"Don't touch that, Thor."
"And why not?" The god questioned.
"Because," Tony Stark added sarcastically,"It likes to eat demigods."
Thor placed the screwdriver back on the desk.
"I do not see how such a thing could manage to eat the likes of me, Thor said puzzled,"And what of this?"
He picked up a pile of red and blue wires.
"They're electronic blood-eating snakes. I wouldn't touch them if I were you."
The wires were put back down.
"Such danger this room births..." Thor mumbled. He sighed,"This place amuses me very much, but you are forbidding me to ease my curiosities.
"Hey, curiosity killed the cat."
"I am no cat."
Tony gave him a wierd look.
"of course you're not a cat..."
"tell me, do you posses anything in this room that will not bring danger upon us?"
Thor growled,"That is not my name."
Tony ignored him and continued repairs on the Iron Man armor.
"Hey, why don't you make the most of your visit and but some doughnuts?"
"I prefer pancakes," Thor said in an irritated tone.
There was an awkward silence. After a while, Tony broke it.
"Y'know what? Just shut up-don't say anything. You're really bugging me, I and I'm trying to work."
"Ah, ah, ah, no talking, remember?"
After some pouting and failed attempts at speaking, Thor finally shut up. Before long, a shiny, metallic object caught his eye. Thor reached for the cube. Smaller cubes stood on each of the four sides of the larger one. In the middle of one of the smaller shapes was an intimidating, red button. Tony heard the shuffling behind him and turned around only to find Thor pressing the button.
"Wait, Thor! No!" Tony screamed.
Too late. A blue glow engulfed the Avenger.
"What?" Thor screeched.
Surprised, he covered his mouth.
"Why is my voice so high pitched?"
His clothes hung loosely around him. Thor scoured the room. The ceiling and walls seemed further than they should have been. In front of him, Tony was face palming like mad.
"You-what have you done? I have shrunk down to half my normal size!"
"What do you men by 'what did I do?' You're the one who touched it after I told you not to touch anything! Stupid! And you didn't shrink...You've just turned back into a kid..."
"Then turn me back! Thor whined.
"I can't," Tony replied.
"That was a failed expirement. I didn't think anyone would touch it," He glared at Thor,"so I didn't make anything to turn back the effects. It was supposed to be a time machine-I mean, it does turn back time...just not in the way I wanted it to."
Thor started to bawl.
"That's not fair! I don't wanna be little! You hafta make me big agaaaain!"
Thor made tiny fists and took a step towards Tony. Before he could puch anything, he tripped on his cape and fell flat on his face. This made him cry even more.
"Oh geez..." Tony facepalmed.
He heard four pairs of footsteps and chatter down the hallway.
"Thank goodness," Tony sighed in relief.
Natasha, Steve, Clint and Bruce walked into the room. Natasha gasped.
"What is that kid doing here? Where's Thor?"
"That is Thor," Tony said ashamed.
He began to explain everything.
"Someone make me angry," Bruce said,"I have to take advantage of this moment."
"Sure thing," Tony added casually.
Tony pulled his hair and kicked him in the shin.
"Wait-" Steve tried to interupt.
Quiet, Capsicle; I'm busy."
After some kicking, veins popped and skin changed color.
"Welcome back, Hulk," Tony grinned.
Hulk chuckled. Thor caught sight of him and stiffened. At his current size, the Hulk was a giant. Hulk pointed at Thor.
"PUNY GOD!" He laughed.
I hate youuuu!" Thor cried.
Laughing and childish fits erupted.
"Okay, that's enough," Natasha intruded.
"Um...wait a sec."
Tony left the room and returned in a few minutes. He was wearing a faded gray shirt and jeans wich he tossed to Thor.
"Smallest I've got," Tony added, pointing to a door.
Thor took the clothes and trudged towards the door, tripping along the way. He came out a while later wearing the loose, baggy clothing.
"This won't do," Said Natasha,"I'm taking him shopping."
Thor's face lit up-he loved mortal activities. Natasha grabbed his wrist.
"See you guys later."
"I geuss I better get to work," Tony sighed.
