Avengers Stories //Oneshots//

Train Set

"Let me get this straight. You bought a giant train set while sleep deprived and you are now asking us to help put it together?" Clint asked.

"No," Tony said, "I bought 100 connectable train sets and am now asking you all to help me put them together."

".....why?"

"Why on which part?"

"Why were you sleep deprived and why do you want us to help?"

"Lab binge and.." he glanced at Steve from his position on the floor. "..... team bonding?"

The captain sighed. "Can't argue with that. Let's build this train set."

Bruce raised an eyebrow at Tony, noticing how he was slightly disheveled. "Are you still sleep deprived?"

Tony grinned, nearly making Natasha facepalm. "Maybe a little, but that just makes this all the more fun."

The other four (Thor was in Asgard) groaned.

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Turned out that putting together the train set was going to be harder then necessary since Tony and Clint kept hiding some pieces for fun, much to the amusement of Bruce and chargin to Steve and Natasha.

The train sets weren't all the same, actually. Some were the plastic ones and some were the bendy ones.

"I'm no engineer, but how are we supposed to get these to connect?" Steve asked, gesturing to the fragments of train track all around the room. They'd pushed the couches to far walls, leaving them ample space to work.

Tony smiled in a way that said "I am a manical engineer" and said, "Leave it to me, capsicle."

Clint accidentally broke Natasha's trainer apart while looking for a piece. She looked ready to murder him, but then Bruce was there to help her put it back together.

Over the next couple of hours, the mighty Avengers could be found connecting train sets. Tony made what he called "the emperor pieces" that connect the squishy, flexible train pieces with the hard, immovable plastic ones.

"You couldn't have thought of a better name than "the emperor pieces"? You're off your game, Tones," Natasha said as she connect train sets with emperor pieces in quick succession. The genius stuck his tongue out at her as he built another piece.

The team had actually started to have fun with the train sets, bantering and joking back and forth. Steve thought that even though it was a pretty out there thing, putting together train sets was a really good team bonding activity.

They were having so much fun that they forgot about the meeting with Fury. The Spy (Capitol letters needed) walked in and his face showed suprise for the first time in years.

"What is this?" He asked, raising his voice over the music blaring. They took turns with the theme of it and right now it was on AC/DC's Back in Black, courtesy of Tony.

Jarvis stopped the music and the Avengers stood, startled to see Fury. Except for Tony and Clint who were busy with making a loop-d-loop out of parts that were not meant to make a loop-d-loop.

"Uh, sir, have we missed the meeting?" Steve asked. Bruce glanced at his watch.

"Yep."

Fury's arms were crossed over his chest and his one good eye was looking at them all intently, then at the floor.

"You've missed the meeting by two hours. Now what is this?" He gestured one hand around the room at the train world they had made. It stretched into the kitchen and trains made their way around the track, set to avoid going to unfinished areas.

"Train Island." Clint supplied.

"Train Mountain." Tony disagreed.

The archer raised an eyebrow. "You're more sleep deprived than I thought if you think this is a mountain."

"This is the top level of my tower. That makes it on top of a mountain."

"Nu-uh."

"Yu-uh."

"Kids!" Natasha tutted, making both of them pout silently.

Bruce and Steve facepalmed, the former chuckling while the latter wondered how in the world it had come to this.

Fury sighed, cape billowing without wind. "Just don't miss the next one." He turned on his heel and walked out.

"Oof," Clint said.

/

By sunset, they had built train tracks all across the tower, coming from the livingroom and circling through the kitchen and hallways.

After hours of building, they had possibly made what might be the longest fake train track line ever.

"That was actually pretty fun, Tony," Clint said, leaned back on the couch.

"You might want to tell him tomorrow," Bruce said, making them look over to see their resident inventor dead to the world, asleep on one of the other couches.

"I was wondering when he'd crash," Natasha whispered as she threw a blanket on him, having to step over train tracks to avoid crushing them. Tony could go for a long time without sleep, but if he was relaxed enough he would be out like a light. They were glad he could rest in their presence.

Clint turned on the TV with the volume on low and they preceded to watch a movie, occasionally looking at the trains as they chugged by.

It was a great day.