The Avengers (and Loki): The Camping Episode

Chapter 3

Nick Fury woke from his slumber first. 5 o'clock on the dot and not a minute later. He shuffled around in his one man tent and pulled on clothes, considering he slept in the nude. He stepped outside and set up a folding chair and sat waiting for the sun to rise.

Bruce awoke next. He looked over remembering he was sharing with Thor and Loki. He looked at his watch, "5:37", he read aloud. He was wide awake, his sleeping bag did no justice in making the ground softer. He stood as best he could in the 5 and a half foot tall tent and pulled on some clothes and walked outside to find Fury doing what he was planning on doing himself.

"Morning." Banner said nodding and taking up a chair beside his boss. Nick nodded and took another sip of his luke warm coffee.

Steve rolled away from Tony, waking up third. He looked at his lover and smiled to himself, sitting up, pulling on a shirt (not caring about his boxers) and crawled out of the tent. He saw Bruce and Nick sitting up, just as the sun was peeping over the ground. He stood there for a while until he heard a rustle, then saw Clint crawling on his hands and knees out of the tent.

"You okay there buddy?" Steve asked helping Barton up. The bird-man nodded and disappeared into the trees behind them. Surely to use the restroom and take advantage of the darkness.

Out came Loki next, already holding a cup of steaming coffee. Steve nodded a hello and Loki walked by him, giving a small gesture to signify a good morning. Natasha appeared suddenly behind Bruce and tapped him on the shoulder. Bruce yelped and jumped, falling onto the ground. Natasha smiled and helped him back up only to sit on his knee briefly then get up to pour herself some coffee.

The sun was up and neither Phil, Thor, and Tony had woken. Clint had been gone for over an hour and nobody was worried. Steve checked on Tony, he was asleep the exact same way he'd left him.

"I'm hungry." Bruce said standing, "The buffet should be open by now right?" he looked at his watch; 7:05.

"Should." Natasha said finishing her second cup of extremely black and lightly sweetened coffee.

"I'll go along with you." Loki said standing from his seat on the ground and following the man.

Faintly, there was a russlting that grew louder and louder. Thor peeped his head out of the tent, like a kitten, and smiled smugly.

"What did you do?" Steve asked curious.

"The Man of Iron is still frightened of the killers of the forest is he not?" Thor asked still smiling.

"Yes?" Steve answered getting a little worried.

"While everyone was in slumber, I wrote a note telling him I'm watching him. I'm surprised you did not notice it when you arose." Thor added and exited his tent.

Steve went to take a look, and there right in Tony's half clinched hand, was a dirty note written in what could easily be mistaken for blood.

"Thor you didn't." Natasha said smirking, she was looking forward to Tony waking up. Thor nodded then grabbed a 48 count box of poptarts and ripped a pack open.

Steve smiled and shook his head. Phil crawled out of his tent next, obvious signs of little sleep loomed about him. "morning." he whispered almost inaudibly. He smelled the coffee and shambled to it, half-heartily pouring a cup and adding cream into it. "Where is everyone?" he questioned after waking up some.

"Bruce and Loki are getting breakfast and Tony's asleep." Nick answered, already dreading the ride back.

"What about Barton?" he asked rubbing his eyes, even his bags had bags.