Hello my lovely MCU fans! Thor is here...I wonder what trouble this will bring for Alli…*insert evil devil face here* Sorry it's a lot shorter but I had a good cliff hanger ending (my sincerest apologies to DreamsAreMagical) Thank you for your reviews, favorites, and follows! Enjoy chapter four!

Chapter Four: Thunder God

"Alli, stop fidgeting," Sam ordered me.

"Yeah, but what if he finds out?" I asked. "This is freaking Captain America, for God's sake. Member of the Avengers and all that jazz."

"He's not gonna find out unless you tell him," Sam told me.

"I'm an Enhanced!" I cried. "What if he just knows?"

"He won't," Sam said. "Calm down."

I groaned and left the room. Once I was sure the windows were all closed, I shifted into the form of a cat, the most calming thing I could think of. I paced back and forth, and then joined Sam in the living room again.

To my immense surprise, he was already talking with Steve Rogers.

Steve startled when he saw me. "I didn't know you had a cat," he says. Sam's eyes widened.

"Yeah, this is...this is Alli. My...my cat," Sam said nervously.

"Meow," I said.

"Nice to meet you," Steve said, giving me a pat on the head. I turned and walked back out of the room. I shifted back into human form and walked back into the living room.

"Hello," I said. "You must be Steve."

Steve smiled. "Hey. I just met your cat."

I glared at Sam.

"Yeah," I said. "Our cat."

"What's wrong?" Steve asked. "And hey, what's your name?"

"Allison," I said. "But you can call me Alli."

"Wasn't that the cat's name?" Steve asks, frowning slightly.

"About that," Sam said. "She is the cat."

And that was it. My secret was out. Allison Wilson, sister of Sam Wilson, is the famed Shifter, and human who changes her form at will. Stopping crimes every other day in Washington, D.C., until I was found out. Now I'm an Avenger.

I take a deep breath. I'm in the same situation now. Very anxious and very fidgety that I'm going to be found out. But this time, it's much more important. This could literally be a case of life or death-Thor's been having some self-control issues lately.

I hear a slamming noise outside Stark Tower. "He's here!" Tony cries. I look up as Thor enters the room, swinging his hammer back and forth.
"It's an Asgardian! Everybody run!" Rhodey screams, flinging his hands into the air. Clint rolls his eyes. Everyone rushes to Thor, glad to see him. He frowns slightly when he notices the absence of so many.

"Where is everyone?" he asks.

"Nat is on a mission, Wanda is sick, Sam, Steve, and Bucky went for a vacation," I recite. "How are you?" Best tactic ever, especially with Thor. Direct the conversation back to himself. We sit down to dinner. Sadly, there is no fish. Or ham. Or chicken. Probably because I gave it all to the zoo that's started upstairs.

We make idle chatter throughout the meal. Everything goes perfectly smooth.

Until Bucky decides to show up halfway through dinner. He comes padding down the stairs, licking his lips.

"What's this?" Thor says as soon as he sees the cat.

"This is Pig," I say, swallowing hard. "He's a stray I adopted."

"Pig?" Thor says, raising his eyebrows. "What a strange name for a cat. Do you have any fish?"

I shake my head. "Someone ate it all," I say. "There was none when I checked this afternoon." This is very untrue. Thor raises his eyebrows higher. Bucky meows. He's disguised his metal arm-er, paw-with some sort of paint. I can still see bits of metal shining through, but my time spent as animals has perfected my senses. I doubt the others have noticed.

I glare daggers at him. As soon as I get away from the others, he's a dead man-I mean, cat.

"So, Pig," Thor says. "Do you like Stark Tower?"

I want to slam my head on the table. Being a god, Thor can understand animals...or can he? Was he just making small talk? With a cat? I nearly laugh at the thought. A god making small talk with a cat. I must be going crazy.

"Yes," Bucky says. "It's quite nice." My eyes shoot daggers at Bucky, who sits down and licks his non-metal paw.

Thor looks straight at me. "That's good," he says. "He sounds like Bucky."

"One of the reasons I took a liking to him," I say.

Whatever Thor was about to say next is lost as we hear a giant "AGAIN?!" from upstairs. I have to literally hold my head up to prevent myself from slamming it on the table.

"What was that?" Clint asks, looking utterly surprised.

"Oh," I say. "Um…" Of course, they can't understand what Sam is saying. They're probably hearing a bunch of falcon screeches.

"SHUT UP! THEY'RE GONNA HEAR US!" Steve barks back. I nearly do slam my head on the table. Bucky just looks slightly amused.

"Why is there a dog?" Tony asks.

"It's nothing," I say. "It probably just got in through the balconies or something. I'll go handle it."

I leave the room. As I go, I see Bucky jump up onto my chair and make himself comfortable.

I hurry up the stairs as fast as I can. Sam's door is ajar. Inside, I see he and Steve having an epic battle. An epic Mario Kart battle.

"Dude!" Sam says. "How are you doing that? You don't even have thumbs!"

Steve glances towards the door. His tail stops wagging and droops.

"We're dead," he whispers to Sam, noticing the murderous gleam in my eyes.
"H-hey, sis," Sam says. "What's up…"

"I am going to kill you," I whisper.

"Please don't," Steve whimpers.

I groan. "They're all going to know! Do you want me dead?"

"No?" Sam says uncertainly.

"Just...be quiet!" I snap. I turn to back downstairs, almost letting the door slam shut behind me.

When I return, Bucky is still on my chair. But he and Thor are making conversation.

"Alli!" Thor says when he sees me. "Pig was just telling me all about-"

"Thor," I interrupt, gritting my teeth. "Could you...maybe...possibly...talk in the hallway for a minute?" I jab my thumb at the hallway so he knows it isn't a request.

"Of course," Thor says.
"Come on, Pig," I say. Bucky hisses at the table and follows me into the hall. I scoop him up. Thor closes the door behind him.

"Are you planning on telling them you got Bucky Barnes turned into a cat?" Thor asks.

"She didn't just get me turned into an animal," Bucky says.

"Shut up!" I say to him. He swivels his head to look at me.

"That's for naming me Pig," he says sweetly. He adjusts himself so his metal arm is sticking out. I groan, because I had totally forgotten about that.

"Why did you name him Pig?" Thor asks curiously. I groan again.

"Don't talk about that," I say. "I panicked."

"Are you gonna tell him you turned the rest of them into animals too?" Bucky asks.

"You turned the rest of them into animals?" Thor asks. I groan once more.

"It wasn't my fault!" I protest, glaring at Bucky. "You were there too!"

"She got the entire warehouse turned into animals," Bucky says to Thor, ignoring me.

"How many Avengers?" Thor asks, fighting back a smile.

"Sam, Steve, Wanda, and Nat," I say. I lower my voice. "You tell the others I'll smash your face in, Thunder God or no."

Thor chuckles. "I won't tell the others. I take your threats very seriously. Especially because I know you very much have the capability to, as you say, 'smash my face in'. Though I do have some ideas on how to turn them back…"
"And that would be?" Bucky asks. I raise an eyebrow skeptically. Thor grins.

"You two have never met my brother, have you?"