Taking Care Of The Avengers (Loki x Reader) (under edit)

8. Ultron Part 3: My Candy!

After Ultron had disconnected all the means for the Avengers to trace him, the heroes had gone through all the physical files available, found out Ultron's motives for the human race which mainly involved Vibranium, mass murder, and Skittles.
They had tracked down Ultron's next move- Ulysses Klau, the black-market arms dealer and gangster.

The Avengers had reached the huge ship where Ulysses was, only to be beaten by Ultron.

"I am nothing like that Stark!" The AI shouted, and they watched as he chopped off Klau's arm.

"That must've hurt," (Y/n) whispered to her brother, who promptly snorted.

"You've definitely not been to Kathmandu with Nat."

"How is it that we can never hear of your missions in other countries, but you both somehow manage to compare it to the worst of situations?" Bucky asked through the comm.
He was hiding behind a tank, acting as the look-out and long-range sniper outside the bunker.

Tony glared. "Can I make my dashing and somewhat inappropriate entrance now?" They nodded bashfully. He rolled his eyes. "Thanks."

He flew through the door, heading the Avengers team inside. "Aww, Junior! You're gonna break your old man's heart!"

(Y/n)'s sharp nose picked up the familiar scent of candy. "Candy Man!" She shouted, peeking around for the man.

Everyone had turned to her, including Ultron. For a robotic AI, his skeptical look was impressive.

The woman cleared her throat. Her cheeks burned red. "I-I should really not think out loud."

"And here you all are, making me shut my mouth when we know who the obvious Chatty Cathy is," Thor murmured.

They all turned to Thor this time. He let out a small sheepish grin.

"I don't think there's supposed to be this much talking," Loki sang, his voice like steel. He then adjusted his daggers. "Besides, I'd rather like to know where the candy is. You, the compressed iron of narcissism and ego, show me!"

"Me?" Both Iron Man and Ultron asked. They looked at each other, almost like they were sending their hate over radio waves.
Steve was grinning like a mad fool, trying to be professional. The others had given up on that a long time ago.

The speedster (Y/n) had accustomed to Candy with, was standing next to a brunette. They were both watching the interaction bemusedly. They started whispering to each other, carefully surveying the enemy.

"You!" (Y/n) pointed, palms raised and glowing at them. "Candy Man and the Creepy Lady! Stop trying to plot our murder! I can hear you!"

"How did you-" the woman's nose flared. "You can hear us with your mutant ears."

Ultron rolled his eyes. "I don't want to question the sanity of the Avengers, seeing as I had accessed all the camera footage of you over the years."

The Avengers gasped.

Steve pulled at his hair. "Oh god, you know about my-"

"Oh, yes, Captain. God's righteous man indeed. With a righteous ass to match."

"You know what? I'd like to fight rather than negotiate!" Steve blurted.