Present time...
"Just how long until you can fix this?" Loki grumbled. He was currently trying to pry Thor off of his leg. Tony rubbed his face tiredly with both of his hands.
"I don't know, maybe in a couple of hours...maybe the next day or so," Tony sighed as he furiously began typing on his laptop again.
"Well, get working on it," Loki sighed before walking over to the other side of the room. Tony abruptly stopped typing and turned to face Loki.
"I am working on it! Don't you have some planet or realm to go conquer? Oh wait, that's right you don't," Tony snapped sassily. One of Loki's eyebrows raised as he slowly made his way back over to Stark. As he got closer, Tony could see the bitter sweet anger that filled Loki's face.
"You wanna say that again?" Loki growled, venom seeping out with every syllable spoken off of his silver tongue. The god leaned down so that he was practically in the billionaire's face. Neither of them realized the audience that they attracted. It wasn't until a young archer spoke up that they noticed.
"Are they gonna fight? I hope they do! I need some excitement in here," Clint complained to Steve. Steve listened quietly but had a nervous look in his eyes while Skipper stared at them blankly. Loki pulled away from Tony but never turned their glares away from each other.
"Just get back to work," Loki hissed. Clint sighed in disappointment. He really wanted to see the two of them get down.
"Aw man! I was really wanting to see some action," Clint whined. Tony looked over at Clint, who stood there sulking.
"Jarvis," Tony called for the A.I. unit.
"What can I do for you, sir?" Jarvis's monotone voice replied, waiting for his task to be stated.
"Give Robin Hood here something exciting to watch. Preferably, with lots of action," Tony said.
Almost automatically after Tony finished speaking holographic screen appeared in front of Clint, playing the Bourne Identity. The young archer stopped pouting as he slowly dropped to his knees with wide eyes. Tony saw Natasha was slowly making her way over to Clint's side to enjoy the movie. Tony shook his head at the two assassins and went back to working.
Soon enough, only about four to five hours later, Tony found a solution to their baby problem. Now all he had to do was make it and then give it to each of the Avengers. The only problem now was that he had to give it to them, and he was sure that they would all be bound to notice the pill. He was basically gonna have to feed this dull blue pill to them, and chances are, they're not going to cooperate. Sure enough, that was proven by little Natasha.
"It'll taste yucky, Tony," Natasha insisted, pushing away her tiny bowl of macaroni and cheese, already spotting the dull blue pill wedged inside. Tony clenched his jaw together like he was ready to rage quit.
"I promise, it tastes like candy. Like COTTON candy," Tony told Nat sweetly, forcing a smile. Nat grimaced and looked disgustedly at the pill.
"I hate cotton candy," she muttered before excusing herself from the table. Tony groaned, letting his head fall into his hands. As Natasha left, a disgruntled and sleep deprived Loki trudged into the kitchen with the tine Clint yanking on his long, soft hair.
"Natasha won't take the pill either," Tony growled, not bothering to look up. Loki softly put Clint on the floor, allowing the toddler to waddle away as the Asgardian softly set his hands on the table, shoving his pale face into Stark's.
"I can give you five good ways to get this over with RIGHT NOW," Loki hissed with such venom that Tony doubted these techniques could be carried out without violence.
"Whoa there, Frosty," Tony said, putting his hands out slightly in front of him to try and ease the angry God. "I'll get this under control."
"Oh yes, clearly," Loki growled, forcing himself out of the billionaire's face. "You've clearly had this all under control from the start!"
"Will you stop being such a pain?! You're not making this any easier, you know," Tony stood up frustrated. The two of them continued to argue about the situation. Neither of them paid attention as to what was going on around them as little Bruce came waddling in the room.
Bruce was doing his own little thing. At least he seemed to know what he was doing. After wrestling with the chair to get himself on it, Bruce picked up a pestle that was lying on the table along with the pill that was in Natasha's macaroni. He put the pill on a napkin and began to crush it into tiny grains. When the pill was all ground up, he picked the napkin by its sides, careful not to let any of the dust fall out and poured it into the two glass of water next to it and handed it to Skipper who gave him a curios look.
"Shorty, Bruce, what do you think you're doing?" Tony questioned when he saw the little scientist and little sociopath doing their own thing.
"Dwinking," Skipper innocently stated. Tony was about to protest about her and Bruce drinking from THEIR glass, but he noticed that the pill in Natasha's bowl was gone. Only a small sliver was left in Tony's glass when Bruce finally put it down.
