Bruce woke up to the sunlight shining in his face. He looked around his bedroom, as per usual, and went to sit up, only to find that there was something curled against him.

He looked over to see Pamplemousse snuggled against him. Her face was slightly red from crying last night when she came into his room.

"Bruce?" she said quietly as she walked into the bedroom.

He sat up groggily and looked at the silouetted figure standing in the doorway. "Pamplemousse? What's wrong?"

"I'm scared. Can I sleep in here tonight?"

"Uh, yeah. Of course you can."

Pamplemousse shuffled over to the bed and crawled under the covers, sniffling as she did so.

"Some people are so mean," she said as she cuddled close to the scientist.

Bruce wriggled his way from Pamplemousse and saw that his t-shirt sleeve was wet from her tears.

"Oh, Pamplemousse," he said quietly. "I'm sorry you were so scared."

****

Steve woke up to find Tony nestled in his arms. However, the super solider was not surprised. People tend to cuddle when they are distressed, and Tony was no exception. What surprised him, though, was how comfortable the billionaire seemed to be in his presence. That didn't seem to be a sign of distressed individual.

****

Toni was not looking forward to this day. It's not like she could stay in bed forever.

A soft knock and Brooke's calm voice interrupted her thoughts. "Toni? Are you awake?"

"Yeah," she responded and Brooke opened the door. "Just checking out some updates on the Supernatural website. There are rumors that Cas is coming back.

Brooke sat next to her and looked at the laptop screen. Three large cracks and coutnless smaller ones graced the screen, but it was obvious that the browser was opened to the site.

"How come no one wants to come eat breakfast this morning?"

Toni looked at Brooke with true shock. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, Nat, Pepper, and myself are the only ones in the kitchen," she replied. "CJ is nowhere to be found. Neither is Pamplemouse or anyone else in this house. Did everyone get that hung over?"

Toni shrugged. "Well, Clint and I did have an altercation last night."

"You mean you guys had a fight?" she asked quickly.

She nodded and closed her laptop. "Yeah, and Loki got involved. He came in here to see how I was doing."

"Wait, Loki?" she asked. "As in, the God of Mischeif?"

"I know, right? Weird," she said as she shook her head in disbelief. "I thought it was so out of character for him, but I guess everyone has a soft-spot, right?"

"Was he trying to catch you off the rebound?"

"I don't think so. He suggested that I give Clint another chance."

"Huh," Brooke said while biting her cheek in consideration. "That's...weird. Definitely not like him. But maybe he's right about Clint."

Toni shrugged. "Maybe," she said definitively. "We'll see."

****

Bruce walked into the kitchen to see Pepper and Tasha talking at the table.

"Where is everyone?" he asked tiredly.

Just as Pepper opened her mouth to say they didn't know, Steve and Tony walked in looking more tired than Bruce. As Tony went to make a snide comment, Clint hopped down from the open space in the ceiling. From behind Steve, Loki pushed his way towards the fridge and Thor came from the other entryway and grabbed a large box of PopTarts.

Bruce cleared his throat and looked at the sudden blossom in their numbers. "Well," he started. "I see we've all...assembled"

Clint and Tony glared at each other while Loki, Steve, and Thor all gave each other nervous glances.

"Did I miss something?" Bruce asked.

Just then, Brooke and Toni entered the kitchen and Toni looked like she was going to fall over dead.

"I thought you said nobody came for breakfast," she said quietly.

"It was just the three of us a couple of minutes ago, I swear," Brooke replied just as quietly.

"Seriously, guys," Bruce interjected, clearly annoyed. "What's going on here? Everyone seems so on edge."

"Toni and I had a...misunderstanding last night," Clint said boldly.

"I do not believe you could call that a misunderstanding, archer," Loki said cooly. "I do believe you were in your right mind when you violated Antoinette."

"Wait, what?"

"I did not violate her! She asked for it!"

"I've never met a girl who runs away from something she enjoys."

"Then how do you explain every girl that you've ever slept with, Tony?"

"Agent Barton, you should not insult the Man of Iron that way."

"Stay out of this, Thor!"

"Seriously, guys, what?"

"You know what, fuck you, Tony! You're trying to be this great dad, but you'll never be able to be one!"

"Is that a challenge, Barton?!"

"What do you think?!"

"Clint, stop! Listen to me, please!"

"Stay out of this, Nat!"

"Is that a damn challenge?!"

"What the hell do you think?!"

"EVERYONE STOP!"

Everyone in the kitchen turned to see Toni standing there, red in the face and silently crying. Brooke was standing next to her looking at her best friend with worry.

"This is fucking ridiculous," she said with more reserve than she seemingly had. "You guys are suppsed to be a team, friends even. Yet you keep fighting!" She sighed and looked over at Clint. "And you. You're denying anything every happened it's driving me crazy."

Clint looked over at Loki with accusing eyes. "What did you tell her last night?"

Loki looked at Clint, genuinely confused. "I beg your pardon?"

"You told her not to trust me, didn't you?" he marched up to Loki and grabbed him by the collar. "You told her that I was good for nothing, didn't you?!"

"No," Toni said with conviction and anger. "No, he didn't. He actually told me to take you back, but only if I wanted. He told me that you were a good man."

Clint let go of Loki and stared at Antoinette in shock. "What?"

"You heard me," she spat at him. "And I was going to give you a second chance until I saw that little act."

"What...what do you mean?"

"It's over, Clint. It's over before it even began."