A/N: So I couldn't get the Avengers out of my head and I thought I'd write a thing about the new extended trailer of Age of Ultron. It's set a little differently. But the second chapter (if I choose to post it) will be based off of the actual trailer. But like they're both different...Am I making any sense? Anyways...I hope it isn't horrible...R&R

It was just a regular day at the tower. It was morning and everyone was up. Steve was making waffles, while Bruce and Tony were tinkering with a few spare parts at the table. Natasha was brewing coffee and Clint was trying to stay awake.

Steve had set the waffles down on the table, there were blueberry waffles, strawberry, waffles and chocolate waffles. Who knew after being stuck in ice for several decades, Steve was a really good cook. He had excused himself for a while, since he had to go and get himself a newspaper. As the tablet that Tony had given him still confused him a bit.

Thor was up but had to use the little Avengers room and left. But not before leaving Mjolnir on top of the boxes of poptarts that he had claimed for himself.

Some of the others I.E. Tony wanted a poptart and wanted one badly. They were s'mores after all. He tried shoving the boxes from underneath the mighty hammer but they wouldn't budge. His antics had gone unnoticed and was starting to whine about it. The others were starting to get annoyed by the sound.

"Bruce...you gotta help me..." He pleaded. "I can't lift the damn hammer."

"Sorry Tony but I'm eating waffles and you wouldn't like the other guy when he's hungry." He stated. Tony unconsciously gulped and asked Clint, who denied.

"Fine then I'll move the hammer myself." He tried but fell forward trying to push the thing off the boxes. He landed on his face causing a few giggles out of the others. He got up and dusted himself off. "Well that could've gone better." He sat down out the table and settled with some eggs and bacon.

Thor had come back from the bathroom and was getting the toaster ready for the sugary pastries. He was humming a strange song, probably one from his home on Asgard.

Steve had come back from getting the paper and was starting to crave a poptarts. Seeing Thor's hammer resting on top of the boxes he casually went over and picked it up, setting it aside while he opened a box. That's when the room became eerily silent. Clint was wide awake now and Bruce had a piece of bacon stuck in his mouth mid-chew. Tony's jaw was wide open which had lead to him ungracefully having his eggs fall out of his mouth. Natasha looked nonchalant but inside she was shocked. A part of her did have a feeling that Steve could be worthy of wielding Mjolnir. Thor still had his back turned watching the toaster, he turned around and noticed the others' shocked expressions.

"What is the problem my friends? Were we not just enjoying the day's breakfast? It looks like Steven has finally returned with the paper of ne…" he couldn't finish his sentence as the words had died in his throat. Steve was oblivious as he was still reading the paper. He looked up from the paper noticing an uncomfortable feeling of people staring at him. He saw the shocked expressions of his friends. An eyebrow was raised and he looked down at the half eaten poptart in his hand.

"I'm sorry…did I do something wrong?" Steve asked. "Oh here Thor, your hammer." he stated and threw it to the god of thunder. Who subconsciously caught it, not even blinking. Steve still felt them staring as he continued to eat his poptart and read the paper. After a few more seconds had passed he couldn't take it anymore. "Will all of you please stop staring at me like that!?" His outburst had finally snapped his friends out of their stupor.

"How, how are you able to lift Thor's hammer?" Tony asked.

"I'm sorry what?" Steve asked confused.

"Man, the hammer. Whosoever wields this hammer, if he be worthy shall have the power of Thor." Clint explained. "And FYI Captain….you wielded it."

"What you guys quit messing around."

"No, he is correct Steven as no one but someone who is worthy can lift Mjolnir." Thor said gravely. And Steve didn't like it one bit. "May you rule Asgard in a fair and mighty way," he said slightly kneeling. Now Steve was feeling horrible.

"No Thor it's not my place. I already have a home here. And besides, psh I know not of your Asgardian ways. You make a better Thor anyways."

"Well it seems that Capsicle is worthy of wielding the hammer. Which I can't get over right now…" Tony stated.

"THANK YOU STEVEN! WE SHALL PARTAKE IN EATING POPTARTS!" Thor bellowed.

"That's nice Thor, but I've already had my share of poptarts."

"So be it, I shall eat these enjoyable pastries of Midgard." He laughed. Steve awkwardly laughed along to. Wanting to avoid things from getting more awkward Steve left, saying he was going to ride around town for a while. Natasha left with him much to his surprise. Which left Bruce, Tony, Clint and Thor alone to continue eating their breakfast.

"Well this was an eventful morning…." Clint stated.