Stark

3. The Avengers

Emma's point of view

I sat on the couch, waiting for breakfast. Tony had to go somewhere. He said he was going to bring someone that he wanted me to meet. I had my legs crossed as I sat on the couch. My eyes were closed and my head was leaning back on the couch.

"I don't think that's how you do yoga".

I opened my eyes to see all the Avengers, well most of the Avengers, in the living room. Rhodey and Captain America sat down next to me.

"So how old are you again?" Thor asks.

"I'm 15", I said.

"Where have you been this whole time?" One of the Avengers, Scarlett Witch asked me.

"I've lived in the Mansion in Malibu",I explained. Most of the Avengers nodded in understanding. "I'm sorry, but I don't know all your names. I only know Rhodey".

"Emma, That's Steve", Rhodey says, pointing at Captain America. "That's Clint". Rhodey pointed to Hawkeye, who was playing a game.

"Have you ever played Video games, Emma?" Clint asks.

"No", I said. "What are Video Games?"

"Something that'll rot your brain which is why we don't play it and why Clint is dumb", The Black Widow says which made me chuckle.

"That's Natasha, but we call her Nat", Rhodey says, pointing at Black Widow. "Those are the Twins, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff". He pointed at Scarlett Witch and Quicksilver. "That's Thor and that-", Rhodey was cut off by the sound of someone shouting angrily.

"SCOTT!"

"Not again", Clint, Wanda, Pietro and Natasha said in unison. The four of them rushed out of the living room.

"Scott, we've been over this for 2 months now!" Natasha shouted.

"If we stop and he dies, we won't have to deal with this", I heard a new voice say. Then there was the sound of slapping which almost made me laugh. "Really, Nat?"

"Just get this over with", Natasha says.

"But my game is on", Clint complains.

"I DON'T CARE, CLINTON!".

My face was turning red as I tried my hardest not to laugh. Natasha came back into the room, calm as if nothing happened.

The room was silent which made me release all of my laughter. "Sorry. Sorry. It was just so quiet in here", I said through giggles.

Clint and the Maximoff twins came back into the living room with three other guys. "Who's this?" One of them,the Falcon asks.

"This is Emma, Tony's sister. Emma, this is Sam, Scott and Bucky", Steve says.

"Tony has a sister?" Sam asks.

"You don't look like each other", Scott said.

"That's because I'm adopted", I explained. Bucky, Sam and Scott nodded in understanding.

Tony came into the living room with a kid, who looked like my age, walking in behind him.

"Parker, you've seen the news, right?"Tony asks. The boy, Parker, nodded. "Okay then you already know my sister, Emma. Emma, this is Peter Parker. He goes to your new school".

"Hello Sailor", I said.

"Emma, don't flirt with him", Tony says. I looked at him in disgust.

"I wasn't flirting".

"How long did you trap her in that mansion, Tony?" Pietro asks.

"I didn't...I did not trap her, okay? Oh, and just a little warning, Emma does pull pranks", Tony says.

The Avengers start looking at their surroundings. I rolled my eyes. Did they really think I'd pull a prank as soon as I got here? "Do you guys know how long it takes to plan and pull a prank? It's obviously going to come when you least expect it", I said. "Relax, I'll do most of them on Tony. Most of them".

Tony glares at me which made me smile. "Alright, first things first. Do not say 'Hey Sailor' when you greet someone. They'll think you're flirting with them and nobody wants to see you attempt to flirt", Tony explains.

"Do I need to take notes?" I asked.

"Yes". Literally out of nowhere, I grabbed a pencil and a notepad. I wrote as much as I could as Tony rambles on. He speaks and speaks until Wanda puts a hand on his shoulder.

"Tony, I think we got this", she said.

"We?" Tony asks. Wanda nodded. Pietro stood up and walks over to Peter, Tony and Wanda. "Oh. This is like a whole teens team up or something".

"It's better us than you", Wanda says as I got up from the couch. I nodded in agreement. Tony looks at me, obviously offended that I wasn't taking his side. The four of us walked out of the living room.