"Did you take the pill from here?" Tony asked, showing Bruce the bowl of cheesy pasta. Bruce simply nodded his head before adding that he crushed it before putting it in Tony's drink.
"Why didn't I think of that?!" Tony exclaimed, hitting himself in the middle of his forehead with the palm of his hand.
"You were clearly over thinking on how to give it to them," Loki answered for him. Tony glared over at him.
"That was a rhetorical question, Loki. I didn't need you to answer that," Tony growled. Loki smirked, Tony's glare not having an affect on him at all.
"I know, I just like seeing you agitated," Loki answered smugly. Tony cursed at the God under his breath as he walked away and began crushing the rest of the pills before putting the powder in each of the toddlers' juice cups.
"Go make yourself useful. Like go round up the Avengers for me," Tony shooed Loki out of the room. Within the next few minutes, Loki returned with the rest of the Avengers following closely behind him. Tony gave each of them their sippy cups to drink out of and they eagerly drank it without a question. Not long after, the toddlers were yawning and starting to fall asleep where they were on the floor.
"How do we know that your medicine worked?" Loki asked in a hushed voice. As much as he despised this whole day already, he didn't need a crying baby to make it any worse. That was the last thing that he wanted to hear.
"We wait. It'll take a couple hours to kick in, so it's good that they're asleep for now," Tony added softly.
Later...
Natasha was the first one to wake up out of all of the Avengers. Her head was pounding and her muscles were sore. She doesn't remember the past several hours of her day, which was very odd. Slowly, she sat up with a hand messaging her forehead that was pounding. When she was upright, she noticed that she was on the floor, along with the rest of the Avengers, who were still sleeping.
How did I- no, we all get here? Natasha asked herself. Looking around some more, she saw Bruce sitting at a table, typing away at on a laptop while occasionally sipping some tea.
"Dr. Banner?" her voice sounded hoarse and scratchy and came out softly. Bruce evidently heard her and looked over in her direction.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice slightly softer.
"Not the greatest, but I'll live," Natasha responded and attempted to stand up. Her legs shook as she went to at least get on her knees. Bruce watched her closely, making sure that she didn't fall. When he saw her standing and awkwardly move over to a chair, he got up and grabbed something off the counter. When he held his hand out to her, she narrowed her eyes at what was in his hand.
"It's some Aspirin, it'll help the headache," he reassured.
She gingerly took the Aspirin out of his hand and popped it inside of her mouth. It wasn't too long after that the rest of the Avengers and Fury woke up. Bruce gave each of them an Aspirin as they woke up. It wasn't long until they were questioning each other about if they remembered the past several hours. The last thing that they all remembered is what they were doing before Tony's prank went into action. They weren't aware that Tony had pranked them of course, but they were about to find out as Tony waltzed into the room.
"Man of Iron!" Thor's voice boomed, making both him and everyone else in the room cringe fore the medicine has yet to kick in. Tony froze in his place, eyes wide. This was the moment that he was dreading the most about when they were to wake up.
"Hey, Point Break. How's it going?" Tony asked, forcing a smile.
"Do you recall anything about how we ended up in here? Or anything about the past couple hours?" Clint asked.
"Depends... What do you guys remember?" Tony listened to what they had to say and he knew that he was gonna have to tell them about his prank. And that's exactly what he did. They all listened intently to his little story about the prank to make them behave like toddlers and stuff, but he didn't plan for them to be turned into actual toddlers. Let alone stay that way for so long without it wearing off.
"But hey, at least you're back to normal now, right?" Tony finished nervously. Everyone, except for Bruce and Skipper was glaring at him. Bruce was a little agitated that Tony did that, but he couldn't get too upset or else the other guy might take over. Skipper's face is showed no expression but get a little angry and amused, no one can trick her like was the last thing that he wanted right now.
"Stark, you're so lucky that I'm still recovering. 'Cause you are so dead," Natasha growled. Tony's eyes widened at her threat as he slowly backed out of the room. Once he passed through the doorway, he took off in the direction of the laboratory. Hopefully, he would be safe in there for a little while until they all calm down...maybe.
Little did they know that Loki was standing outside the doorway in the hall, listening to the entire thing. He knew they would be beyond mad when they all woke and found out what happened. He smirked to himself at the misfortune that found the billionaire. Maybe this afternoon wouldn't be so bad with what Stark is about to encounter...
The End.