Thor was awestruck by the mammoth building. Glowing neon signs hung from doors. Warning red sale signs were suspended on clothes racks. The mall bustled with shoppers. Thor caught sight of the food court. Spotting a shawarma joint, he ran bug-eyed towards it.
"Thor, wait!" Natasha ran after him.
Thor was jumping up and down by the counter, trying to see past it.
"You want some?" Natasha asked him in a tired tone.
"Yeah!" Thor replied eagerly.
She made an order and paid. The two of them headed to a table and set the food down on it. Thor imideatly began to eat. His mouth was filled and sauce ran down his face.
"Thor?" Natasha held out a napkin. He ignored her and continued to eat. After he had cleared the plate, Natasha tried again.
"Thor, seriously. That's discusting."
He accepted and cleaned up. They left the food court, and Thor was once again distracted.
"Bifrost?" He questioned.
Thor found racks and racks of shirts with a rainbow poptart cat.
"Bifrost! Why are you a cat?"
Eyes averted to him, and Natasha decided she had to act fast.
"Thor, shut up. I'll buy the shirt."
"But what about the cat?"
"It's just a fictional edible rainbow cat."
"Oh," Thor said, a bit disapointed.
He walked out of the store cheerfully, shirt in hand.
"I like this cat," He said looking at it with a smile.
"Oh, hey, Thor. How about this?" Natasha held a shirt with a lightning bolt.
"That shirt,: Thor said,"I like it!"
Back at Stark Towers, Tony was working diligently on a way to turn Thor back.
"Stupid Thor," He muttered,"Maybe I shouldn't help at all...maybe he should stay a stupid little kid forever...honestly, he acts like one..."
Tony heard Natasha yell from the end of the hallway.
"Great..." He said unenthusiastically.
Thor ran into the lab. Tony grabbed him by the top of his head.
"This song is off limits,"He said sternly,"go play like a stupid little kid."
Thor frowned and left the room. He wandered around and found Clint on the balcony. He turned his head to Thor.
"Cool shirt," he stated.
"I know! The cat has morphed with bifrost!"
For a while it was quiet. Only the birds spoke. Clint pulled out an apple and began tossing it.
"Hey, you wanna help me with something?" He asked looking at the apple in his hand.
Clint place the apple on Thor's head and pulled out an arrow.
Thor squeaked. He ran off the balcony and down the hallway, the apple still on his head. Clint ran after him, ready to fire the arrow.
"NOOOOOOO!!! I DON'T WANNA DIEEEE!!!" Thor screamed.
He ran into an empty room.
"What's going on?" Steve asked.
Thor dived, snatched the captains shield and hid behind it. Hawkeye aimed for the apple sticking out above the shield. He let loose of the arrow and it peirced the fruit with great presision. The apple fell at Thor's feet.
That was...wierd," Steve stated.
He walked to his shield and retrieved it.
"How did the apple stay on his head?"
"I don't get it."
Thor had made his way to the kitchen. He was tired, and he knew just what would help. Reaching for a cabinet, he realized he was too short. Thor dragged a chair over to the cabinet and elevated himself onto it. Opening the furniture, he reached for a bottle. The label read beer. Thor yanked the cork from the bottle and began to pour it into a cup.
"Aren't you underage?" A women's voice said.
Thor turned around to see Natasha.
"Only physically," he squeaked.
She took the bottle from him.
"No, wait! You can't rob me of my happiness!" Thor whined.
Heartbroken, he slumped onto the chair and let out a sigh.
"She took my happiness..." he wimpered.
Thor remained on the chair as motionless as a still life painting. He sat there for hours on end. The sky outside bled reds, purple, yellows and pinks. The colors blended together, fading into different shades, until the source of light, the sun, sank beneath the horizon, tinting the sky black. One by one, stars appeared, twinkling like sparklers on the 4th of July. The moon joined them in their parade, illuminating the sky. The door began to open, letting in light.
"Thor?" Tony called.
"Go away, I'm sulking."
Then I guess you don't want the cure ..." he walked away.
"Wait!" Thor yelled.
Tony tossed him a device resembling a remote control. Thor let out a pleasurful smile.
"I'm right behind you, beer!