Thor: WHERE ARE MY POPTARTS?
Steve: I don't know.
Steve: Where did you last have them?
Clint: uh.... your poptarts?
Clint: That last box was mine.
Thor: IT TWAS NOT EYE OF HAWK
Clint: okay OKAY I do not want an angry Thor. What can I do?
Thor: GIVE THY POPTARTS BACK
Clint: no can do
Thor: WHY NOT
Clint: BECAUSE THEY QRE CURRENTLY BEING DIGESTED
Thor: STOP DIGESTING THEM
Clint: I CAN'T DO THAT
Natasha: *eats popcorn*
Clint: Naaaaaaattttttttt
Clint: save. Me.
Clint: please my spy twin
Natasha: I have to same answer as you
Natasha: no can do
Clint: whhhhyyyyyyy
Natasha: this is fun to watch
Natasha: I might save you
Clint: .....
Thor: POPTARTS
Bruce: would if I scienced a poptart?
Natasha: did you just use science as a verb?
Clint: have you been hanging out with Tony?
Bruce: Yes, to both questions.
Steve: How long has it been since you slept?
Bruce: maybe a day and a half?
Steve: go to sleep
Bruce: Tony's asleep on the floor
Bruce: do I sleep there?
Natasha: I imagine Steve sighing right now
Clint: I imagine him rolling his eyes
Steve: Jokes on you, I'm doing both. Bruce, go sleep in your bed. I'll go get Tony once I get back.
Bruce: K gnight guys
Clint: It's 1 PM
Steve: Clint, you've slept through the day before. You have no rook to talk.
Natasha: Where are you, Steve?
Steve: The supermarket.
Steve: I'm getting more poptarts for Thor.
Thor: THANK YOU CAPTAIN
Tony: You know I could've just ordered over 500 boxes online, right?
Natasha: ....
Clint: ....
Steve: ....
Steve: Are you even sane, Tony?
Thor: THANK YOU FOR YOUR GENEROSITY MAN OF IRON
Tony: Tony, please Thor, and I think you know the answer to that question Capsicle.
Steve: go back to bed Tony
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Avengers Stories //Oneshots//
Fanfiction//REQUESTS OPENED// Bunches of fanfiction involving the original 6 Avengers with a few different ones sprinkled in. All one shots! Some short, some longer, but mostly oneshots with some exceptions. Mainly Tony-centric!
