If you've never had Tim Tams, you haven't lived. If you've never had a Tim Tam slam, you're really missing out

Tim Tams. Steve had come across them before on the trip in a convenience store in Sydney. But he'd never tried one before.

Now here, in the small lodge in Freycinet National Park in Tasmania, did he finally decide to eat one. They were small, chocolate wafers coated in chocolate. Reaching for the platter in the buffet line, he put two on his plate and moved on.

"You want to try something really cool?" A young waitress, Brittany, asked Steve. "It's a bit of a tradition in Australia with the Tim Tams."

"Sure." Steve shrugged. If it was a local tradition, then why not?

"Pour a hot beverage, coffee, tea, whatever works." Brittany instructed. Steve poured himself some chamomile tea. "Now you have to bite off opposite corners of the Tim Tam, like so." She picked a Tim Tam from the platter, and took off one corner, then the opposite one. "Finally, you put the Tim Tam into the drink, and suck the liquid up through the cookie until you can taste it. Then quickly, you shove the entire cookie in your mouth and enjoy!" Brittany poured a cup of coffee, placed her cookie in it, made a sucking motion with her mouth, then stuffed it. She smiled, her cheeks full of the melted cookie.

Steve followed Brittany's instructions and example. When he ate the cookie, it was like heaven. The chocolate was warm and gooey, and the cracker had absorbed some of the tea, adding flavor. When he swallowed, he grabbed enough Tim Tams for his friends, thanked Brittany for introducing him to this amazing tradition, and ran off to tell the other Avengers.

"Guys, guys, you have to try this!" Steve practically shouted. "It's called a Tim Tam slam, everyone needs to try it."

Before the others could protest, Steve put a Tim Tam on each of their plates.

"Go get some tea or coffee or something warm." Steve instructed. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

The others were very disturbed by Steve's actions. He never got excited about anything, not even Supernatural. Nevertheless, they figured if Steve is this happy about it, it must be good. They got up and grabbed a mug of something hot and returned to the table.

"Great, now you need to bite off opposite ends of the cookie, like this." Steve did so, the others mirroring him. "Now use it as a straw to suck up the liquid in your cup. As you start to taste the liquid, shove the cookie in your mouth. It's totally delicious!" And Steve shoved the Tim Tam in his mouth. He thought it was good the first time, but this time, with coffee, was totally different. The coffee had a different flavor, and it melted the chocolate more. He had to experiment with other hot drinks.

"Mmmm, wow. This is good." Natasha said. "I'm getting another."

"I wonder what would happen if I used alcohol instead?" Tony wondered. Bruce facepalmed.

"This cookie, I like it...ANOTHER!" Thor shouted, and raced to the buffet line to grab more.

"Do they sell Tim Tams at home?" Clint asked. "Because I think we've found a new snack."

"I'll look when we get back." Steve said.

Loki covered his ears. "No, don't talk about leaving, we still have a few days."

"Yeah, what are we doing these last few days?" Clint asked. "We've been diving, hiking, surfing, bridge climbing, biking, zip lining, we went kayaking this morning, what's left?"

"Well, we drive into Hobart tomorrow, we'll stop along the way at some historic places."

"You mean like that lame log that we stopped to see in Campbell town?" Tony asked.

"No, if you must know, we are stopping at a historic bark mill, a winery, and a wildlife sanctuary." Steve replied.

"Oh, woo hoo, a bark mill." Tony said sarcastically. "Wake me up for the winery, though."

Steve rolled his eyes. "After that, we're going to shop at this market in Hobart, then drive down to Port Arthur and take a ghost tour. And Tony, Loki, please don't turn this into that Edinburgh ghost tour, alright?"

Tony and Loki shared a look. "No promises."

"And that's our last night. We leave…" Steve sighed, "we leave at 4 am the next morning. Barring any delays, we should be back in New York at about 10:00 at night Sunday."

"After being gone for 2 weeks, I think home will be a welcome sight." Bruce concluded.

"So what happens if there are delays?" Tony asked.

"I don't even want to think about that." Steve replied. That's the last thing he wanted to worry about.