Youth in Revolt, chapter three
Title: Youth in Revolt, chapter three
By: TheLoneGunWoman
Rating: PG-13 (for safety)
Summary: Loki turns the Avengers into Toddlers. Woe unto Loki.
A/N: Based ever-so-slightly on that adorable Target commercial with the kidvengers. :)
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"If this is Fury's idea of taking care of us, I'm not laughing." Clint said flatly.
"I'm sure it's a mis-communication." Natasha didn't sound sure at all.
"I don't care who made this happen, they're going to pay." Tony glared back at one of their S.H.I.E.L.D. caregivers.
It had been decided that a bar wasn't the best place to keep little children, even if they were really adults, and heroes at that. One of the unfinished rooms of the tower had quickly been renovated to suit their needs. It had been painted technicolor, with cartoons licensed to the Stark corporation cavorting on its walls. Plush toys dotted the floor, along with 'learning' games. A large TV sat on one high cabinet, out of the reach of little hands. There was a mini-fridge with healthy snacks, a child-sized bathroom, and a closed off area that contained beds.
Bruce peeked around the corner at the bedroom. "Oh. Well, I suppose they did their best..."
"What is it?" Tony pushed past him, and his jaw hit the floor.
Race car beds. Six of them. And a crib.
"I suppose that is for Thor." Loki joined him, pulling Thor along. Only after much coaxing did Loki get him to let go of mjolnir and come to the new nursery. No one could lift the hammer now. "He won't like it."
"I don't like it." Tony threw his tiny hands skyward and returned to the playroom. "Does anyone here enjoy any aspect of being shrunk and treated like a child?"
"Well...It's probably the closest thing we'll get to a vacation from the whole 'saving the world' thing." Steve piped up.
Tony fixed him with an incredulous look. "You're actually serious."
"Yeah. We're only going to be this way for a day: might as well make the best of it."
"I'm surrounded by crazy people." Tony glared at the group, daring one of them to challenge him. When nobody did he stalked over to one of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who were watching them. "You! Get Pepper Potts on the phone for me, okay? I need to go over business stuff while I'm...free."
"Director Fury ordered no outside contact, sir." The man said. "No phone, no internet."
Tony's mouth dropped. When he gave an order, people followed it, no questions asked! "He wants us to be stuck in here with no stimulation?"
"There's an array of DVDs and board games at your disposal, sir." The female agent said regretfully.
"I don't believe this!" Tony felt rage building and there was no one to vent it on.
'Strike that. There is someone.'
"When this is over, I'm going to blast your ass all the way back to Valhalla, you blue-skinned freak!" Tony shoved past Loki and vanished into the bedroom. Loki watched him quietly. The heard a small thump and screams, strangely quiet...almost as if muffled by a pillow.
"Um...Is Tony having a temper tantrum?" Clint asked no one in particular.
"Yes." The others chorused.
"Well. Looks like we have some time to kill. Anyone want to play some cards?" Steve stared at the pile of games on the table. "I see a Go Fish deck, and something called Uno."
"Lets see what we can find." Bruce agreed. Reluctantly, the others joined in the search for something remotely amusing.
Thor let go of Loki's hand and toddled over to the group. "Ooh!"
"What?" Natasha bent down a little. "Do you want to play something, Thor?"
"That one!" He reached into the pile and yanked out a colorful box.
Natasha frowned. "Thor, that is childish even by our standards."
Thor looked up at her, eyes suddenly large and swimming with tears.
"Oh, jeeze...guys, can we play a round of this?"
The boys saw the box and let out a collective groan.
Loki peeked at the game that was making such a stir. "Candy land. What is the trouble?"
"Uh...you'll see."
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Tony was tired. But he wasn't sleepy and he didn't need a nap. He was just worn out from laying face down on the bed and kicking and screaming for...well, it seemed like a very long time.
He heard laughter from the other room and tears of frustration filled his eyes. Why weren't the others more upset about this? Why wasn't Loki caged somewhere, away from them?
Why hadn't any of them come to see if he was okay?
Tony shook himself. 'What the hell is the matter with me?'
He shook his head and got out of the race car. Nothing was wrong with him. He was totally cool.
The sight that met him, however, was not.
The others were seated around a small square that was...moving. Small grassy hills rose from the floor. A forest of candy canes, mounds of molasses, a litany of lollypops, and amidst it, elfin creatures cavorted.
