I think we've all seen a 'Baby Avengers' fanfic before. Not that there's anything wrong with those, but it's the standard crossover (if that's the right word for it), perhaps tied with 'Animal Avengers' (I still can't decide whether Thor or Steve would be the best Golden Retriever). I just happen to like defying the norms, and avoiding a few cliché situations in the process. Of course you can't avoid them all, but let's see how far we get.
Either way, what if we made this whole experience a bit worse for Fury and whoever else is in charge of these heroes. Because babies can be annoying, yes, and toddlers too. But there's one thing infinitely worse than both together.
(hehe, I just had to)
May I present:
The Teenage Avengers.
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"First day at high school," Maria Hill mused as the last of the Avengers (Pietro, ironically) was hustled out of the door towards the school, "I wonder who gets sent home first."
"Stark, I'm guessing," Stephen Ford grumbled, still not entirely haven forgiven Tony for that one time the billionaire had caught him playing Galaga and informed the whole Helicarrier.
"I think Thor," Maria replied, "his knowledge of Midg— I mean Earth — is still too limited."
"Does it matter?" Nick Fury enquired, taking in the mess on the kitchen table with an internal groan.
Maria followed Fury's gaze to the table and smiled.
"It'll get better, this morning was a bit of a rush."
"Well it's your problem," Fury announced, "I've got an entire Enforcement and Logistics Division of Strategic Homeland Intervention to run, so you two are in charge of the Avengers until Tony fixes this. I'm leaving."
Stephen and Maria exchanged a glance.
"And both of you are wrong," Fury shouted as he walked down the passage, "if anyone is going to get kicked out class, it'll be that monster Loki."
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3 HOURS LATER
"I think someone's knocking on the door."
"We have a doorbell, Stef, why would they knock?"
"I don't know, I'll go open up. Still wanna change your bets on who it'll be?"
"No, it's Thor or Bucky, I'm certain."
"And you're so gonna lose. If anyone got kicked out of class, it's definitely Tony, or Natasha. Did you notice how strong her accent is? The first time someone mentions it, they're gonna get beat up bad."
"Well, why don't you go see for yourself who it is?"
MOMENTS LATER.
"..."
"..."
"I'm speechless," Stef announced.
"Bruce?"
Bruce Banner adjusted his glasses nervously.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, I got kicked out of class. Am I the first one back?"
Maria and Stef exchanged looks.
"Yesss..."
"Is something wrong?"
"No, no, nothing. Did you... Did the Other Guy..."
Bruce shook his head, and Maria sighed in relief. Her salary as a SHIELD agent wasn't very low, but it certainly wasn't high enough to rebuild a school with.
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FanfictionI am aware that I have too many fanfic ideas. I really am. That's why I have this - Random Crazy Ideas. It's kind of an out-of-hand Plot Shop. This is where I'll collect ideas that I might write one day. Or not. Or maybe I'll let someone else write...
