Percy Jackson and the avengers - fem. Percy

Chapt. 4

third-person POV

And so the fallen avengers were dragged back on to the hellcarrier.

Nick Fury POV

" What the hell have you done to the avengers! And why is Loki not in chains. You. Who the hell are you?" I questioned furious, wondering why exactly the team was knocked out and why thor was quivering in his shoes.

"Well, Nicky, I am Loki's wife, and he was under mind control, so don't you dare say he should be in chains." 'well, shit did I just anger another god and one that seems to be able to hold her own in a fight better than Natasha by the looks of it.'

Tony POV

Hahaha

Pirate just peed his pants off because of my niece.

"oh dear uncle, you aren't of the hook either."

Well crap, I think I just wet my pants...

Percia POV

I grab both my husband's, My brother-in-law and my uncle's ears as wee; I used water to grab my uncle, dragging them towards the meeting room, nodding to Agent hill on the way.

I sit them all in chairs, turning to face my uncle first... a bead of sweat drips down his forehead. Good, he should be nervous.  

" Why exactly did I have to hear from Zeus complaining about aliens to know that my husband was trying to take over the world under mind control. you should know that Loki's eyes are green by now. "

" Well, I was more focused on the aliens, and thor should have known better he is his brother. thor didn't say anything either."

"hmph, no cookies for three weeks, and I am telling Jarvis to limit your caffeine intake and no access to the lab for a week."

" Noooo. Please," he begged.

" it could be a week and a half..."

" no, a week is fine," he says, shaking his head.

I then turned to thor...

"My dear brother-in-law, don't think your off the hook with only a month with no blue cookies. No pop tarts or sparring for two weeks or I'll call jane. " I threatened.

"Please, sister-in-law, not the pop tarts" be pleaded with a pair of baby seal eyes, which though good were nothing compared to mine or my fathers.

"Please, I taught you those eyes; they don't work on me. Try that again, and I call Frigga while I'm at it." he shuddered at the threat.

"No sister-in-law, it's fine, no pop tarts or sparring for two weeks and no blue cookies for a month." He shook his head vigorously.

I turned to my husband, his eyes widened in fear. 

#Authors note

Hi. Sorry for the delay in updating. Please comment on what would be a good idea for Loki's punishment.