Hello, Darling. (Loki Imagines/One-shots)

Waffle House (Avengers)

POV: Third

Ship: None, just Avengers & Avengers

Type: Fluff + Crack

Wordcount: 1,044

Synopsis: The Avengers get back from their latest mission at ungodly hours of the morning, and take their starving selves to the only place open, Waffle House.

A/N: This literally spawned in my mind and it's so 2010s Avenger's Tower fics where everyone is happy and not dead and stuff. Enjoy.

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At three o' clock in the morning, the Avengers had just made it back to the compound, and they were exhausted. Their most recent mission had been both physically and mentally taxing, and everyone wanted to get some much-deserved rest.

The problem was that nobody wanted to go to bed on an empty stomach, and nobody wanted to take the time to make a meal for a big group. Plus, they had been out all week, so the fridge and pantry both proved useless. Tony couldn't get a hold of the usual places they ordered food delivery from, and almost everywhere was closed.

So, begrudgingly, everyone piled into a few cars and went into town to find somewhere to eat. Most places were closed, until they saw the bright yellow lights of the legendary Waffle House.

The cars pulled into the parking lot, and a few people groaned. Steve glared at them. "Look, this is the only place that seems to be open, so starve if you want. I'm going to get some food." Steve had never been to a Waffle House, but he wasn't opposed to breakfast foods at ungodly hours of the morning, especially when he was as hungry as he was.

Everyone piled into the seats, and they took up most of the small building. A tired-looking teenager handed out some menu cards for them. The poor teen didn't even recognize them until he handed one to Steve.

She scrunched her eyebrows. "Do I know you?" She asked, oblivious to who she was talking to.

Steve looked sheepish, but Tony was very much not. "Ah, that's Captain America right there." Tony patted Steve on the back. "We're the Avengers."

The girl's eyes widened, taking in the information. Unfortunately, because her mind wasn't functioning, she didn't really process it. "Uh huh... What can I get you to drink?"

Several members got sodas, despite the caffeine, because they doubted that anything could keep them from sleeping once they finally made it to bed. Peter got orange juice, of course, and Tony tried to order alcohol but was met with a blank stare from the server and instead ordered a simple coke. Tony had been to Waffle House, and he knew they didn't serve alcohol, but he still figured it was worth a shot.

There wasn't a lot of chatter that happened between everyone. Loki told everyone that the food options they had on Midgard were atrocious, prompting Thor to tell Loki that he had bad taste in food. If Loki hadn't been tired as well, Thor would be on the floor with a dagger in his abdomen.

Natasha and Clint quietly discussed the recent mission, trying to stay awake. Wanda tried to get the grime out from under her nails while Peter told everyone jokes to liven up the mood.

The worker came back and collected orders. With the insane amount of food that the group ordered, she alerted them that it might take a little longer than usual because it was three A.M. and there were only two people on staff.

Even if he was tired, Thor was still significantly loud. As he was talking to Bruce, his thundering voice attracted the attention of the line cook who had begun making hashbrowns. The man turned his head to look at the group, also not recognizing them. His co-worker came up to him.

"What's their deal? Theater troupe or something? They seem to still be in costume." He didn't recognize the red, white, and blue suit that Steve had on, or maybe he was just too high and his senses were clouded.

The girl shrugged. "I don't know, don't care, let's just get them their food so they can leave." She said, beginning to help him prep the food. She didn't usually make the food, but when you have minimal staff on hand and are feeding literal gods and superhumans, you have to make-do. Especially when Thor alone ordered a stack of pancakes.

"What do you call an alligator wearing a vest?" Peter asked the group, earning no response. He didn't care, continuing on with the joke. "An In-Vest-Igator!"

Tony sighed, shaking his head. "Kid, we really have to work on your jokes."

Loki, overhearing Peter's joke, tilted his head. "You know, I met an alligator version of myself once."

Bruce looked confused and exasperated, as he usually did. "You know, I don't know what to do with that information." He said, just as the food started to be delivered.

Everyone dug in, tired of the crappy mission food they had been living on. Even if he complained some, Loki still cleaned his plate. When they were done eating, there was barely a crumb. Bucky reached for the last piece of piece of bacon on his plate, but Sam stole it out from under him.

This wasn't the smartest idea, and Bucky would have punched Sam in the face if it wasn't for his dislocated shoulder on his non-metal arm. He could hit Sam with his metal arm, but that could easily kill him, and even as angry as he was, he didn't want that. However, Bucky made sure to make a mental note to get Sam back when he wasn't as tired.

Once everyone was done, they paid, and Tony made sure to leave a hefty tip. The Avengers filed back out, half-asleep now that they had eaten. Steve drove them back to the tower, and everyone went straight to bed. Except for Wanda, who took a quick shower beforehand because she hated going to sleep with blood on her. Even if it wasn't hers.

Back at the Waffle House, the two underpaid workers stared at the money that was left for them. "Holy shit." the girl said, a little more awake now that there was an insane amount of money involved.

The guy grabbed the money, and they split it half-half. He put the money in his pocket. "This feels illegal."

"Who the fuck cares!?" The girl said, throwing her hands up in the air. "I can fucking quit, baby!"

Of course, she couldn't actually quit because she still needed to keep an income to pay for student loans and all that shit. But still, it was a nice thought.