Hey! This is just some random fanfiction i wrote on a boring sunday afternoon when i was dreading the fact that i had school the next day, I hope you enjoy it! and please tell me if you like it or not! And give me any judgements, like horrific grammar or OOC problems etc

thanks!

and i do not own The Avengers just yet but its a working progress.

i'll keep you updated.

A loud bang caused Natasha to instinctively duck down slightly and stopped her mid-fight with one of Loki's men. The man she was battling tried to land a hit on her while she was distracted but his plan of attack was interrupted by her shooting him in the leg. This resulted in him lying on the ground, holding his leg and whimpering pathetically.

Without showing any signs of care for the wounded bad guy, Natasha turned around and started to make her way out of the building.

"Cap?!" she shouted into her ear piece, "I heard an explosion, is everyone okay?"

Natasha froze and frowned when she didn't get a reply.

"Stark?" She tried.

No reply.

Natasha quickly pushed open the door in front of her and stepped outside looking around.

"Nat?!"

Turning her head to the right she saw Clint and sighed in relief while walking towards him.

She stopped in place when she noticed that Clint wasn't alone. He was holding a small child, around eight years old, with light brown curly hair.

"What is that?" Natasha asked, frowning at the kid.

"A human in its early stages, some people call them children." Clint said sarcastically.

Natasha rolled her eyes, "Why are you holding the kid? Where's his parents?"

"Tash, it's Bruce."

Natasha's frown deepened in confusion, was this a joke?

"I didn't exactly see what happened but I heard a bang and saw a flash of light from the window in the room I was in. I wasn't fighting anyone so I quickly ran out to see if anyone was injured and sitting on the ground was a crying miniature Bruce." Clint explained.

Natasha made eye contact with Clint and they had one of their silent conversations, 'How are we supposed to fix this?'

She looked the small Bruce up and down as she walked passed and then looked around the area.

"Where's everyone else?" She asked turning back to face Clint.

Clint shrugged, "I haven't gotten around to looking."

"Thor?! Steve?!" Natasha tried again with her ear piece, still looking all over the place for any signs of the other team members.

"Excuse me ma'am?"

Natasha whipped her head around to see a skinny, blonde teenager standing awkwardly to her side.

"What's your name kid?" She asked straight to the point, having the feeling she knew who he was.

"Steve."

"Steve Rogers?"

"Uh… Yeah."

Natasha sighed, "Clint it's Cap." She informed the other adult, gesturing towards the teenage boy who looked quite confused.

"Hey Steve, stay with us." She told the kid, getting him to follow her to where Clint was standing.

"Everyone who was outside during the explosion seemed to have been de-aged" Natasha explained to her best friend.

"This is so messed up… Loki seemed to have disappeared from the site after the explosion. This was all a big trap!" Clint told her with a sigh of annoyance.

Natasha just nodded slightly in reply and then made her way to the side pf the building, "I'm going to find the others! Stay there with Steve and Bruce." She told Clint, who nodded.

Natasha had looked nearly everywhere that was outside and was on her way towards the roof.

She was just about to climb the stairs that led to the top of the building when a voice stopped her.

"Oh finally! Someone who can help me out!"

Natasha turned to see another teenage boy, he had dark brown hair that was that "just got out of bed" type messy (though not in a bad way) and tan skin. It was Tony.

"Tony right? Follow me." She demanded, starting to walk back to the exit.

"Woah no. Excuse me? No. Lady, so thanks for being the product of the wonderful Howard Stark, I have been kidnapped enough to know not to follow anyone dressed in all black, holding a gun! Trust me."

Natasha rolled her eyes, "I'm not trying to kidnap you, I work for your father's company" she lied to the boy.

Tony looked uncertain, but ended up nodding and gesturing for her to lead the way. "I don't know where I am or how I got here, but I'm a genius who always knows how to find a way out and I just thought you would want to know that, you know… being my kidnapper and all." Teenage Tony spoke up as they walked.

"You're not being kidnapped." Was all that Natasha said in reply. Tony said nothing else for the rest of the walk.

The two walked out the door to see Clint holding the hand of a small, long haired, blonde kid who was trying his best to escape. Teenager Steve was standing on the other side of Clint, awkwardly looking towards the struggling child and holding the hand of a confused looking Bruce.

"YOU DARE TAKE HOSTAGE OF THE SON OF ODIN?!" The kid, apparently Thor, yelled as loud as he probably could.

Natasha heard a scoff from behind her, "so you are trying to kidnap me!" The young Tony said as he crossed his arms, this resulted with an alert look from Steve.

She chose to just ignore the boy and walked up to mini Thor, "Thor listen up, we aren't trying to take you hostage, we were sent to help you." This seemed to calm the small god enough to stop him from yelling, though he was still pulling a bit to get away from Clint.

"Are you here to help us all?" Steve spoke up, he was still holding to hand of a very confused young Bruce.

"We sure are" Clint responded to the question.

"Alright everyone listen up, I'm going to explain. Tony come closer, I promise we aren't here to kidnap you" Natasha said standing in front of everyone, ready to get into business and start getting things sorted as soon as possible.

"Alright, so this is going to sound really strange and you can choose to believe me or not, either way what I'm telling you is the truth." She started, "This is the future, it's the year 2015 and you guys are a part of a superhero team called the avengers. The bad guy we were fighting has somehow found out a way to turn your older selves into children and erase all the memories from the age you are now to the age you were before the transformation. We are currently finding a way to fix this and you guys will be returned to your normal time and will be back at home soon. For now you're stuck under the protection of us. Any questions?"

Natasha decided to just tell the de-aged avengers the truth, finding it the easiest thing to do. The kids didn't say anything.

