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"Tony! How did you turn yourself into... into a four foot high cat thing!" Clint yelled, after finding Stark curled up in a ball in his lab. The cat human woke up, mad, hissing, he scratched the floor. By the time Tony realised it was Clint who yelled, the Avengers were in the door to his lab, staring at him.

A chorus of 'awws' erupted. Tony hissed, looking at them, "Stop staring and help me.." He said, looking extremely annoyed. He looked at the floor, seeing a broken tube with blood pink liquid in and dropping out of it. "Shit."

"Languge."

He looked up when he heard yelling, he recognised the yelling as his two sons... oh no, they'll be embarrassing him now because he's atleast a foot and half shorter then them. The two adopted siblings pushed through the Avengers, running to their dad. "Dad! What the hell did you do now?" Peter whined, almost if trying to hold back an 'aww'.

"Languge."

Tony scolded them, pointing to the broken vile and standing up. His two sons grinned, patting their dad's head. "Your short." Peter giggled, narrowly missing his dad's cat claws, "woah calm down kitty." Jacky backed away, no way was he getting scratched, he didn't need them to now that his blood was blu-...... anyway.

Natasha, the most mature out of all of them, walked to Tony and his sons with Clint and Wanda in tow. "Experiment gone wrong?" Nat asked, picking up what's left of the vile, putting it into a small container with the rest of the blood pink liquid. Tony sighed, "yep, yes it is."

Short because I- it's 4am, Gimme a break, also 280 words

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