You were sprawled out on the couch of your tiny apartment feeling like you were going to die of heat. You couldn’t even bring yourself to move and call someone to see if you could crash at their place until your air conditioner was fixed. You internally cursed New York for its heat. And then Shield for stationing you here to play baby sitter to the Avengers. And yourself for declining when Tony offered to put you up in Stark Tower.
What you wouldn’t give to be there now, in its air-conditioned embrace, able to move about freely.
You were supposed to be there now. For work. You lolled your head to the side to find the time on the clock across the room, it told you that you were officially two hours late for your job. Fury was going to kill you. You reached out an arm lazily to grab your cell phone and call in sick, finding that it was deader than a doornail before rolling off the couch and on to the floor.
Some days, life feels perfect.
Other days it just ain't workin.
The good, the bad, the right, the wrong
And everything in between.
It was another one of those days.
It was another one of the really bad days. The kind that made you want to run home and just stay in your room, nurse your wounds, and maybe eat a few cartons of ice cream.
The day had started out so well too.
Though it's crazy, amazing
We can turn a heart with the words we say.
Mountains crumble with every syllable.
Hope can live or die
You glared at yourself in the mirror.
“Get it together, (Name).” You muttered to yourself. “They aren’t important. They don’t mean anything. You live with the freaking Avengers! You can handle this.”
But no matter what you told yourself in the mornings, all your confidence would evaporate once you got to school.
So speak Life, speak Life.
To the deadest darkest night.
Speak life, speak Life.
"Tony, stop playing with the stove!" you yell, pulling him out of the kitchen. You carry him in your arms. "I always thought you guys were like children, but not like this!"
Shit. You've got 9 little kids running around the practically infinite Tower.
Okay, I can handle this until Pepper gets back. Then she'll handle Tony, who's most of the trouble. Maybe I can call Phil! He'd at least take care of Steve, maybe Bucky and Sam. CRAP. WHERE'S CLINT AND NATASHA?!
All of a sudden, a bit of flaring red cartwheels past you.
"Natasha, get back here, you frickin' gymnast!" you shout.
"No!" she shouts.
You motion for the air to swirl around her and pick her up.
It had all started when a suited man with a soft smile had shown up unannounced… in your living room. After he practically gave you a heart attack and you had thrown the nearest thing at him, a heavy glass dish you kept by the door for keys and such, which he dodged, he’d introduced himself as Agent Coulson.
You knew exactly why he was here, beginning to plead that you hadn’t done anything wrong and to just leave you be. You had been in New York for three years, happily running your little bakery without incident, managing to keep your ability to manipulate the mass of pretty much anything under wraps.
He had just smiled a secretive smile and said, “We know Miss (L/n). We’ve been keeping tabs on you for a while now. I’m here because the planet needs your help.”
"You're going to have to," Fury warns, bouncing the child on his knee. "We're all going to have to, until we figure out how to turn her back into an adult."
"How did this even happen?" Tony asks.
"Remember that one time she turned us into toddlers?" Bruce reminds them. "I think she messed up the same spell as last time and this is the result."
"So we have to take care of her for a slip-up she made?!" Clint exclaims. "That makes no sense!"
Steve asks, "And how many 'slip-ups' have you made that she helped you take care of?"
"Too many," Loki answers, waving his hand and causing (Y/n) to float into the air.
She laughs, moving her arms as if she's a bird. The result is the air elevating her a bit more. So she still has her powers.
"Do we know if she has her memories?" Sam asks, jumping up to catch the child.
"Apparently, she doesn't," Bruce answers. "Maybe she did right after t