Steve looked lost and a bit uncomfortable / concerned.

Bruce, still holding Steve's hand, continued looking wildly confused and was staring hard at the ground.

Thor seemed to believe the explanation, and had nodded after Natasha was done explaining. Probably because Asgard was full of magic and stuff like this must happen often there.

Tony seemed to half-believe what she had said too which surprised Natasha.

"You don't think I'm lying to you?" She asked Tony, her eyebrows rose slightly.

No I believe you. I had a feeling I was in the future because of that model of car over there." Tony said pointing at the one car that was parked in the car park.

Natasha just nodded and Clint let out an amused, small laugh, "you are smart kid." He told Tony, the boy just smirked and raised one eyebrow in reply as if to say "I know that already."

The next few hours were spent talking to Fury about what happened, and helping the de-aged avengers feel more confident that they were safe in the hands of Natasha and Clint.

It was about 7pm when Natasha, Clint and the small avengers arrived at the Stark Tower, after the two only avengers got lectured by Fury on how they were going to handle the situation.

They showed the young avengers where their rooms were and then gave them a small tour of the tower.

It was 7:30 when dinner was ready and they were all sat around the table eating. It was simply lasagne that Pepper had prepared for them before she left on a business trip for Stark Industries. Oh God. Pepper.

"What are we going to tell Pepper?" Natasha blurted out, making Clint stop mid-chew and all the kids looked up from their dishes.

"Oh crap!" Clint said mouth full. "And Jane!"

"Who's Pepper and Jane?" Tony spoke up for the first time during dinner.

"Nothing, don't worry, just eat your dinner. We will figure it out." Natasha replied to Tony and them mouthed 'later' to Clint to inform him they would talk about it later.

About 20 minutes later, everyone had finished their dinner except Tony, who still had half left. "I'm not that hungry, but thank you, it was nice." He smiled handing his half eaten dinner to Natasha.

"What? You've barely eaten any of it!" Clint exclaimed looking at the teenager's plate in shock.

"Clint!" Natasha sent a glare towards the man to shut him up, "It's all good Tony."

Steve was next to hand her his plate, it was empty. "Thank you ma'am it was delicious! I very much enjoyed it!" He said politely.

Thor then came up and handed her his, "Lady Natasha, although I have never heard of such a dish before, it was very delightful, Thank you."

"You're very welcome Thor." Natasha smiled.

"You finished with your empty plate buddy?" Clint asked Bruce playfully.

Bruce simply nodded and sent both the adults a small smile as a thank you.

"Does small Bruce have knowledge on our spoken language?" Thor asked rather loudly gesturing towards Bruce.

"Yes he does Thor." Natasha said collecting Bruce's plate from Clint and taking the stack to the sink to wash.

"I do not believe I have heard the mortal speak yet." Thor continued.

"I think he's just very shy." Steve informed Thor.

"He can speak up whenever he wants, there's no rush." Clint said giving Bruce's shoulder a reassuring squeeze before heading off to the lounge room.

"Who wants to watch 'Emperor's New Groove' with me?!" He yelled out to the kids excitedly.

It was 9:30pm when Clint and Natasha had put the de-aged avengers to bed. They were now both sitting lazily on the couch, both exhausted after the long day.

"How are we going to fix this Nat?" Clint sighed, running a hand over his face in frustration.

"I honestly have no idea Clint, but we need to fix it fast! Loki has de-aged them for a reason." Natasha replied.

Clint nodded and frowned at the same time. Loki would've made them kids because it would be easier to defeat them.

"But for now I think we should study up our friends' childhoods." Natasha spoke up again, while standing up and heading towards the box of files they had received from Fury that afternoon.

"Ugh, can't we just go off what we already know and treat them like normal kids?" Clint huffed.

"No because one of them isn't just a kid but a god and secondly there are some things that are really important that we need to know. For example, I've already read Tony's file and I know that throughout his childhood he suffered with an eating disorder. And tonight at dinner you put him on the spot and you could have freaked him out and made things worse." Natasha informed him, chucking Tony's file on his lap to read.

"Tony had an eating disorder? Actually, young Tony did look rather skinny now that I think of it." Clint said grimacing sympathetically and opening the front page of the file.

"Honestly I'm not surprised though, growing up with his family would've been crazy and all over the place. I've heard that quite a few people with eating disorders see their eating habits as the only thing they have control of." Natasha said sadly.

Throughout their reading they found out a few more important things they needed to look out for:

Steve had asthma and they needed to get him an asthma puffer, he's also very prone to injures and also had problems keeping on weight.

Tony had an eating disorder, and they also needed to watch out for signs of bulimia.

There wasn't much information on Thor, so they were just going to have to look out for him.

And Bruce was allergic to peanuts; also he seemed to not speak.

"Okay, so we have two very thin teenagers, one of them with asthma, a mini god from another realm, and a mute tiny Bruce." Clint said placing the last file back into the box, "This is going to be exhausting."

"We've been through worse." Natasha replied, placing the box back where it was before. "Remember Budapest?"

"You and I remember Budapest very differently."

That's the first chapter of my first avengers fanfiction ever written! I hope you enjoyed it! i love writing for young Thor, though whenever im writing its meant to be in fetus thor voice though in my head its the deep adult Thor voice and its making me laugh imagining baby Thor with a really deep Thor voice hahaha any way please review and tell me if you liked it or you know tell me if you hate it if you want because its a free country where im from (Australia) and feel free to do whatever cause captain america and freedom and all that jazz! I aint gonna judge you for whatever comment you post i just want to know whether i should continue or not :) any way yeah im rambling im done.

Thankyou for reading!

~Sophie-Jo~ xoxox