"You do realise there's no turning back after this?" Loki asked the group, who nodded firmly.

They'd all grown tired of pretending to be teenagers. It was more work than they'd remembered. What with the sleeping, and the eating, and the thinking-of-excuses-to-get-out-of-detention.

Fury and Coulson were also growing tired of the constant battle. Tony had received such an earful when they'd gotten back to Stark Tower after the meeting Coulson had had with the head teacher, and even Tony, quoting the Internet had said: "ain't nobody got time for that." Before skulking off to his room.

The only person who felt they'd miss being back as a teenager was Steve. But it wasn't for himself he felt bad about. It was because of Jackson. The kid was coming too close to guessing his true identity. Far too close. He'd have to give up the game soon, and he'd feel bad about leaving him, after all, he'd deduced that the kid didn't have all that many friends. So he decided that once he was a big, strong, muscly adult again, he'd invite Jackson to the Tower one evening. He wasn't going to pretend it was to annoy Tony slightly.

Natasha also felt slightly bad. But that was mainly because this adorably awkward kid with spots like a pepperoni pizza had plucked up the courage to ask her out. Of course she had declined, but the look on his face afterwards had made her want to take it all back. But she had Clint, after all.

Bruce was ready to change back. Mainly because he'd avoided turning into the Hulk as a teenager, and didn't want to stick around long enough to create the experience. But being 14 had taught him that barely any body knew who 'Bruce Banner' was, even with Tony and Clint trying to make him sound like the greatest guy in the world. He was sure however, people would have taken their words more seriously had they been their proper age.

Pepper had thoroughly enjoyed the experience, and was dreading the moment when she'd have to waltz into Stark Industries and start on the mountain of business meetings. It had also created an eye opener for her, and she had decided that once she'd returned she'd start a 'bring you child to work day'. After all, it was important for kids to see outside of the class rooms, in working offices. Besides, she'd have to get back soon because there was still a growing suspicion as to where her and Tony were.

Thor was indifferent. He would like Pop Tarts either way. Teenager or adult. Pop Tarts were Pop Tarts. He had decided he wouldn't miss the actual experience too much either. He hadn't shrunk all that much, and he was still the same build, it wasn't like he was stepping into an old body. Plus, he didn't feel the nostalgia that came with re-attending high school. After all, he never went to high school on Asgard, but had a completely different form of teaching altogether.

Clint was going to miss it. Slightly. A little bit. A lot. He'd had a messed up childhood, which was pretty true for most people in the group, but while he'd been at the circus, kids would waltz in with their mates after a long day of school. He only got the school experience briefly.

Loki didn't really care. Either way he was suppose to be on Asgard. But he guessed, hoped, that they'd maybe let him stay a little longer, after his act of trickery/kindness.

"3, 2, 1!" He said, and each person felt themselves tingling, like they had a bad case of pins and needles.

They all stood up straight, then doubled up clutching their mouths as they threw up. It wasn't a pleasant experience. Loki could see Tony grimacing at the mess of vomit on the lab floor. But then he looked down and grinned as he saw himself as the right height again.

After they had all finished throwing up, they ran to their en-suites, to carry on the throwing up and other unpleasantries that came with growing rapidly.

As Pepper ran to the bathroom and washed her face, it was like something off Shrek as she looked into the mirror. That's when she decided, next Halloween she was going as Princess Fiona.

The group recollected in the main lounge, and all flopped onto the sofa. Clint was smiling as he watched Thor make a beeline to the kitchen and come back with an arm full of Pop Tart boxes. Bruce and Tony scowling at him as he came.

They sat there for a bit taking in their last week of school, and enjoying the memories that came with it.

Natasha smiled to herself as thought. That was probably the weirdest, but funniest mission I've ever had.

Before she was brought away from the sentiments by a loud explosion coming from the lab. The group looked at Tony and Bruce who looked at each other, exchanged glances and then yelled:

"Fuck!"

The end! Hope you enjoyed it! You can check out The Problem with the Planet, and/or Connections if you want to :P