Loki smiled across the board at Bruce. "It is your spin."
"What the hell is this!" Tony stomped over to them.
Steve looked up, a smile quickly leaving his face. "We're playing candy land, Tony. Do you want-"
"What is all this?" Tony motioned at the floor. "I don't have hologram tech in this room!"
"Thor cannot really play, and he was bored, so I...I just..." Loki suddenly looked fearful.
"You can still do magic, you lying jackass." Tony grabbed Loki's shirt (another thing that had come with the room) and yanked. "Change us back!"
"I never said I couldn't do any magic, just not enough to reverse this!" Loki growled. "This is simply a minor illusion; at the peak of my power, you could smell the peppermint wafting on tiny breezes."
Tony let go of his shirt. "I would give anything to be big enough to really beat you up."
"Tony, can you at least try to make the best of this?" Natasha asked.
"NO!" Tony stamped his foot. "What the hell is wrong with all of you? You're sitting there playing candy land with a...a thing that tried to kill us less than a month ago! The same thing that did this to us!"
" 'm not a thing." Loki muttered, eyes down.
Tony went on as if he hadn't heard. "Thor is too out of it to act normally, but the rest of you seem to have a shred of your minds left. So explain it to me."
"We have." Bruce said patiently. "We're making the best of it. And Loki is harmless right now; maybe if we can all sit here and act like human beings, he won't be a murdering psychopath when this is over."
Loki looked up sharply, something glimmering deep in his eyes. Possibly hurt.
"We're not stupid, Tony." Clint added. "Just bored."
Tony looked slightly pacified by this. "Well. Good. I guess."
"Do you want to play?" Steve asked with palpable hope.
"Um...No." Tony was a bit disconcerted. Steve was wearing his emotions more on his sleeve than normal, even for him. "I'm getting hungry; I'm going to ask Tweedledee and Tweedledum about a snack."
At that, more than a few sets of ears perked up.
"Wanna eat!" Thor agreed, grabbing Tony's hand.
"Who knows: maybe we can get some shawarma." Tony led the tiniest avenger towards their caregivers, feeling slightly better.
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To be continued
By: TheLoneGunWoman
Rating: PG-13 (for safety)
Summary: Loki turns the Avengers into Toddlers. Woe unto Loki.
A/N: Based ever-so-slightly on that adorable Target commercial with the kidvengers. :)
0o0o0o0
"If this is Fury's idea of taking care of us, I'm not laughing." Clint said flatly.
"I'm sure it's a mis-communication." Natasha didn't sound sure at all.
"I don't care who made this happen, they're going to pay." Tony glared back at one of their S.H.I.E.L.D. caregivers.
It had been decided that a bar wasn't the best place to keep little children, even if they were really adults, and heroes at that. One of the unfinished rooms of the tower had quickly been renovated to suit their needs. It had been painted technicolor, with cartoons licensed to the Stark corporation cavorting on its walls. Plush toys dotted the floor, along with 'learning' games. A large TV sat on one high cabinet, out of the reach of little hands. There was a mini-fridge with healthy snacks, a child-sized bathroom, and a closed off area that contained beds.
Bruce peeked around the corner at the bedroom. "Oh. Well, I suppose they did their best..."
"What is it?" Tony pushed past him, and his jaw hit the floor.
Race car beds. Six of them. And a crib.
"I suppose that is for Thor." Loki joined him, pulling Thor along. Only after much coaxing did Loki get him to let go of mjolnir and come to the new nursery. No one could lift the hammer now. "He won't like it."
"I don't like it." Tony threw his tiny hands skyward and returned to the playroom. "Does anyone here enjoy any aspect of being shrunk and treated like a child?"
"Well...It's probably the closest thing we'll get to a vacation from the whole 'saving the world' thing." Steve piped up.
Tony fixed him with an incredulous look. "You're actually serious."
"Yeah. We're only going to be this way for a day: might as well make the best of it."
"I'm surrounded by crazy people." Tony glared at the group, daring one of them to challenge him. When nobody did he stalked over to one of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who were watching them. "You! Get Pepper Potts on the phone for me, okay? I need to go over business stuff while I'm...free."
"Director Fury ordered no outside contact, sir." The man said. "No phone, no internet."
