"Come here, morons, and meet the kids." Mrs. Fury said walking into a room. The walls were painted a cherry red colour, with various educational posters on them. The children themselves were playing games with each other, like cards and monopoly.

"Children, here are the Avengers!" She sweetly and joyfully exclaimed, very different from the attitude that the Avengers' experienced just now. The children cheered and immediately started swarming the group.

Questions like, 'Can I have your autograph' and 'Can I marry you?!' were dominant. Mrs. Fury clapped her hands and the children fell silent.

"Now, children let's not ask that sort of questions. Logical ones, such as asking their age are to be used." She said. A preppy ginger haired girl raised her hand.

'Yes, Angel?" Mrs. Fury asked.

"How old are the Avengers?" Angel asked. Tony suddenly felt a sudden urge for his hand to meet his face. Steve decided to answer,

"I am 29 if you take away me being in the ice." Steve then looked at Tony.

"31" Tony said.

"32" Said Clint.

"Same as Clint" Bruce said.

"I am 33" Natasha said.

"I am 1525 years old!" (if you don't know who said that then shame on you)

"Thor, in our years." Tony said.

"But it is in your years, Son of Stark." Thor said looking at Tony with a slight glare. Another girl raised her hand.

"There is this question that I want to know, everyone here knows about the thing that made you guys a group. The invasion on New York. What happened to the dude who made it happen, his name was Luke or something." The girl asked, fiddling with a strand of her blond hair.

"His name was Loki, a brother to Thor, who was taken back to his home Asgard, to face punishment." Steve replied with practiced calm.

"What kind of punishment? I mean Asgard is stuck in the Viking era, judging from Thor's sense of style, Vikings had all sorts of punishments, like torture an-"

"Enough!" Thor yelled, his face was now red with rage.

"We shall not speak of him, understood mortal children?!" He continued. The kids, scared, nodded and shrank down more into their chairs. The girl who asked the question looked close to tears. Mrs. Fury glared so coldly that a section of Hell froze over. (Hela was very mad at this, it was the section used for storage, meaning that she wouldn't have her afternoon snack)

"Leave" She barked, and the Avengers fearing her wrath swiftly did so.

Tony looked at the fuming Thor and began wondering what actually happened to Reindeer games.