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Dear Fury don't be mad at us.

Warning I don't own any characters besides Catherine and Alice the rest belong to Marvel.

*3 hours before we stoll the Quinjet*

Avengers p.o.v.

The avengers where all in different rooms. The inseparable twins, Petrio Wanda, are laying on the couches with Steve who was trying to change the channel but falling miserably because every time he got close to Petrio, who had the remote, he would run off. While Wanda lazily laid on the couch not caring about the two boys fighting in the background.

"Give me the remote Petrio!"

"Never you don't deserve my baby!" Petrio exclaimed holding the remote close.

Meanwhile (in a parallel universe...)

Natasha and Clint where in the training room. Doing what you ask? TRAINING WHAT ELSE! Clint was firing away at moving targets. While Ready Aim Fire was playing in the back ground. Natasha on the other had was beating up a poor punching bag that had done nothing wrong. That poor punching bag... Both of the master assassins where sweating and breathing hard.

"Hay Clint you wanna spar?"

"Natasha where you say 'Hay Clint you wanna spar? In my ears it sounds like Hay Clint you wanna get your butt kicked and some bones broken?"

"Haha."

Meanwhile

Vision was out side enjoying the sun. He was out on the deck flooring just above it. He looked out upon the city that laid before him. He had always admired it. It was probably his favourite spot in the entire tower. The reason why was that it was maybe the most perfect spot in the tower or ever anywhere in the city as he would say. He absolutely love his little spot but to his dismay he new he would be heading back in soon to make sure Wanda is ok.

Meanwhile

Tony and Bruce where in the labotory working on... science stuff that no one understands. Tony was building yet another suit. While Bruce was doing something with something and hoping it would create something else.

"Bruce can you hand me that."

"Tony you're going to have to be more specific."

"The wrench I need the wrench."

"Whitch one?"

"That one."

"Yeah I get that but witch one is that one?!"

"That one!!!"

"Witch one?!"

"THE BIG ONE."

"TONY THERE ARE SEVEN BIG ONES WITCH ONE ARE YOU REFERING TO?!"

"THAT ONE!!"

"TONY!!!"

Meanwhile

Thor oblivious to everything else that was going on in the training room living room and Laboratory was in the kitchen making this wonderful things called poptartes.

Thor walked over to the cabinet  opened the door expecting to see his beloved poptarts. He sees the box of poptarts are as he says pop of the tarts picks them up only to discover that they where lighter then normal.

He open the box and sees nothing the is noting in it at all.  To say he was triggered was the understatement of the year.

"WHO ATE MY POP IF THE TARTS!!"

Thor murrderstrives into the living room where Wanda Petrio and Steve where.

"WHO ATE MY POP OF THE TARTS!!"

"I didn't." Wanda was the first to respond.

Petrio shocked at his arrive feel over. Letting Steve grab the remote.

"I didn't." Steve said grabbing the remote before flipping onto the couch next to Wanda.

Petrio was the last to respond. "I would never eat a Poptart I hate them.

The elevator door burst open revolving a frightened Tony.

"Guys hide me Buruce is going to kill me!!"

"Bruce or the Hulk?" Wanda asked.

"Burce."

Just than the elevator opened again traveling the one and only Bruce.

"DID YOU EAT MY POP OF THE TARTS?"

"No." Tony and Bruce replied.

Bruce than ran at Tony jumped on his back pushed him down and pinned him. The vent above them than fell. Bruce being alone dodged it Tony was not so lucky. He ended up with Clint on top of him.

Clint admedettly got up to run but Natasha jumped on him to quick. They both where now wrestling on the ground Bruce had walk to sit on the couch with Petrio who had grabbed popcorn.

Tony had ended up in the wrestling match and was losing miserably to the master assassins.

"WHO ATE MY POP OF THE CORN!!!"

"Inside voice dang it!!"

And than Thor was involved. Natasha was still winning. Vision floated through the floor to the living room where he found Wanda...... And all the others fighting.

"Wanda why do they in-"

"Shhhhhh just watch."

"Avengers." The faint voice of fury said.

"Avengers." It was little bit louder but no one noticed.

"AVENGERS!" all the avengers stop. To look at the T.V. screen and see a very angry fury.

"What's up one eye?"

"You are all going......."

All the avengers but Natasha Clint Vision and Steve all zoned my after that.

Before they new what was happening they where pushed into a elevator. They walk it to where the Quinjet would be only to find it not there.

"What guys where is the Quinjet?" Tony asked.

"It's gone." Clint answered.

"We can see that!" Wanda shouts.

This lead to a large argument between everyone but Natasha and Bruce. When they noticed something where the Quinjet would be. Curious they walk to it picking it up and reading it.

Dear avengers,
       Sorry not sorry we had to steal the Quinjet for a little. You know cuz we kinda are goimg to go take down a H.Y.D.R.A base..... you know how that is. Anyway we would be back in a little. The Quinjet will be back in its place so yeah. By the way we took all the ice cream.

        - from
                The Unknown.

Well Salty Hashbrowns In Tocas

"Guys stop fighting and look at this!" Natasha shouts.

They all stop and one by one read it.

"Oh come on the ate all the ice cream!" Clint winned.

"Clint I'm sad about the ice cream to but they stoll the Quinjet! I think the fact that they were able to steal it is more important." Tony points out.

"For once I thing Tony is right." Wanda says.

"Yeah but who is going to tell Fury." Bruce asked.

"NOT IT!" Everyone but Steve shouts.

"Not- dang it!"

Fury was mad would be the understatement of all understatement of all time future past and present.