Tony's mouth dropped. When he gave an order, people followed it, no questions asked! "He wants us to be stuck in here with no stimulation?"
"There's an array of DVDs and board games at your disposal, sir." The female agent said regretfully.
"I don't believe this!" Tony felt rage building and there was no one to vent it on.
'Strike that. There is someone.'
"When this is over, I'm going to blast your ass all the way back to Valhalla, you blue-skinned freak!" Tony shoved past Loki and vanished into the bedroom. Loki watched him quietly. The heard a small thump and screams, strangely quiet...almost as if muffled by a pillow.
"Um...Is Tony having a temper tantrum?" Clint asked no one in particular.
"Yes." The others chorused.
"Well. Looks like we have some time to kill. Anyone want to play some cards?" Steve stared at the pile of games on the table. "I see a Go Fish deck, and something called Uno."
"Lets see what we can find." Bruce agreed. Reluctantly, the others joined in the search for something remotely amusing.
Thor let go of Loki's hand and toddled over to the group. "Ooh!"
"What?" Natasha bent down a little. "Do you want to play something, Thor?"
"That one!" He reached into the pile and yanked out a colorful box.
Natasha frowned. "Thor, that is childish even by our standards."
Thor looked up at her, eyes suddenly large and swimming with tears.
"Oh, jeeze...guys, can we play a round of this?"
The boys saw the box and let out a collective groan.
Loki peeked at the game that was making such a stir. "Candy land. What is the trouble?"
"Uh...you'll see."
0o0o0o0
Tony was tired. But he wasn't sleepy and he didn't need a nap. He was just worn out from laying face down on the bed and kicking and screaming for...well, it seemed like a very long time.
He heard laughter from the other room and tears of frustration filled his eyes. Why weren't the others more upset about this? Why wasn't Loki caged somewhere, away from them?
Why hadn't any of them come to see if he was okay?
Tony shook himself. 'What the hell is the matter with me?'
He shook his head and got out of the race car. Nothing was wrong with him. He was totally cool.
The sight that met him, however, was not.
The others were seated around a small square that was...moving. Small grassy hills rose from the floor. A forest of candy canes, mounds of molasses, a litany of lollypops, and amidst it, elfin creatures cavorted.
Loki smiled across the board at Bruce. "It is your spin."
"What the hell is this!" Tony stomped over to them.
Steve looked up, a smile quickly leaving his face. "We're playing candy land, Tony. Do you want-"
"What is all this?" Tony motioned at the floor. "I don't have hologram tech in this room!"
"Thor cannot really play, and he was bored, so I...I just..." Loki suddenly looked fearful.
"You can still do magic, you lying jackass." Tony grabbed Loki's shirt (another thing that had come with the room) and yanked. "Change us back!"
"I never said I couldn't do any magic, just not enough to reverse this!" Loki growled. "This is simply a minor illusion; at the peak of my power, you could smell the peppermint wafting on tiny breezes."
Tony let go of his shirt. "I would give anything to be big enough to really beat you up."
"Tony, can you at least try to make the best of this?" Natasha asked.
"NO!" Tony stamped his foot. "What the hell is wrong with all of you? You're sitting there playing candy land with a...a thing that tried to kill us less than a month ago! The same thing that did this to us!"
" 'm not a thing." Loki muttered, eyes down.
Tony went on as if he hadn't heard. "Thor is too out of it to act normally, but the rest of you seem to have a shred of your minds left. So explain it to me."
"We have." Bruce said patiently. "We're making the best of it. And Loki is harmless right now; maybe if we can all sit here and act like human beings, he won't be a murdering psychopath when this is over."
Loki looked up sharply, something glimmering deep in his eyes. Possibly hurt.
"We're not stupid, Tony." Clint added. "Just bored."
Tony looked slightly pacified by this. "Well. Good. I guess."
"Do you want to play?" Steve asked with palpable hope.
"Um...No." Tony was a bit disconcerted. Steve was wearing his emotions more on his sleeve than normal, even for him. "I'm getting hungry; I'm going to ask Tweedledee and Tweedledum about a snack."
At that, more than a few sets of ears perked up.
"Wanna eat!" Thor agreed, grabbing Tony's hand.
"Who knows: maybe we can get some shawarma." Tony led the tiniest avenger towards their caregivers, feeling slightly better.
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To be continued