(A/N) Whoop, whoop... ehehehe, sorry for the unannounced hiatus I took. But I'm back now from my break! And I've posted a new story on my profile!
You guys can check it out if you want, it's about Loki whoops.

So, I had some time out of the Marvel fandom for a while,,, but Endgame dragged me back in... I'm still really upset ack.

ANYWAYS! Thank you all for being so patient, and reviewing this story!

Also! Sorry, this chapter isn't the best, if I'm honest. It hasn't been edited either hnggg, I needed to post it though!

[The Bifrost sends Hulk across space to Earth.]

"Wow, the Hulk can really fly," Tony joked, patting his science bro on the shoulder.

Thor thanked Tony mentally, he needed something to keep him distracted. After all, Thor mused, this was in the future. He could kill Thanos before he could put another finger on his baby brothers head.

He will kill Thanos.

Bruce made a noise of amusement, before shaking his head. "If you count plummeting as flying."

"I have a feeling this will not be a graceful landing," Clint commented, a small smirk playing on his lips.

The teens, including Wanda, were amused at the Avengers slight banter, all casting knowing looks towards their—well, to only a few—heroes. The running meme of the Avengers being all buddy-buddy was popular amongst social media nowadays.

Which gave Peter a question.

"Um, can I ask you all a question?"

Everyone turned their attention towards the small boy, while his friends simply sent him curious stares.

"There's this—like, gag—uh, more like a meme, I—I guess," Peter stuttered under the eyes of everyone in the room. What? Public speaking was hard. "Do you... do you, by any chance, all live together like how every article about you guys... say?"

Inwardly slapping himself in the face for the rushed ending, and for the looks of surprises coming from the heroes, Peter clamped his mouth shut.

[SANCTUM SANCTORUM]

Natasha smirked at her teammates, eyes glittering with amusement.

"Stark wanted us all to move into the tower a couple years ago," She informed, relishing in the choke of incredulousness from the billionaire.

"Wha- nope, that was Pepper's idea. I wanted to make a base," Tony corrected, crossing his arms.

Steve chuckled, raising an eyebrow at Tony. "Really? Then why'd you call us personally?"

Said persons' eyes widened, indignance flaring up inside him. "As I said, Peppers idea! One word of advice, kid," Tony suddenly turned his attention to the boy who caused the 'situation'. "Never go against what a woman tells you. Just go with it. And even if you get bullied by your teammates, do whatever she tells you to do."

Natasha nodded, agreeing.

"How are we bullying you?" Clint asked, failing to mask his giggles.

The conversation was suddenly cut off by the God of Thunders words.

"Friends, the longer you all bicker, the longer we have to be stuck here. Let's just continue the film."

His tone was cold and harsh. Despite Thor's earlier jokes, it was clear that Loki was affecting him, and it was just longer to postpone his grieving while they were stuck in a room together.

Vision, who happened to be beside the God, placed a hand on his shoulder and sighed.

It was more for show than necessity.

He doesn't need to breathe.

But that's beside the point.

Doctor Strange: Seriously? You don't have any money?

"Who's that?" Bruce asked, voicing everyone's question.

Tony squinted at the screen, before cocking his head to the side. "I dunno. I guess we're going to be seeing some unfamiliar faces in this."

Wong: Attachment to the material is detachment from the spiritual.

Tony snorted, rolling his eyes. "You need money to survive nowadays."

Agreeing, Michelle decided to poke fun at the rich man. "As stupid as it is, it's true. Stark would definitely know," She smirked at the offended expression Tony was sporting.

"For your information, missy," Tony started, crossing his arms. "In my teens, I was almost living on the streets if it weren't for being able to couch surf with friends."

Natasha rose an eyebrow, while Steve sighed.

"When you were a teenager it was basically the era of the dinosaurs, you didn't need money," Peter outright snorted at the girls teasing, shrinking away from Tony's glare.

"I'm not that old!"

"Alright, calm down children, we're watching a movie," Natasha jabbed.

Doctor Strange: I'll tell the guys at the deli. Maybe they'll make you a metaphysical Ham and Rye.

"Metaphysical?" Bruce frowned.

Tony rose an eyebrow at the doctor, before clearing his throat. "It means-"

"No, Tony," Bruce shook his head, rolling his eyes. "I know what it means, I just... I don't understand how that relates to..."

"Probably an inside joke," Liz suggested, shrugging her shoulders.

"I mean, considering that one guy's clothing, I wouldn't say it was so much of an inside joke," Clint interjected, squinting his eyes. "Is that like a... a robe?"

Natasha elbowed him in the side, giving him a pointed look.

Wong: Oh, wait, wait, wait, I think I have 200.

Doctor Strange: Dollars?

Wong: Rupees.

Bruce, once again, frowned. "Like, as in Indian currency?"

"Why are you questioning it? We're watching a movie," Tony couldn't help but interrupt.

"It's just odd that he would have-"

"Don't be racist," Tony teased, smirking.

"Wha-? How is that racist?"

"I dunno, but it bothers you."

"Alright, enough," Steve scolded, crossing his arms in front of him. "Stop fighting like children, and watch the movie."

