Tony walked back and forth, annoyed and worried at the same time. "Tony why don't you go relax, the kids probably fine!" Steve exclaimed. "But what if he's not! This is the fourth night this week he's been out late." Tony shot back. Natasha who had been walking to the kitchen for a late night snack overheard the conversation decided to join.

"Steve's right, he's probably fine."

"But-" He was cut off by the door to the main room opening. Steve his behind a wall as Natasha ducked down behind a counter. Peter casually walked out and was about to go in the elevator until Tony's voice stopped him.

"Where have you been?" He asked accusingly.

"I was with cap." The teen reasoned.

Steve appeared from behind the wall with a stern face, as Natasha appeared from behind the counter too. "Try again." The soldier said.

Then, the door opened once again, to reaveal Carol walking in, sipping on a drink from a fast food restaurant. "Sup losers." She said, nodding once before fistbumbing peter, and going into the elevator.

"Okay then..." Natasha said as she retreated to her room, as Steve and peter did too. And then all that was left was Tony standing in the room, shocked.