Tony

It was a stormy day in New York, dark clouds swirled around the skyline and occasionally flashing with thunder.

"THOR CUT IT OUT!" called Tony from the couch closest to the window, stormy weather always put him in a bad mood, being Tony Stark, he could buy a beach house anywhere around the world, which was the majority of the places he went.

"I am sorry my friend, Loki is acting up." replied Thor darkly.

"What me? Why would I do such a thing?!" asked a cheerily voice belonging to Loki.

Tony span around in his seat, Thor was leering at Loki and Loki sat with his arms crossed on the kitchen counter.

"Loki get off of that," Tony sighed. "We eat there."

"So you don't clean your benches?" asked Loki.

Thor scowled, "Stop speaking like this Loki, Stark is right, you are wrong, get down."

"I do what I want." Loki smiled, as Thors eyes flashed with anger, lightning lit up the sky.

"Dont bring that back Loki," Tony warned, but Loki had already ran from the room, with Thor chasing his tail.

In Avengers tower, everyone had their own floor, including three labs at the bottom and a living room on the second highest floor. Clint had highest, then the living room, then Thor's, Loki's, Tony's, Steve's, Natasha's, Bruce's, also a conference room after that, a pool, a lot of other rooms Tony can't remember, then the three labs underground where Tony and Bruce spend most of their time, today pepper had forced them out for the day instead of being "Mad hermits"

Tony heard the elevator ding and Steve slowly came into view.

"What's Loki done this time?" he asked.

"What makes you think that? The thunder or Loki running like a maniac away from Thor?"

"Running screaming 'OUT OF MY WAY, GOD COMING THROUGH!" mimicking the obnoxious gods voice.

Tony chuckled, it is the exact thing Loki would do, and he played through the thought in his head until he heard another ding.

"I'm soooooooooo bored!" exclaimed Bruce, acting like a teenager and jumped on the couch.

"Well, sorry about that." shrugged Steve.

"There's nothing to do, I've seen this place a million times." complained Bruce, Bruce isn't the shelled man everyone thinks he is, he can act like an ordinary person ever since his relationship with Darcy began, well around them and S.H.I.E.L.D anyway.

"You haven't even been out of the tower." replied Steve.

"I have actually, and it's the same old place."

"Why don't we go somewhere else?" asked Tony.

"Like where?" asked Bruce.

"Ya know, somewhere else, like Europe!"

"No." snapped Steve.

"That's a good idea, get out a little!" Bruce tried, but Steve wasn't having a bar of it.

"No, America is America and I'm staying."

"Come on, what if I get everyone else to come?" Tony suggested.

Steve looked skeptical. "Maybe, but can we go somewhere in America?"

"No capscicle, if we're getting away then we get out of the country, it'll be great!" Bruce pleaded.

Steve looked grumpy. "Fine, but not for long, IF everyone agrees."

"I'm in then." said a voice from the roof, Clint dropped in the seat next to Tony and he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"JESUS CHRIST!" Tony yelped.

"If we're leaving the country I'll go, i like aeroplanes." Clint shrugged. Steve rolled his eyes.

"What's this about an aeroplane?" asked Natasha, walking with her usual grace to the couch.

"Where leaving the country for a holiday, if we all agree, Steve doesn't want to go." Bruce explained.

"But, what about the Avengers? What if someone attacks?" she asked.

Steve pointed at her exaggeratedly, "THAT'S WHY!"

"I'm in." she replied.

Steve's face fell, "What?!"

"I need to get out of here, get out of the country." she shrugged.

"Does no one like America?!" Steve exclaimed sounding exasperated.

"I do my patriotic friend, unless Loki destroys everything." said a booming voice, everyone turned around and saw Thor dragging Loki along his arse.

"ONE time!" exclaimed Loki.

"Twice, including last Wednesday." recalled Clint.

"When he unleashed the dead?" asked Natasha.

"Yes," replied Clint.

"Oh, Thor, do you want to see more of Midgard?" asked Tony.

"Why yes, I would appreciate it very much so."

"I don't get a say in this?" Loki asked.

"No because Thor babysits you." smiled Clint.

"Give the guy a chance," said Steve.

Loki smiled triumphantly, "It depends where we're going."

Tony thought about this for a moment. "How about London?"

"No, no, no, no." said Steve forcefully.

"Yes." Loki grinned.

"Why not?" asked Clint, but Steve wasn't ready to discuss the topic.

"Just no, I want to stay!" he pleaded.

"To late stars n' stripes, were going to England." Tony chuckled.

Steve Groaned, but everyone was up and packing.

Steve

Steve trudged back to his room, befallen, and ready to pack, whether he liked it or not he was leaving good old america.

He started to neatly pack his clothes in the suitcase Tony already had provided, typical Tony, when a sudden thought struck him he'll do it, what about Pepper, the most reasonable person he knew, Tony had a lot of business appointments so he couldn't go!

He grabbed his new cell phone and dialed Pepper, he wasn't as useless as they all expected him to be with the new iPhone 5, he was old but not stupid.

"Hey Steve," said pepper cheerily from the phone.

"Hey Pep, do you know what Tony has this weekend?" he asked, his hopes rising.

"Erm, we're going to England Steve." Pepper replied.

"What?! But you didn't even-"

"Tony just walked in, and I agree, you guys need time off, Darcy, Jane and I are coming too."

"But Pepper!"

"No Steve." she snapped and hung up, that didn't go as planned.

Honestly, after the war, Steve didn't want to be anywhere else. When he saw the world, it was in anarchy, and apparently, some parts were still in that state. He felt safe in America, a comfort he didn't have for most of his life. Plus, England would bring back so many memories of pain, like Peggy. Steve continued to pack his things, 'I'm not going to enjoy this trip' he thought.

Clint

Clint climbed back up into the roof and scaled past the obvious hazards to his nest or room, it was huge and actually set like a nest, it was circular and littered in pillows, the floor was one giant mattress and where walls should've been there were windows. He could look at the whole of the city, he did see better high up.

He began packing until the ding of the elevator interrupted him.

"Busy?" asked Bruce.

"Nope, what do ya need?"

"A favor," replied bruce, taking his glasses off.

"And what would that be...?" asked Clint.

"To keep me away from the most obnoxious, mean and angering people in London."

Clint threw his head back and laughed, "Dude, you live with Tony freaking Stark! We're all amazed how you've made it this far!"

Bruce chuckled, "I know, but really, if I'm going to another country, well, I don't want to break it."

"Alright, you want me to tell the others?"

"Yeah, why not?" Bruce said, leaving Clint to packing.

Clint finished his packing and sighed, he walked to the window and watched over the city, it was quiet due to Thor's past storm, but something was amiss. No matter how hard Clint thought about it, he couldnt put a finger on it... The murders! Of course, all of the murders and disappearances he saw on the news, weird stuff was happening in London, a giant bridge snapped with no explanation, he wouldn't tell the others though, they're the Avengers, it'll be fine.