The Day They DeAged Part 3
Well, it took a lot of work, but all three kids are now, finally, asleep. Killmonger is now feeling slightly pity for Tony, Clint, and T'Challa, though, he ain't going to aboard the mission and chuck his plan down the drain he had cooked up. So, there you go, the three parents decided to go to sleep as well, being their award for getting the kids to bed. They could fulfill at least an hour in bed, leaving Killmonger in the hall... waiting for his two 'henchmen'.
Leaning against the wall, he checked the time,
"God, when are they going to be here?" he muttered. "If they don't come in the next twelve minutes, I will steal those little, lovable ankle-biters for myself."
"Yeah, no. I already called dibs on Shuri."
"And I already claimed Wanda mine, so back off, you mewl."
A light chuckle escaped Killmonger's lips, a beautiful grin stretching up on his face. Looking over his shoulders, he saw Bucky leaning against the wall on his metal arm, smirking lazily. While on his right was Loki, who was standing tall and proud, with both of his arms around his back. Killmonger fully turned his body to face them, crossing his arms,
"Well, took you about damn time."
"Apologies, my brother was being utterly annoying," Loki smirked at the thought.
"Not to mention Steve wanting to spar for a bit, couldn't say no to that," Bucky murmured, shrugging his shoulders a bit.
"Well then," Killmonger turned his heels faster then Quicksilver, cheerfully saying the lines off. "Let's go steal those kids."
Sharing a goofy grin with each other, both Loki and Bucky looked like excited, little toddlers as they giddily followed Killmonger as their leader... which was odd for Loki, who never follows anyone. Making there way into the living room, tip-toeing, making sure not to make any sudden sound that could alarm the parents, who are currently in bed.
"Okay, the kids are all napping, we could safely make our way into their rooms and pick them up in their sleep," Killmonger reported in a whisper.
"The let's move," Bucky encouraged as the three men made their way to the stairs, only to suddenly halt in place as they heard a little, girlish giggles as it spoke out
"Why, when we alweady a'wake?"
Slowly turning around, the three men had big, joyful grins on their faces as they saw Kid Wanda sitting the couch, with a hawk stuffie in her arms, that was nearly the saw size of her. Toddler Shuri was sitting on her bottom, hugging her panther stuffed animal close. Finally, sweet, adorable, baby Peter was on his back, next to Shuri, playing with the Ironman stuffie over him. Without hesitation, Killmonger picked up Peter, cooing as Peter giggled out,
"Ka Ma! KA MA!"
Receiving a gentle kiss on the forehead by the man. "That's me..."
Loki made his way to Wanda, picking her up as stared at her in awe.
"Hwello, Woki, I didn't see you fora looooonnng time," Wanda giggled, stretching her arms a bit as Loki gently laughed,
"Indeed young one, it has been too long," he replied, smiling at her gently.
Bucky then made his way to Shuri, as soon as he did however, he immediately heard her happily screeching out with grabby hands,
"SON! SON! SON!"
A bright smile grew on his face as Bucky then gladly picked her,
"Hi, mom!"
Shuri giggled and nuzzled closer Bucky as his smile only grew more.
"Alright, we got the kids, let's go," Killmonger made the first move as his two companions followed.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Once again, the three men froze, slowly looking up as they saw Tony, Clint, and T'Challa by the stair case... and it doesn't seem like they had their proper 'beauty sleep'. All three men were staring down at the other three men, who were currently holding their children in their arms. Little Wanda waved at her daddy as she smiled like an angel, still holding onto the hawk stuffie he have gave her. While Shuri was nibbling on the panther stuffed animal's ear, you could clearly see her eyes on T'Challa longingly. Baby Peter was making grabby hands towards Tony, while still holding onto his Ironman stuffie, with a derpy expression on his adorable chubby face.
Our so-called kidnappers shared a look before rambling on,
"Barton, I was totally not stealing your daughter so I could raise her up as my own," Loki was first to speak, holding Wanda close. Clint crossed his arms,
"Totally," Clint sarcastically said.
"Your Highness, it is not what it looks like," Bucky quickly added on, but his hold on Shuri made T'Challa more suspicious.
"Then, what does it look like?" T'Challa said, not looking amused.
"Now Stark. Before we jump on conclusions... I could explain," Killmonger slightly backed away with Peter as Tony took a step forward.
"Go on then," Tony muttered, eyeing Killmonger with the must deadly stare ever.
The three men shared a look...
"Um... buh-bye!" Loki sad and with a flash, they were gone, leaving Tony, Clint, and T'Challa stunned.
"They just kidnapped our kids," Clint whispered, staring in disbelief.
They all remained silent, before all three of them exploded in anger,
"I'M GONNA KILL EM!" Tony yelled in rage. "Clint, call Nat, Steve, Bruce, and Thor! T'Challa, get the jet ready!"
"ON IT!" T'Challa raced out.
"YOU GOT IT PAL!" Clint puled out his cell phone.
Tony raced down to the lap to get his newly upgraded suit, along with muttering out...
"We are so going to kill them."
But let's face, it, they aren't going to even though if they want too... they are friends after all.