A/N: So yeah I'm not exactly doing the holidays in chronological order, sorry.

Steve walked into the tower after his morning jog, thinking about trying to figure out how to work the blender so he could make a smoothie. He had never had a smoothie, but he had heard Natasha talking about them, and seen her drinking them, and he guessed they looked alright.

As he walked towards the kitchen, he heard something crack under his foot. "What the...?" he said, looking under the soles of his running shoes to investigate.

An egg. He had stepped on a raw egg, and his shoe was coated with hard shell and gooey egg insides.

Steve sighed. "STARK!" he called. Why was Tony always up to something?

Tony appeared in the kitchen after a couple minutes. "Would it have killed you to texted or something?" He paused. "Wait, do you know how to—"

"Yes, Tony, I know how to text message. Banner taught me and Thor a week or so ago. Anyway... why did you place an egg on the ground? I'm getting real sick of your pranks."

Tony rolled his eyes. "I didn't put an egg on the ground. That would be the dumbest prank ever."

"Then why did I step on an egg?" Steve asked, growing irritable.

"Don't know, don't care," Tony said, sitting on a barstool. Crack. He immediately jumped up, to find a cracked egg on the seat, and most likely on the back on his pants. "Okay, now I care. JARVIS, please tell everyone that we're having an emergency Avengers meeting in the kitchen."

"Will do, sir."

Soon, everyone appeared in the kitchen. Natasha was fuming mad, Clint was trying not to laugh, Bruce was darting his eyes around like he was nervous something would jump at him, and Thor had a big ol' stupid grin on his face.

"Who's been putting eggs everywhere?!" Tony spat.

Natasha groaned. "It's not you, then? Damn, I was about to... nevermind. Point is, who the hell did it?!" When she turned, Tony and Steve could see that an egg was crushed on the back of her head. "I swear, I can't even lay on a couch in this place anymore without something happening!"

Clint was laughing now.

"Barton, I swear—" Tony started, but was interrupted by Thor.

"It was I, Metal Man! Do not blame Barton; he is innocent. The man was kind enough to tell me of your Midgardian holiday, Easter, and he explained that in this holiday, you place eggs around the house for others to find, correct?"

Everyone let out an "ohhh," in unison.

"Thor... usually they're plastic eggs, filled with candy," Bruce explained. "But... thanks for trying, I guess."

There was a silence in the room, until Tony started to grin and said, "...Wait... is it Easter?"

"Yeah," Clint said, bored now.

"I'll be right back," Tony said. "Don't move a muscle, any of you."

And with that, Tony left the tower.

When he was back, he handed everyone huge solid chocolate bunnies, put a rabbit ear headband on Bruce's head (most likely a strange attempt at getting him to Hulk-out), and dumped a basket of plastic eggs on Thor's head.

"And now, we feast," Tony said, and they all ripped apart the packaging of their rabbits and started eating.

First to finish was Thor, whose chocolate rabbit was gone in three minutes.

Next to finish, surprisingly enough, was Natasha.

After that, the order was Steve, then Bruce, then Tony, then Clint.

"So... Thor... how many eggs, exactly, did you 'hide'?" asked Bruce, a bit wary.

Thor thought for a second. "Four dozen exactly."

The Avengers groaned and went on their search, not wanting 45 (three had alrady been crushed, remember) eggs to be rotting around the tower.

They found only 44, which had been a huge stress-inducer for the rest of them.

Tony found the last one on a pillow in his lab—it was there because he tended to fall asleep while working—about three weeks later when he decided to finally work on something.

The smell was not good, and neither was Tony's attitude for a while afterward.