Continued from Chapter 1&2…
Before Jack could escape the scrutiny, he was being dragged back to Stark Tower. Everyone introduced themselves in a rapid-fire fashion. Jack was almost certain that he wasn't going to remember them all, especially with Stark in the background loudly ordering schwarma. He still wasn't sure about them: he preferred children to adults in almost every situation. Of course, Loki was a different story entirely; the trickster god was one of his best friends. Sure, they were going through a hard time right now, but most friendships did.
"Hey, Frosty! You like schwarma?" Stark called. Jack shrugged.
"Yeah, it's fine." He answered. He'd snatched some awhile back and liked it well enough. He didn't really need to eat anyways.
"Good. It's pretty much an initiation ritual anymore." Stark said with a cheeky grin. Jack stopped walking at that.
"Hey, whoa, whoa. I'm NOT joining your little team here. I just dropped in for a little while." He said. He was already part of one team, and that was quite enough, thank you.
"You did help us against Loki." Rogers pointed out.
"I threw a couple snowballs at him." Jack deadpanned.
"Which was a surprisingly effective maneuver." Stark put in. Jack rolled his eyes.
"Sorry guys, but I've got other duties. I can't just stay in New York all the time." He said, then squinted up at the sun, "in fact, some kids in Oklahoma were due for a snow day about two hours ago." He leapt into the wind and gave a wave to the Avengers. He was getting used to that shell-shocked expression on their faces.
"Does anyone else get the feeling that he just likes making us look like idiots?" Tony was the first to break the silence, as usual. No one had spoken until they were in the main room in the Tower.
"Do you ever get the feeling that you're an idiot?" Clint retorted. Tony frowned.
"What are you talking about?"
"Why did you think he wanted to be an 'Avenger'?" Clint asked.
"Maybe because he fought with us and helped us out?" Tony retorted.
"Tony has a point, he did seem to want to help." Steve actually agreed with Tony, for the first time since they had met.
"Oh, so because he threw a couple snowballs and bantered a little with Loki, he's suddenly ready to fight? He's just a kid." Clint argued. Thor chuckled.
"Jack is no child to you. He is older than all of you. Younger than me and Loki, but most here are." He proclaimed.
"He can't be older than Capsicle here, he barely looks like he's over seventeen." Tony scoffed. Thor laughed again.
"He is much older than the good Captain. As near as I have been able to tell, as I have never actually asked him, he is just over three hundred years old." Silence greeted Thor's statement.
"Three hundre-that's not even… How is that possible?" Tony sputtered. Thor shrugged.
"Magic."
"Magic is just an extension of science. Maybe Jack's condition has something do with some sort of serum." Bruce spoke up. Tony seized upon that idea.
"Yes! I'm sure that's it. Next time he's here, we'll run some tests and see what's going on." He decided. Thor just shook his head. It was not a good idea to try and understand Jack Frost, but he knew the scientists would not rest until they were satisfied.
A/N: Yeah, that was really short… And I rewrote it like three times, but I'm still not satisfied with it. Whatever. I hope you enjoyed it. Review either way, feel free to tell me how terrible it was. :)