footage came on the screen, showing the room before its imminent destruction. How the screen wasn't destroyed too was anybody's guess.

Clint, Steve, and Tony all stared at the screen, waiting for something to happen. They waited…and waited…and waited…

Steve was about to turn around and leave when all of a sudden *BAM!* The car (in the video) crashed through the glass windows, shattering all of them, spewing glass everywhere and destroying anything and everything in its path. The car however, managed to land upright, without so much of a scratch on it. Steve stared at the screen, stunned beyond belief.

"Two words: Car catapult." Was all Tony said.

"What on Earth made you possibly think that – !"

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," Tony interrupted.

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing, while Clint just chuckled. "How the heck did you even clean up this mess without any of us noticing?"

As if to answer Steve's question, a bunch of miniature robots came out of no less than a dozen hiding places and instantly went to work.

One swept up the glass; others worked on getting rid of any ruble; and a third group brought in new furniture, while the rest brought in new glass for the windows and set them up. In less than 30 seconds, the entire room looked brand new, like nothing had happened in there for months. The robots then returned to their various hiding places.

Both Steve and Clint gave Tony a look. "I may have 'borrowed' a few extra bots from Damage Control," Tony said sheepishly. "But in my defense, I did in fact pay for them." 'If a pile of cash and a note saying 'Here's for the bots. Signed, TS' counts as paying for them.' But Tony would keep that part to himself.

Steve slowly nodded his head (he was still getting used to the wonders of future technology and now, apparently, robot maids existed.). "Okay, I get that the room got fixed and all, but how is it that the car didn't get damaged at all?"

Tony shrugged. "What can I say? Audi makes a good car."