"Is this what you call a sufficient plan?"
"Well, yes."
"Do you realise how many pot-holes could arise?
"Pot-holes are holes. They don't rise."
"I am not in the mood for your games." The man clicked his tongue after he spoke in his deep, husky voice. Loki wasn't intimidated by him.
"Are you suggesting I will fail?" Loki questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Well it wouldn't be the first time, now would it?" The man sneered, Loki shrugged nonchalantly in retaliation.
"When the time comes, you shall not be disappointed."
"I better not be. Otherwise you'll be aware of the consequences in more ways than one."

Clint and Natasha exchanged glances at breakfast as they watched Steve sit down and tuck into his beans on toast. Pepper hadn't risen yet, or that's what Steve thought. Really she was with Tony.
Bruce sat at one end of the table, texting someone (he'd already eaten), and by the way the texts were coming through thick and fast, Natasha guessed he was texting Pepper. She was pleased to see that he was smiling and chuckling as he read the texts.
"Where's Pepper?" Steve asked, wrenching the silence apart. Natasha looked at Bruce who quickly shook his head.
"We stayed up and did Vodka shots last night, she was worried about Tony." Natasha shrugged, Steve nodded, but his face was plagued with guilt.
"I hope she's okay. She is his girlfriend after all." From the other end of the room, Bruce snorted as he opened a new text, reaching over and showing Clint, Clint burst out laughing too.
"What's so funny?" Natasha asked, watching the two men in a fit of giggles. Clint snatched the phone and showed it her.
It had a picture of Tony, dressed as the Hulk, with green face paint on, grinning madly while he held up a sign that said:
"I can beat up Cap any day!" Natasha grinned to herself. It wasn't that the text Tony was holding was particularly funny, it was more that Tony was dressed up as the Hulk and looking so bloody proud of himself. Steve's eyes strayed from person to person.
"What?" He asked, looking up from his plate.
"Urm, you wouldn't get it. It's about circuit boards and stuff." Clint shrugged, making a quick cover up story. But then Pepper walked in, she was red in the face but grinning broadly.
"You still look plastered, Pepper." Natasha said, winking at her. Pepper looked slightly shocked before her mouth formed an 'O' and she continued grinning.
"Bruce, your turn." She said happily, plonking herself down and reaching across the table to grab some toast.

Tony was having the time of his life. The AI called Jarvis was super cool, and he'd met some amazing people, like Pepper. Thor was awesome, and Clint and Natasha had turned out to be alright too, despite the fact they'd tried to kidnap him. His favourite though was Bruce. They did all kinds of amazing science experiments that made his little head spin. He was so excited, not just because of the awesome people, but he thought he'd found people who actually wanted to know him, to like him, unlike his Dad. But at the back of his mind, he couldn't help but feel like he was missing Loki.. And that he was missing something. Something, huge.
But then, they all left. They had said something about dinner, but Pepper had promised to take him out somewhere nice afterwards. So he sat playing with his favourite toy; the Iron Man figurine. He had no idea who the Iron Man was, but he figured he was an awesome guy.
But as the minutes ticked by, he'd gotten bored, and decided to go for a walk around Stark Tower. Hoping to find something else of interest.

Loki appeared suddenly in the dark crevices of the stairwell. Looking around and listening intently for any sign of human, or robot activity, he began to climb the stairs.
He reached a wooden door with a neat sign reading:
"Avengers Suite! Do not enter!" But he couldn't help but chortle at the handwritten notice underneath it that said:
"Unless you have pizza, or PopTarts, or Coffee." With a smiley face drawn next to it.
He gently tapped in a code and quietly pushed the door open, where he was met by a large room. The entire room had cork walls, with pictures stuck all the way around it. Varying from crude, crayon drawings, all the way to thank-you cards. Loki scanned the images, finding a home made thank you card and pulling it open.

"Dear Hawkeye,
You are a piece of shit.
Yours,
Iron Man."

Loki chuckled as he closed the card, and made his way over to the other door. Pushing it open, his eyes rested on a long corridor. He could hear words drifting from another room, and outside that room, oblivious to Loki's presence, Tony sat, listening in on the conversation.
Loki crept closer and smiled broadly. This was too easy. He thought hard before his newly formed scheme was out into action, changing the words that came through the open door.
"He's a piece of shit. We should get rid of him now."
"But he still has the serum."
"Who gives a damn? He's a danger to us."
"So we're going to abandon him, just like Howard?"
Loki looked at Tony, whose expression of intent curiosity was slowly changing into sadness. He felt really rather awful, doing this to someone so young, alternating words and manipulating them to fit what he needed. But it had to be done.
He watched as Tony slowly turned and walked away, down the corridor the opposite way, head hanging limply on his neck.
The last words that Loki had changed flowed through the door, and it made Tony quicken his pace into a small run as he fled from the corridor, and it was Steve's voice. The great Captain America.
"Howard was right, who could like someone as useless as that?"
Loki grinned as he fled from the building. This was just too easy.

I have a question, and it's kinda a biggy cus I'm stumped. One of the two words will suffice:

Run or Join?

You can probably work out what it's about but just let me know! Thanks!