Baby's Life (Old Version of The New Beginning)

Chapter 2 | Repercussions

"Teve..." Bucky mumbles repeatedly, reaching for Steve in his sleep but waking Phil who he was still using as his pillow. Phil came to in a daze, feeling befuddled about the multiple warm weights on top of his clothed body. Within a seconds of feeling Steve's short and soft hair, he remembered the events of yesterday but woke Steve in the process.

"Bicky?" Steve muttered. Bucky was still sleeping but continued calling 'Teve'. "Bicky!" Steve moved around the still snoozing Tony, careful not to wake him before he quickly wrapped around his erratic Bucky. Phil grabbed his mobile, unlocked the tinkered with smartphone and pressed 'Baby assistant needed' alarm to notify Nick in the other room. He was hoping Nick was awake already.

The one-eyed man was wide awake thanks to the blasting alarm. After peering at his phone, Nick ran to the room next to his. He listened first to see if babies were still asleep or not and if they were having the entire scavenger baby find again. Hearing multiple babies snoring, he slowly opens the door to find most the babies leaning or on top of a fully awake Phil like he was a giant pillow.

Phil hurried out, leaving Nick in the room to keep his munchkins sleeping before they can make more chaos and heart attacks for the older men.

"Ton Ton?" Steve whined, still cuddling Bucky. He was not able to see if Tony was still with them or not, he didn't really want anyone else but his Tony and Bucky.

"Sleep, hun. Tony is sleeping with us." Phil cooed, wrapped a blanket around them. Bucky kissed Steve's pale cheek then squirmed to find a more comfortable position.

"Ton Ton is not lee'ving" Bucky muttered, as he drifted to sleep, shortly after Steve and Phil also drift off.

~Meanwhile

Nick was still unfamiliar on how to take care of babies in general. He slithered into bed, careful not to wake any of the babies on top of the bed or Tony, knowing they could make some chaos. As he settled with Tony, he waited to hear ANY sound of cry or blabbering. Like waiting for a bomb to go off that's going to set off all the bombs around it. As soon as he was content and satisfied with the constant snoring, he eventually fell asleep.

Steve woke to a barking cough as he laid underneath Bucky. "Unc' Hi-!" Steve blurted out only to be interrupted by his whooping cough, waking both of Phil and Bucky but Tony being a rock hard sleeper.

"Teve! M' Teve!" Bucky hollered, scared for his Steve and confused about what was happening to his punk. Phil threw off the covers, waking up Tony. He swaddled up Steve in a small blanket and put a thermometer in Steve's mouth. Bucky hugged Steve and kept trying to unswaddle his best friend.

"Wah. Ucky?" Tony asked Bucky, dazed by the sudden stir of movement.

"No, James. Let Steve be, he's just sick right now." Phil explained but Tony panicked not seeing Steve or Bucky until he found them at the end of the bed.

"M' Ucky!" Tony whined, wanting them both and stumbled towards Bucky and Steve.

"Mie, Ton Ton!" Steve screeched, trying to wiggle out of the restraining blanket.

"Boh Mine." Tony claimed, hugging Bucky from behind.

"Ton is here, Teve." Bucky reassured, turning to move Tony to Steve and cuddle them all together.

"Heh. They still care so much about each other, even as babies." Phil whispered, talking to himself. Seeing as Bucky, Steve and Tony only wanted each other, Phil took his munchkins who were still bundled together back to the rest of the babies.

"I'll take over." Phil relieved Nick of the possible future disasters, knowing he'd leave to Vermont as soon as possible.

"Good fucking luck with the little crybabies." Nick snarked, leaving to his room.

"Leaving us already?" Phil tested Nick, seeing if he would spill about his trip.

"Stop acting dumb, you know where i'm headed." Nick continued to enter his room to pack his bags. Phil heard a small crash from his room, giving him a small heart attack. Thor had slipped off the bed while still holding his hammer, scaring everyone in the room.

"Hurrah! Again." Thor bouncing up and down, wanting to fall off the bed again.

"No, Thor. You're scaring people." Phil scolding Thor for scaring his munches. Thor pouted and dragged his hammer to the corner to avoid Phil's disapproving glare. Bucky, Tony and Steve were stuck like glue to each other, trying to comfort their shaken selves.

"Bad Toor! No hammer landing." Natasha attempted to scold the young Asgardian in the corner before, a huge crash was heard from downstairs. Phil was on high alert already and took the toddlers still in his arms. He was quick to punch in a passcode, hidden behind a bookcase on the wall, which was hiding a baby slide to the panic room below the basement. Rushing to slide the babies down to safety, while taking out a hidden taser from inside his pants, ready to shoot anyone who dared to approach him. He was shocked to be approached by Heimdall, confused that they had burst through their living room of all places. Phil realized that fact and put the taser in his pants pocket.

"Son of Coul! Where is Thor?" Heimdall demanded, having noticed a few minutes ago that Thor was not in his usual form.

"There was an... Incident, you could say." Phil sighed, feeling his heartbeat slowing after the earlier scare. "Some Kree technology exploded and Thor and everyone else are babies." Phil was explaining his dilemma with the babies.

"Thor is being summoned by the king! No matter his form." Heimdall barked out, anxious to leave with young Thor. Nick appeared with Thor down the hall, overhearing what was needed over what they would want.

"Earth is always open to Asgard." Phil was showing good will to the mighty god in front of him. "Even if you've shredded our roof." Phil was whispering the second part to himself.

"Goodbye, Son of Coul!" Heimdall yelped, quickly being transported back with Thor.

"Good luck with the hole." Nick chuckled to himself, resuming his packing. Phil radioed a clean up and repair crew of agents for the gigantic hole in the roof after setting the babies up in the van.

"Ncle Hil. Are we there yet?" Tony complained as he continued to whine, sick of staying in the same spot for the last hour.

"No, Tony... We are not. Don't make me turn this van around..." Phil was so done with life.

"Ton, stahp it. Teve needs 'leep." Bucky ordered, tugging at Tony's shirt.

"'Orry, Teve." Tony apologized, smothering Steve's arm. "But 'Ucky! It's so boring!" Tony continued to complain, shaking Bucky's shoulder.

"Mmm." Steve grumbled, annoyed at the constant noise. Bucky swatted Tony's hand away.

"It'll be worse if you keep this up!" Bucky hollered, pissed at how loud Tony was being just for wanting attention.

"Calm down back there. Or do I have to turn the car around and put you both in timeouts?" Phil warned his precious babies.

"But he started it!" Bucky yelped, defensive as to how he was brought into Tony's nonsense.

"I don't care. I'm finishing it." Phil had the parent thing down pat. "Everyone go to sleep and when you wake up, we'll be there."

"Hard to with all the noise." Clint mumbled, half asleep.

"Try to." Phil ordered gently, flipping on the radio to an oldies station.