The Day They DeAged Us Part 2
The other Avengers shouldn't be home until another two hours, so pretty much, Tony, Clint, and T'Challa assumed they would be with Baby Peter, Kid Wanda, and Toddler Shuri all alone. So, by entering the tower, as soon as the elevator opened into the living room, Kid Wanda ran out as fast as chubby legs could allow her, giggling. Clint chuckled at the sight of her trying to run away, he gladly went after her,
"Now, now sweetie. Come back to daddy!" he gently jogged, following her into the other room.
"No! Catch me!" Wanda giggles were heard, fading away like their footsteps.
Tony and T'Challa shared a look, grinning,
"Well, she's going keep him busy!" T'Challa chuckled, resting Shuri beside the couch, unaware that she stood up and began walking away, perfectly. However, Tony did notice, but he stayed quiet to see how long it will take for the King of Wakanda to noticed.
"You sure about that?" Tony asked, smiling widely, pulling Peter close to his chest.
"Yeah, I mean, the girl spend time with Loki every now and then, she would obviously cause some mischief for the poor man to handle," T'Challa said, his back turned to Shuri, who was getting away to a another room.
"Hmm... don' you think Shuri would also?" Tony said, a Cheshire grin on his face.
T'Challa shrugged,
"Hardly, she could hardly walk."
"Look again," Tony chuckled, causing T'Challa to turn around and to let out a little yelp.
"Aah!" Why didn't you say anything?" T'Challa cried as Tony was now full out laughing as Peter let out a little squeal of bubbly giggles.
"She went to the other room, Your Majesty!" Tony snickered out as T'Challa shot him a dirty glare, before running off to find his little sister.
This left Tony and Baby Peter by themselves in the living room. Smiling brightly, Tony gently went to sit on the floor, putting Peter before him as he chuckled out,
"You're a good boy. You know why?" Tony said as Baby Peter tilted his head, with a bubbly smile on his face. Tony gently poked Peter's tummy, causing the baby to let out a little giggle. "Cause you're my boy."
"You mean, our boy."
Tony nearly jumped out of his skin, startled as he turned around to see... Killmonger, smirking down at him. Frowning, Tony stood up, crossing his arms,
"Pardon me?" Tony grumbled. "I thought you were in Ohio, how did you get over here?"
"I came back yesterday since I finished my mission a day early, I was too busy looking for trouble to come back to the tower," Killmonger grinned cheekily.
"I assumed you did," Tony muttered, not looking the slightest impressed. "I swear, if you robbed another bank..."
"Oh, of course not," Killmonger said, gesturing away. "I actually borrowed one of your sweet rides."
Tony's face fell,
"...What?!"
Killmonger bit his cheeks, glancing down at the floor for a brief second as he then looked up and handed Tony the keys.
"Yeah, this is the only surviving piece left..." Killmonger shrugged.
"You little..." Tony murmured, staring at the man with disbelief.
Killmonger looked over his shoulders,
"Fury told me, there were suppose to be three kids turning into actual kids... but I see none," Killmonger frowned, putting his hands on his hips. Tony raised a brow, turning around,
"What are you talking about, Peter is right over... P-PETER!?"
Tony stared in horror as he saw Peter wasn't there where he had left him!
"No, no, no, no, NO!" Tony turned the whole room upside down, where else Killmonger leaned against wall, casually watching the so-called Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, and Philanthropist hunting down their son.
"FRIDAY, where's Peter?!" Tony cried in panic.
"I ain't tellin ya," FRIDAY said, a smirk could easily be heard in her voice.
"WHAT! Why?" Tony dropped everything, staring at nothingness. FRIDAY spoke again,
"Simple, I like seeing people acting like a total fool for my entertainment when the answer is directly above you."
"What is that suppose to mean?" Tony turned to Killmonger, who shrugged his shoulders,
"You're the so-called genius, you figure it out."
Before Tony could say anything else to either of them, a now sweating and panicking Clint came running as he was chasing the now flying Wanda, who was laughing merrily as her daddy failed to grab her.
"Wanda! NO!" Clint hollered, finally grabbing onto one of Wanda's ankles, gently pulling her into his arms. Wanda giggled, clapping her hands as Clint tried to catch his breath, shooting a tired smile at her before resuming back his focus on trying to regain his regal breathing pattern.
"Hi, Uncle Killa-Monker," Wanda was first to notice Killmonger's presences as she happily waved him.
"Hey, there sweetie," Killmonger winked at her with a grin. "Clint... you look awful."
"Nice to see you too," Clint sarcastically said, rolling his eyes.
It was then when a grumpy T'Challa come in with his cloths all ripped up with his little sister nestled up on his head. Everyone stared at him with wide eyes, besides Kid Wanda who was waving at him, before Killmonger could make a comment...
"Not a word," T'Challa gruff, then turning to Tony. "Where's Peter?"
"I don't-" before Tony could finish, Wanda spoke out,
"I know! I know!" she raised her hand, bouncing up and down in Clint's arm. Relieved, Tony spoke with a gentle smile,
"Where is he, sweetie?"
Wanda pointed up at the ceiling, causing all of them to look up and three out of four grown men, nearly had a heart attack, seeing Baby Peter, sitting upside down with a bottle of milk in hand, up on the ceiling.
"Where did he get the bottle?" was Killmonger's only concern as Tony tried to get Peter down. "I now under stand what FRIDAY meant when she said the answer is directly above you."
Seeing no one was paying any attention to him, Killmonger took that opportunity to pull out his phone and texted to Loki and Bucky,
Killmonger: Hey, wanna steal some kids?
He immediately got two replies,
Bucky: Who's kids?!?!?!
Loki: I'm interested...
Killmonger: S.H.I.E.L.D's experiment went wrong. Now we got adorable Baby Peter, a big cutie he is, plus very clever. Kid Wanda, sweet, innocent, but loves to cause little mischief. Finally, darling little Toddler Shuri, who is so sweet and adorable, very tiny and loves to cuddle.
After a few seconds of waiting, Killmonger smirked s he looked at his phone screen,
Bucky: I call Shuri!
Loki: Wanda shall be mine.
Killmonger: Good, cause I already called dibs on Peter. Come in the next hour, that is when I believe is nap time.
Bucky: Got it.
Loki: Deal.
Killmonger then put his phone away, looking up to see Tony finally gotten Peter down, Clint and T'Challa sighing in relief, Wanda cheerfully clapping, and Shuri still nestled on her brother's head with a smile.
"Ooh, this will be good," Killmonger smirked, he just needed to wait another hour or so and Mission: Kidnapping the Kids as Your Own is on the go.