Writer's Note: The cute levels of this chapter are over nine thousand! Seriously. Kid!Clint needs a warning label. He just to cute in this. Any way this chapter is really cute in some parts and really cracktastic in others. Can't be avoided, what with the book the gang is in. Note the next chapter will be the last babysitters..then..well. *evil laughter*

Warnings: Cuteness. A lot of cute to be had in this chapter..in the form of children. Also the usual crack and ship tease.

Pairings: Steve/Tony, Loki/Thor, one sided! Chekhov/Steve, and Bros!Clint and Bruce/Hulk

Disclaimer: Sadly I still do not own the avengers. Or Tangled(which gets mentioned in this fic). I only own the Narrator, Chekhov and the lobster. Sigh.

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Chapter Seven- In which Steve is ridiculously good with children

If there was one thing in this world Tony hated more than losing(unless it was against Steve, cause he was only human, and a sweating Steve was way to hard to not look at), was children. They were loud, annoying little brats that always got what they wanted and got anyway with everything. As he looked around at his surroundings he had to take it back. He didn't just hate children, he despised them.

The rest of the avengers had magically appeared, but as the Narrator had so lovely told them, they were all children. Thor was swinging a toy hammer around(and where had that come from?), and Bruce had hulked out destroyed the kitchen table. Natasha was glaring at everyone from a corner, Clint was hanging off Hulk's back like a monkey, and Logan was crying on the top of his lungs.

"Please..someone..anyone..just kill me." Tony sobbed into his hands, as he fell into the only remaining chair.

Chekhov, who sat on the kitchen's fridge, nodded his agreement, "I never knew human children were so destructive. Tree children are way more behaved."

Thor suddenly let out a cried of alarm, as Hulk growled at him and tackled him to the ground.

"LOKI HELP!" He cried out, not that he needed to as Loki had already gotten up from the floor and pulled Hulk off his brother.

Hulk roared in anger, swinging his arms around and trying to hit Loki. Clint, who had been hanging off Hulk's back, had fallen to the floor when Loki had picked Hulk, and thus started to cry.

"This..this is a disaster. We are superheros, not babysitters! What the hell are we suppose to do?" Tony asked the heavens, throwing his head back to stare up at the ceiling.

As if to answer his prayers, Steve walked back into the room. He had left earlier to put Storm to bed. He did a double take as he saw the broken table, broken chairs and the crying children.

"Guys I was gone for five minutes..what in the world happened?"

Before Tony could answer, Clint and Logan had both stopped crying and ran up to Steve.

"STEVE LOKI DROPPED ME!" Clint sobbed, pressing his face into Steve's leg. Logan just hugged Steve's leg.

Steve glared at Loki, "I'm sure he didn't mean to. Now don't cry. How about we all go to the living room and draw?"

Clint sobs stopped, he smiled up at Steve, "Can I draw with Hulk?"

"Of course you can sweetie. But you have to ask Hulk if he wants to draw first okay?"

Clint nodded, and he rushed off to Loki's side. He stared of at Hulk, "Hulk you want to draw with me?"

"Okay.."

Loki lowered Hulk to the ground, as he and Clint ran off to the living room. Steve smiled, "So is everyone up for some drawing?"

"OH OH MY DRAWING IS GOING TO BE THE BEST!" Thor said happily, grasping Loki's hand and running off. Slowly the other kids got up and moved to the living room.

"How did you do that?" Chekhov asked, as Steve picked him up from the top of the fridge.

"Do what?"

"Get all the kids to calm down?"

"I just gave them something to do that's all." He turned to face Tony, "You coming Tony?"

"I rather stay here thanks. I had enough children interaction for a life time."

Steve frowned, "You make it sound like being around children is such a chore.."

Tony turned his head, until he was looking at Steve, "That is because it is."

Steve just frowned harder(if that is possible), "Well I better go see how the kids are doing with the drawings. You know the kids that were once ARE FRIENDS. I'll just leave you here..maybe you could pick up the table. Or is that to much of a chore?"

With that Steve turned and walk out of the kitchen, leaving a wide mouthed Tony.

"Well my friend I believe you just pressed Steve's berserk button."

Tony glared up at the ceiling, "Yeah I know..now if you excuse me."

