Super sorry for the delay, I've been really busy. But here's the next chapter! Sorry it's not longer but I promise the next one will be on time!

Also to BandGeekDrummer thanks for noticing the generation differences stuff. I wanted to make it really authentic and I had a lot of fun looking into old toys, it was so nostalgic for me! I grew up playing with my older cousins' toys and they were all kids in the 60s and 70s and so i had a lot of their old toys haha it was a lot of fun.

And thanks to everyone else for reading and reviewing!

There was a knock on the living room window as Clint made his way back to the kitchen. He peered around the corner curiously, remembering that they were dozens of stories up. To his surprise he saw a man floating outside of the window. At first glance the man was huge and reminded him of one of his brother's wrestling figurines, he was certainly dressed up enough to be one.

The flying man looked back at Clint curiously and unlatched the window from the outside, stepping in with a grace that contrasted heavily with his large frame.

"Would you be the little Hawk?" The man asked in a booming voice.

Clint felt his eyes widen and he backed away, he didn't like people yelling and he had no idea what the large man meant. He shook his head qickly.

The man raised a large hammer and rested it on his shoulder looking puzzled. "But I was told that you were Clint Barton made young. Was I told wrong?"

Still confused and a little scared, Clint shook his head. "I'm Clint." He said in a small voice.

The large man broke into a broad smile and dropped to one knee with his palm outstretched. "Pleased to meet you little Hawk. I am Thor, may friendship blossom between us. "

Clint took a tentative step forward and shook the man's hand. Thor's large palm folded over his in a surprisingly gentle manner.

"Are you a wrestler?" Clint asked shyly.

With a look of delighted surprise Thor threw back his head and laughed. "Nay, I am the God of Thunder and though my armor may remind you of your television warriors, I assure you that I could best any of them within mere seconds."

Not really understanding what had been said Clint cracked a grin and laughed a little. "Are you friends with Captain America?"

"I am indeed friends with the good captain."

Again the boy grinned, not quite understanding but feeling the tightness in his chest unwind. Thor seemed much less scary when he spoke and again, if he was friends with Captain America then he had to be alright.

"Pray tell, where is the man as we speak?"

Clint cocked his head to the side. "What?"

"Where is the Captain?"

Clint waved behind him. "He's in the kitchen. Want me to show you?"

Thor smiled widely. "Lead the way, young Hawk!"

They set off down the hall, Clint glancing over his shoulder repeatedly to check and see if Thor was still in a good mood. So far the near giant of a man had retained his good humor.

In the kitchen Steve stood up from the table. "I'm gonna go see what's taking Thor so long." He said.

A second later Clint and Thor appeared in the hall. Steve was startled to see Clint looking so comfortable with the god. He had feared that Thor's imposing figure would frighten the child. Instead Clint seemed almost excited. They boy climbed up into his seat and looked at the others to see how they greeted Thor.

The god settled into a chair and folded his arms on the table. "How has earth fared in my absence?" He asked.

Tony shrugged. "Good as ever, I guess."

Thor laughed. "Wonderful. And how have you been, little Hawk?"

Clint jumped slightly at being addressed. "What? Oh um," He looked up at the others. "Steve took me shopping." He said quickly.

Thor smiled and his eyes twinkled with amusement. "I hope much was accomplished."

"We did pretty well." Steve said, leaning back in his seat. "Got some real neat stuff."

Clint smiled and glanced up at Thor. "I got some new toys." He said.

Thor smiled yet again. "Very good. Perhaps I shall carve you a toy of magnificent quality later. My own gift to you."

Clint's face flushed with excitement. "You can make toys?" He asked.

Thor's grin widened even further. "Aye and I shall show you."

Clint's face turned even redder and he thanked him. Steve smiled and without thinking brushed a hand over the boy's head. Clint flinched slightly and then looked up guiltily. "Sorry." He said. With deliberation Steve drew his hand back and gave Clint a smile, trying to tell him it was alright.

They talked for a bit more before the boy's head began to droop and he finally put it down on his arms and dropped off to sleep.

Steve stood and scooped the him up. "I'll take him." He said, adjusting Clint on his hip.

Thor smiled kindly at the boy. "The young Hawk has quite a spirit." His eyes lingered fondly on Clint's sleeping face and he reached a hand out to brush his fingers over the back of his head. Clint shifted slightly and nuzzled his cheek against Steve's shoulder.

Steve smiled and there was a flash as Tony snapped a picture on his phone. He blinked and turned away. "Alright, alright. Just remember, he might see that when he gets back to normal."

Tony grinned at the phone. "Oh, I'm counting on it."
Steve carried Clint to his bedroom and deposited the boy on the bed while he stooped to pick up his pajamas. When he stood back up Clint had curled into the bed covers. With a small smile, Steve pulled off his socks, changed his shorts to pajama pants and with a little difficulty pulled the night shirt over his head. Clint mumbled something and then fell silent.

Pulling back the covers he slid the boy under and placed his new teddy bear next to him. Clint wrapped his arm around the bear and nestled in.

Steve drew back and couldn't help smiling again.

When he returned to the kitchen the others had filled Thor in on everything that had happened and the god was sitting with his fists clenched on the table. "Any man who would find pleasure in harming a child is no man at all." He said. "I should like to find the young Hawk's father and show him what true strength is."

"Gonna be kind of hard to do that." Tony said dryly. "He's dead."

Thor fell silent.

"Actually, I'm kind of surprised he wasn't scared of you." Steve said thoughtfully.

"When first we met he asked me if I was a wrestler. I assured him I could best any man he threw at me."

Again really sorry about the delay, I ended up going out with some friends Friday and then I started a new job (which is really great by the way) and then I had a whole bunch of tests in class. Anyway, I'll try to do better! Hoped you all liked Thor!

Hope you all enjoyed!