Little Avengers

Chapter 2

Brielle's POV

Okay there are kids who should be adults. Im a 25 year old woman who has 8 kids to take care of. I needed to call for some help, but I cant let anyone know about this. Nick wont answer my calls and I dont know what to do.

"I want food." Tony says.

"Me hungry." Clint says.

"Ow Sam bit me." Bucky says.

"No I didnt." Sam says.

"I would like some thing to eat please." Steve says to me.

"Okay just a sec." I say.

I didnt know what to do. Luckily Thor was obsessed with Chicken Nuggets the last time he was here. So I can make that. Where am I suppose to put them tonight? They are to little to lay in their beds. I then heard Peter crying. Oh god he barely has any teeth.

"Make it stop." Nat says.

"Shut up!" Sam yells making Peter cry louder.

I went over to Peter and picked him up. I helded him close to me and kissed his little head as I bounced him in my arms.

"FRIDAY? Will you please get the fastest delivery service to bring me a few things?" I ask.

"Of course what should they bring?" FRIDAY asks.

"Well I need four cribs, 3 playpens, just a bunch like alot of baby clothes from a year to 4 years old for both genders , then I need alot of baby food, diapers, whips, some baby blankets, a baby carrier thing, a stroller that sits 7, 8 highchairs, and 8 carseats. Thats all for now. Oh and a baby monitor." I say.

"Should I put it on Mr.Stark's card?" FRIDAY asks.

"Yes." I say.

"It should be here in an hour." FRIDAY says.

I got the Chicken Nuggets out of the oven and platted them for the team. I gave them their food and I gave Peter alittle bit so he wouldnt chock. The stuff got here and I fed Peter some baby food. After they were done I decided I had to call someone for help.

"Bri.. Bucky put cats-up on me." Steve says.

"Bucky. No. Okay Steve hang on." I say.

I placed Peter in a playpen and got everyone cleaned up and changed into new clothes. Then placed them into their playpens. I put Sam, Nat, and Bucky in one. Bruce, Clint and Peter in another. Steve and Tony in the last one.

"Pew. Pew." Nat says aiming her gun at Bucky.

"Pew. Pew. Back at you." Bucky says.

Bucky's accidentally let the gun toy slip and it hit Peter in the head. He was crying loudly and everyone was covering there ears.

"Shhh baby." Bruce says hugging Peter.

"Mean Bucky." Clint says throwing the gun back.

"I sawee." Bucky says.

"Its okay sweetie. Come here Petey. Its okay." I say and rock him in my arms.

"No! Mine!" Tony whines trying to get out of his playpen.

"Tony no. Petey got a booboo." Steve says.

"Ow! I got booboo too." Tony says grabbing his knee and falling down.

"Hey Tony please be quiet. Peter is going to sleep." I say.

He mumbled something and sat back down. After Peter went to bed I placed him in his crib and went back to the others.

"I sleepy." Bruce says.

"Okay. Come with me its bed time." I say.

I picked him up and placed him in the same crib as Peter. I went back and Sam and then Bucky and put them in another crib together. I went back for Clint and then Natasha and I placed them in the other crib. Next was my two boys. God this is weird.

"Im ready for bed." Steve says.

"Okay come on." I say.

I picked him up and put him in the last crib and he placed a small kiss to my cheek before laying down. Last one to get was Tony and he looked the very tired.

"No night night." Tony says.

"Yes night night. Come on." I say and pick him up.

I carried him to the room and placed him in the same crib as Steve. I turned out the light and went to my room. I decides to call Nick again and still nothing. So I called my mom instead.

Phone Call

Gladys: Hey sweetie whats up?

Brielle: Oh nothing much. Except 8 Avengers are toddlers and Im all alone. I need help.

Gladys: What? Baby Avengers?

Brielle: Yea. Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Tony Stark, and Steve Rogers. They are all kids. I need help.

Gladys: I would help, but some of us went away for awhile. Call your brother.

End Phone Call

So I did just that.

Phone Call

Jughead: Hey.

Brielle: Avengers are not toddlers and I need help.

Jughead: Okay. You want us to come there or... Is this a joke?

Brielle: No. why would I joke about this. Help me.

"Okay. It may be easier to be here. Im sure Cheryl will let you use her other house. Just come tomorrow. If they are still babies or whatever.

End Call.

I didnt think about that it could be a one day thing. Thats it.

Next Morning

They are still children. When will this end are they stuck like this forever? Oh crap.