"Sir, I think you'll appreciate the fact that Barton was just neutralized by the Captain and Mr. Parker. Mr. Barton is currently sitting on the couch in the living room. The guests have also been sent home with gift bags per Banner's request."

"Good," was all Tony said while his suit assembled itself on his body. He kept his helmet off however. Though he wasn't going to fuck around with the agents no matter how pissed he felt at the moment (he couldn't pinpoint whether his anger was geared towards the security breach more than the attempt to kidnap Loki) he preferred not to demolish his house in the process, thank you very much. Hopefully Natasha would take it as a sign that he wasn't in the mood to fight a fellow Avenger but would if he had to.

In no time Tony was at Loki's bedroom door and busted the door wide open. He was greeted with the sight of Natasha behind a kneeling Loki, right in the middle of putting handcuffs around his wrists. She had only one firmly locked around his left wrist and had frozen in the process of adding the right when Tony busted in. Without a word, Tony gritted his teeth and began to raise a repulser at her threateningly.

He was interrupted though. Loki, a blur with movement, took full advantage of the widow's split second of a pause almost as if he was planning it from the start. With a slight of his hand, he reached for the knife tucked away with the widow's guns. Then, as she caught onto his actions and began to counter, he threw all his body weight against her side with a small grunt. She was thrown to the side while Loki regained his footing along with some confidence as he held the knife expertly.

Tony simply watched with a whistle, letting his suit dissemble when he realized the situation was mostly handled. He thought. He hoped.

"Looks like you are no damsel in distress, Rapunzel." Tony said as Loki brushed some of his hair out of his face. He was softly panting.

But the frost giant did not reply as he was too busy staring at Natasha. The agent was already recovered and on her feet, still looking every bit formidable in that dress. The two regarded each other carefully as if they were waiting for one of them to make another move. Finally, the widow relaxed her narrow eyes and replaced her expression with one of calculation.

"So," Tony said. "Are you going to tell me what the hell you're doing here? Is terrorizing the locals your new hobby or fetish or something? Not cool by the way."

"I take it you've already taken care of Barton?" Natasha asked, ignoring his question.

"Yes. He should be in the living room. How about we all go sit down for a cup of coffee?"

The agent nodded slowly and stalked right out of the room as if nothing had happened five minutes before. After a few moments of hesitation, Tony and Loki followed after her.

Barton was indeed in the living room, sitting on a couch with a mug of steaming coffee between his palms already. Bruce sat on a couch right next to it with Peter sitting beside him. Steve was preparing another mug of the dark drink when the three walked in.

It was actually a funny sight to Tony. Here they were, basically the whole super-secret boy band (minus the spider kid) sitting together just like old times. It was kind of funny to Tony because here they were, just sipping coffee and chilling. Sipping coffee as if there was no security breach that crashed the super secret party and ended with a certain two agents trying to kidnap a certain fidgety ball of sunshine still holding onto the latter agent's knife.

Everyone grabbed a mug and took a seat on one of the couches. For a long moment everyone simply sipped on their drink without saying a word. But as the moment of silent dragged on, Clint's constant disgusted glares at Loki got too big to ignore so Tony finally piped up.

"How'd you shut JARVIS down?" he began. "No, better yet, how did you know Loki was here? I'm one hundred percent sure no one from the slumber party told SHIELD."

Tony gave Steve and Banner pointed looks but they both shook their heads. Good.

"We know a guy," Barton said in response to his first question. "And have our ways."

"Bullshit." Tony said, frowning. "Somehow you called in a favor somewhere and managed to put JARVIS down for a few minutes in order to capture Lokes. You must've done your little spy thing, got someone from the inside of the party to find him and boom! We're lucky JARVIS booted up quickly. I don't appreciate your little ipod you hooked up to my speakers while he was down by the way. No wonder the music was starting to sound horrible and hypster as fuck."

"SHIELD is not involved in this if that's what you're hinting at. And my music was not too horrible if you were all over alien ass," Clint stated, folding his arms across his chest sourly. "I don't see why you all are so comfortable with a-"

He was silenced by a stern look from Natasha. She would take care of explanations before Barton's I-hate-Loki-because-he-mind-raped-me speech could even begin.

"Why he was kept here as a secret does not matter," she waved off. "We were sent here by Thor."

There was a shocked silence from everyone except the agents and Loki. They looked at each other warily.

"Thor...wants Loki back?" Tony asked.

"Yes." Natasha said.

"So wait. Let me get this straight," Tony said. "Thor, the very big jolly good fellow who dropped his little brother off here like yesterday's news now wants him back? For what?"

"We don't know," Natasha said. "We just know that we owe him a debt."

"Probably to lock his ass back up," Clint mumbled. "Little shit deserves it."

"He's changed." Tony said quietly.

"He's just manipulating you! That's just what he does!" Clint argued, sounding very aggressive.

"Like you?" Bruce piped up. "I'm pretty sure that's what you do for a living."

Meanwhile, Loki was sinking into the corner of his couch as best as he could. He couldn't help but feel a very familiar anger boil though. It seemed to come with his newly reacquired confidence. The Avengers had started bickering among themselves. Their topic: him.

It reminded him a lot of his so-called "family". Odin and Frigga had often argued about their sons as if they weren't even in the room. He remembered feeling like he wasn't even important enough to acknowledge his presence and would instead try to walk out of the room or sink into the shadows. Of course Thor would do the opposite every time their "parents" debated something and would call out for attention instead.

Thor.

Loki mentally growled. There was no way in hel he was going to go see that oaf that loathed him. Whatever the blonde had planned for the frost giant, Loki did not want part in it. He cleared his throat, "I'm not going."

The Avengers stopped conversing at his statement. All eyes focused on him and Loki repeated, "I'm not going."

Before either agent could say anything, he spoke again. This time he held his head higher and adopted the familiar arrogant poise he had whenever he wanted to conceal what he was truly feeling. It was the same expressions and mannerisms he had when he had first came to Midgard to conquer it. "You should leave. Trying to make me cooperate by force will not be successful on your part."

Romanov put a hand on Clint's chest to hold him back and stop him from sucker punching Loki right in the face. The widow regarded him with that same calculating, curious, sweeping gaze before and simply put on a small grin. She made for the exit with her mug.

"Fine."

"Tell Thor that if he wants me," Loki said, tone a little savage when he uttered his adoptive brother's name. "He'll have to come here himself. I rather be dragged down to hel than have to endure his presence though."

Romanov's only reply was a quirk of her eyebrow and a smirk. And with that, both agents (Clint looking like he was itching to kill) walked into the elevator and left the building.

A/N: Ah, cliffhanger over. Now we can get to the actual shit goes down part! Yay

Uhm, I wanted to say that I'm pretty uncomfortable with writing the agents. I feel like I can relate to them the less out of all the Avengers/characters so I have a horrible time connecting with them. For the sake of plot and later things that will happen, they need to be included though. But I wanted to apologize for their flat characterizations eheh.

Prepare for some brotherly feels along with finally: ROMANCE. The stuffs. THE ACTUAL RELATIONSHIP. so excited.

Also in response to Aldalena's review:

Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy it! I do have an AO3 account but I've never gotten to reposting anything from here because I'm incredibly lazy! So no, it shouldn't be posted anywhere else besides here and maybe some sneak peaks on tumblr. If anyone sees this story reposted anywhere without giving me credit or if someone other than "CapsicleGames" posts this on AO3 can you send me a pm so I can sort it out? Thanks!

Woah, long author's note is long! Be sure to check out "A Winter Flight" as I'm posting the sequel hopefully tomorrow for the holidays!

Thanks for the reviews and have a nice day/night!