Avengers Sick-fics

Too Many Sick Mortals - Avengers

So I may or may not have combined four requests because they all fit together so well, I hope that's ok with all of you, but two of them were practically the same and a third one just fit too well for me not to include it. Plus I'm running short on time so... I guess this is an effective time-saving technique??

Anyway, this is for LPSGirl109, flamingsapphire14 , leocat641 and BuckyBarnes2003, hope you all enjoy x

Set after Avengers(?)

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There's something wrong with my wattpad, sorry for the repeated updates

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Natasha just wanted to prove that when she tried, she was actually a half-decent cook.

And she would've, had she not accidentally put in Russian poison instead of a "dash of my special spices."

Needless to say, the Avengers were very lucky she only put in the tiniest pinch, but even so, Tony, Natasha, Clint, Bruce and even Loki found themselves extremely sick.

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Clint was cold. Shivering in fact. Something was very off but he wasn't quite sure what. He asked Jarvis to turn up the heating as he felt his eyes closing and his mind drifting back to sleep.

Tony wasn't quite sure, but he definitely was coming down with something. It was probably time to get ready to hide out in his room for a few days then. He had been thinking how lucky he'd been, not getting sick while any of the Avengers were around. He'd jinxed himself.

Bruce hadn't been sick in a long time but he knew how it felt. He curled onto his side, cold and achey and asked Jarvis to turn up the heating. Then, when he felt it was warm enough to leave the warmth of his bed, he staggered into the bathroom and took two Panadols (guys, idk American medicine. This is just basic Australian stuff) and went back to bed to sleep it off.

Natasha woke and saw quietly to herself. She recognised this. She'd poisoned herself. She must have mixed up the bottles of her spices and her poison. So that's was why people always sniff their spices before adding them.

Loki didn't get mortal diseases. He was sure of it. Thor didn't, so why should he? This stomach ache was a result of his eating disgusting mortal food and nothing more. A voice at the back of his mind suggested he was a different species to Thor but he shrugged it off. He'd make some sort of herbal tonic tomorrow if he still didn't feel great.

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Steve and Thor were the only Avengers who turned up to training. This was odd, because while Tony often skipped due to being in his lab, Clint and Natasha would always be there, as would Bruce, if only so that he understood any new tricks they learnt. Loki would generally turn up of his own volition but occasionally, he elected not to come if he was feeling particularly murderous.

"Thor, we organised training, right?"

"Of course! I would not be here if we had not!" Steve nodded to himself. They'd already waited fifteen minutes, where was everyone? Clint was always the latest at ten minutes max and Natasha had never been late. Loki and Bruce were wildcards and Tony would always turn up sooner or later.

Generally later.

"We should go and check on them," Steve decided and the two blonds went in search of their friends.