He got up from his chair so fast that it was set flying, "Wait Steve! Wait up!"

Once Tony entered the room, he was greeted by the site of his mini friends drawing. Thor was trying(and failing) to draw him and Loki(who according to him was his big brother), Clint was drawing Hulk, Hulk was just drawing lines, Natasha was drawing...something that Tony didn't want to look at to hard and Logan was drawing, what looked like Scott. Steve was holding Peter(who had fallen asleep) in his arms, he looked up when he heard Tony come into the room.

"Hey.." Tony said softly, as he stepped around Chekhov and sat next to Steve. "Sorry about being a ass. These are own friends and I should help take care of them."

Tony almost did a double take when he saw how sad Steve looked.

Steve frowned, "No I was in the wrong to yell at you like that. I'm just so frustrated at being able to do nothing to stop the Narrator...and I took it out at you."

"No, no I deserved to be yelled at! I mean did you see the kitchen? I wasn't even trying and.."

"No Tony! There was nothing you could..Chekhov told me how out of control the kids were.."

"Well I could have done something.."

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD MAKE OUT ALREADY." Chekhov shouted, shaking his leafs in frustration.

Steve and Tony both turned so red that a lobster watching from outside the window was jealous by its shade.

"We..Why..gwsyhbdu." Steve grasped out, his brush travelling down his neck and under his shirt.

Tony couldn't help but wonder how far down that brush went.

As if to save Steve from dying from brushing to hard, Clint jumped up from his spot on the floor and held out his drawing for Steve to see.

"Look! Look! I drew Hulk and Bruce!" He pointed at the small green ball on the paper, "That's Hulk and that next to him is Bruce!"

Steve blushed disappeared and was replaced by a bright smile, "That is a great picture Clint! Why don't you show it to Hulk? I'm sure he loved it!"

Clint nodded, and ran up to Hulk, who was know trying to rip though his paper with a crayon.

"Look Hulk! I drew you and Bruce!" Clint said, falling to throw his arms around Hulk's neck.

Hulk looked at the drawing, and Tony had to be imaging it, blush.

"Thank you cupid."

"No problem! Hey what are you drawing?"

Hulk stared down at the lines on his paper, "I was trying to draw bird..it didn't turn out well."

"Well I think it's a great bird!"

Yup, Hulk was blushing.

Tony had to admit, that was kind of cute.

One by one the kids finished their pictures and showed them to Steve. Steve smiled at each one and praised them.

Tony heart jumped and danced. Steve with children was doing weird things with his heart. He didn't want to think to hard on what these weird things meant.

Steve clapped his hands together, "All of you did a great job! Now then who is up for a movie?"

The kids let out a cheer, well besides Natasha and Logan. Who just smiled.

Steve went over to the tv set, that Tony had not seen before, and turned it on.

"Hey Loki, how much of your magic can you use in this world?" Steve asked suddenly.

Loki raised a eyebrow, "A little..oh I get it." A smile grew on his face, "What movie were you thinking of?"

"How about some Disney movie?"

Tony had to say something, "Just not sleeping beauty. I think we all agree we don't need Thor in a dress flashbacks."

Chekhov nodded his agreement. Loki just stared at him, "But Thor was beautiful in that dress."

Thor looked up at Loki(from his spot in his lap), "When did I wear a dress?"

Before Loki could answer that the kids made there opinion known.

"Can we watch Tangled?" Natasha asked quietly.

Steve smiled at her, "Sure. Loki?"

"On it."

With a pop tangled appeared on the tv. The kids let out a cheer. Tony couldn't help but question Loki.

"How do you ever know what Tangled is?"

"What do you think I'm doing when I'm not kicking the avengers asses? Your earth 'pop culture' is quite interesting."

Tony had nothing to say to that, and turned to watch the movie. It was peaceful actually, the kids were all laying on the floor watching the movie. The cutest scenes were Clint laying on top of Hulk and Thor sitting in Loki's lap.

But the image that had Tony staring was Steve, who looked so happy. At one point, Peter woke up and let out a cry but Steve had quieted him gently, kissing his forehead.

Tony realized then that he really wanted that child Steve was holding to be his.

So the avengers watched the movie, for once peaceful and happy.

The Narrator watched and was pleased, as he prepared his next story.

End of Chapter seven~!