As the dawns light crack through the windows of the tower. Thor stands in the Avengers kitchen as the brewing bubbles of a dark roast boil.
The crinkling of a silver packaging to reveal a frosted pastry. A small beep from the machine an ivory colored ceramic mug and it slowly filled with liquid caffeine to the brim. A pop of the toaster as the pastries leaping out of the toaster placed on two a small plate.
Peter walks into the kitchen and notices the pop reset in his uncle Thor's hand.
"Uncle Thor, may I have a pop tart?" He states with a smile. "Sure thing spider child," He hands him a pastry.
Peter wearing a red sweater, blue shorts, and socks. Thor in a grey sweater, flannel pajama pants, and bronze eyepatch.
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Domestic avengers one shots and trash
RandomThis is the story of the adventures of the domestic avengers and shipping. Schedule: Twice a week however with summer coming I'll probably post more frequently.