The rest of the group attempted to hide their giggles.

"Steve Rogers," Michelle recited, smirking. "Captain America, War Hero, Super Soldier, PSA superstar of Midtown Highschool, and, newly founded, Avengers mom."

Steve looked horrified.

"They play the PSA's at your high school?"

"Wait, Captain Patriot has PSA's?" Tony asked, looking like a kid on Christmas.

Peter chortled, before informing the amused group, "I think I've become immune to Captain Rogers messages by now from detention."

"I'm sure if he yelled at me, I wouldn't even flinch at this point," Ned said.

"I gotta say, Captain Tights," Michelle joined the billionaire with the nicknames—who was pleased with his influence on young teens. "I really loved learning about a balanced diet with you."

Groaning, Steve looked up for the roof, desperately praying to the Lord above for strength.

Doctor Strange: Which is?

As they were back to watching the movie, everyone quieted down.

Until Natasha decided to quietly mutter to Clint, "I hope Loki sends us the reels for his PSA's."

Steve looked utterly betrayed.

"Miss Widow, ma'am," Liz smiled, waving the woman off with her hand. "I could talk to my PE teacher on lending us them for a couple days if you'd like."

Agreeing, Natasha nodded.

"Alright."

"I'm beginning to think my team hates me," Steve mumbled, hiding the embarrassed smile in the crook of his arm.

Wong: Uh, buck and a half.

"Huh, maybe not Indian rupees?" Bruce questioned, coming down from his amused high.

"Yeah, wouldn't rupees be like..." Tony frowned, trying to recall how much rupees were worth in the United States.

"About two an a half dollars, just over. Perhaps it's not rupees I know of..."

"Why do these rupees you speak of matter so much?" Thor asked, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

Bruce and Tony shrugged.

"Something to talk about?" Tony suggested.

"I was thinking more of tracking down a location, or a history."

"That too," Tony rushed.

Bruce deadpanned at stare at the genius.

Doctor Strange: What do you want?

Wong: I wouldn't say no to a Tuna Melt.

[Bruce crash-lands on the Sanctum stairs.]

Everyone jumped, the loud noise booming from the speakers was practically bouncing off the walls of the room. Peter, who was used to being warned by his spidey-sense, jumped the worst, almost crying out in the process.

"Wow, wasn't expecting that, heh," Michelle murmured, masking the shock that had reverberated through her body. Anxiously, she glanced to the people surrounding her, noting that she wasn't the only one who was slightly reeling back from the sudden action.

Bruce suddenly chuckled, after a few minutes of taking deep breathes to calm his racing heart. He could have sworn it was going to burst from his chest.

"At least we know where I flew to."

"Plummeted."

Refraining to roll his eyes for the umpteenth time, Bruce shot the Play Boy an unamused glare. Tony simply shrugged in response.

Bruce Banner: Thanos is coming. He's coming...

Tension had suddenly become apparent in the air.

Steve patted Bruce on the shoulder, giving him a reassuring small smile. Bruce nodded, a gesture to show his gratitude.

Doctor Strange: [Sharing a look with Wong, now in his normal fighting attire] Who?

"Okay," Clint waved his hands animatedly through the air, shaking his head quickly. "How'd he change his clothes so quickly? Did we miss a costume change?"

Wanda gave the man an incredulous look, mouth agape. "You don't care that the other man has some sort of magic?"

The two ignored Tony's quieted curses, something about magic always being involved since Loki attacked.

The two also ignored Thor's jab that magic was always around anyways.

"Eh, I'm gettin' used to it."

Wanda chuckled, agreeing with the older man. "Yeah, so am I."

Her eyes met Visions, who still had his arm around her, and they smiled wider.

(Title Screen: Avengers: Infinity War)

"We have a title too?" Steve asked no one in particular.

"Does that mean there's more?" Tony inquired, leaning closer to his 'Science Bro'.

The teens looked on curiously to the genius, who continued on.

"There's a name. Indicating that there are more 'Avengers' movies named different things," He said, hands doing air quotes around 'Avengers'.

Everyone shrugged, which made Tony huff out a breath of annoyance.

Tony Stark: Slow down, slow down. I'm totally not kidding.

Awkwardness reared its ugly head in Tony's chest, as he rose an eyebrow. Though he's spent his entire life with cameras flashing and giving speeches with plastic smiles... there was something off-putting about your private life being recorded through an invisible camera.

It didn't help that Tony had yet to go through his conversation, so he had no idea what he was talking about.

So, for the lack of a better term, Tony determined the feeling pooling at the bottom of his stomach was awkwardness... not anything like fear or horror.

Obviously not...

That's when something caught his eye.

The arc reactor.

He could have sworn his heart stopped in his chest.

Pepper Potts: [laughing slightly] You're totally rambling.

Steve smiled fondly at the genius.

There was no doubt he was rambling.

Well, about whatever the topic was about.

"You do have a habit of rambling," Natasha pointed out, smirking when the genius made a noise of indignance. "Especially when you are caught up in a project."

"Oh shut it, Natashalie."

Tony Stark: No, I'm not.

Pepper Potts: Lost me.

Tony Stark: Look, you know how you're having a dream, and in the dream you gotta pee?

