Kilo
“What the hell are these things?” Natasha yelled over the roar of battle. And really, if something made the Black Widow loose her cool, it was time to panic.
Thor threw his hammer, smashing three large slimy aliens at once before turning to tilt his head curiously at the SHIELD agent, “Do you not know?”
“Would I ask otherwise?” she shot back, shooting down another…thing without turning to look.
“It is a Kilo,” Thor said simply with a shrug, grasping one of the relatively smaller creatures by the back of the neck and showing Natasha as if it were obvious.
“Who cares how much it weighs, Goldilocks,” Tony’s voice filtered through their earpieces. “She asked what it is.”
“I do not understand why you wish to discuss weight Man of Iron, however I have told Lady Widow it is called a Kilo.”
“Oh,” Natasha nodded, gutting one of said Kilos as she spoke. “Kilo is a measurement of weight on Earth Thor.”
He nodded in understanding, snapping the neck of the Kilo still in his hand with a simply twist of his wrist. “Kilos are from the planet–” he began to explain before being cut off by Tony.
“No time for show and tell,” he said, zooming into view with about three dozen aliens on his tail. “Let’s just take care of these nasties and then you can explain over pizza, ‘kay?”
Thor grinned at the prospect of eating, jumping back into the battle with renewed vigor.