Peter nodded, whilst Michelle rolled her eyes at the boy.

"I'm a tad nervous on where this conversation is going," Clint remarked, cocking his head to the side.

Pepper Potts: Yeah.

Tony Stark: Okay, and then you're like, oh my god, there's no bathroom, what am I gonna do? Oh! Someone's watching.

Pepper Potts: Right. And then you wake up, and in real life you actually have to pee.

Tony Stark: Yes.

Pepper Potts: Yeah. Everybody has that.

Tony Stark: Right! That's the point I'm trying to make. Last night, I dreamt, we had a kid. So real. We named him after your eccentric uncle. Uh, what was his name?

Tony could have sworn his jaw was practically on the floor.

A kid?

"Who would have known Tony was a family man," Clint smirked, slapping the poor man on the shoulder. "Welcome to the club."

Tony shook his head, tightly gripping his pants. "You have little agents, not kids."

He could hear Clint spluttering indignantly at his reply, but he wasn't listening.

A kid?

He could have sworn his arc-reactor was going to blow up in his chest.

No, he'd be a terrible father, Tony thought.

Pepper Potts: [Nodding in understanding] Right.

Tony Stark: Morgan! Morgan.

"Morgan Stark."

Tony whipped his head over to Steve, who was slightly smiling.

"I like it."

What scared Tony the most was that he did too.

Peter could have sworn his smile was going to give him premature wrinkles, as he thought of his mentor having a child. Morgan Stark would be a smart child, Peter knew. Despite the kid not existing, yet, he knew he would protect them at all costs.

Pepper Potts: So you woke up, and thought that we were...

Tony Stark: Expecting.

"I think you'd be a great dad, Mr. Stark," Peter grinned.

The same thought went through everyone's heads at the same time.

Pure.

MJ snorted. "Yeah, just replace alcohol with chocolate milk."

Thor suddenly came back into the living and gave the billionaire a small smile. "I'm sure your child will be just as great as you, Stark."

Tony chuckled nervously. "Thanks, Pointbreak."

Pepper Potts: Yeah.

Tony Stark: [Becoming excited] Yes?

Pepper Potts: [Shaking her head} No.

"Awe, but he was so excited," Noted Ned.

Despite Wanda's own problems with Tony, she knew that he had potential father-material... if that made sense. He had a need to protect the world from those who want to destroy it, and if that wasn't a good enough reason for him to be happy with a family, she wasn't sure what was.

"Good luck convincing her, Stark," Wanda joked.

Vision smiled next to her.

Tony Stark: I had a dream about it. It was so real.

Pepper Potts: If you wanted to have a kid, you wouldn't have done that.

[Pepper points to Tony's chest attachment]

Tony Stark: I'm glad you brought this up, 'cause it's nothing. It's just a housing unit for nanoparticles.

"You got rid of the arc-reactor," Natasha clarified for those who didn't understand. "Interesting. Were you planning to get surgery done?"

"It's already gone."

Said man sighed, unconsciously putting a hand over the scar on his chest.

"But hey, back to the movie. Nanoparticles!"

"What are nanoparticles?" Steve asked.

"Well, Captain Rogers, they are simply small particles used in the manufacturing of things like-" Vision started, before being cut off by Tony.

"They're particles that I've been working on for my suit."

Pepper Potts: It's not helping your case, OK?

Tony Stark: No, no, it's an attachment, it's not a-

Pepper Potts: {Insistently] You don't need that.

Tony Stark: I know. I had the surgery. I'm just trying to protect us. The future, us, and that's it. Just in case there's a monster in the closet, instead of, you know...

Pepper Potts: Shirts?

Tony Stark: You know me so well. You finish all my sentences.

Pepper Potts: You should have shirts in your closet.

Tony Stark: Yeah. You know what there should be? No more surprises. We're gonna have a nice dinner tonight. Show off this Harry Winston. Right? And we should have no more surprises. Ever. I should promise you.

Pepper Potts: Yes.

Tony Stark: I will.

[Doctor Strange comes through a portal]

"Oh no."

"You know, I might not be there right now, but I'm already frustrated with being bothered at this moment," Tony admitted.

Doctor Strange: Tony Stark, I'm Doctor Stephen Strange. I need you to come with me. Oh, uh, congratulations on the wedding, by the way.

Tony could faint at any moment.

"Family man!" Clint roared, slapping Tony once again.

Tony Stark: I'm sorry, you giving out tickets or something?

Doctor Strange: We need your help. Look, it's not overselling to say that the fate of the universe is at stake.

Tony Stark: And who's "we"?

Bruce Banner: [Emerges behind Doctor Strange] Hey, Tony.

Tony Stark: [Looking surprised] Bruce!

"Surprised?"

"I know that I don't hang out with wizards often, but don't look so surprised," Bruce joked, making Tony snort.

Bruce Banner: Pepper.

Pepper Potts: Hi.

Tony Stark: You okay?

[Bruce gives Tony a hug, not answering. After everything he has been through, we understand.]

"I feel like I deserve that hug," Bruce said, rubbing a hand down his face.

"Well, that was a sweet scene."

'Continue'