A/N: Banner (Hulk), Stark (Iron Man), Thor and Rogers (Captain America)

Breakfast

The mess hall doors slid open and Bruce slumped through, hair lopsided, a hand scratched the side of his khakis.

Thor raised his glass of juice, smiling through his stuffed mouth. "Guuf monin!"

Swerving in his chair, Tony looked the scientist up and down and scratched his brow. "Did you even make it out of the lab? Or did you just fall asleep on the floor?"

Bruce's eyes darted to the box of donuts on the table. "I usually try to fall on my side so the blood circulation, that doesn't reach my arm, eventually wakes me up."

The super soldier at the counter, stirred his coffee, head slowly nodded. It wasn't good to look confused all the time.

Thor outstretched a palm to the box. "Sit. Eat. These round sweets are marvelous." He turned a curious eye to Tony. "But why do they have holes in their centers?"

"Well," Tony slid an index finger through a chocolate glaze, "about a thousand years ago, give or take a few centuries, it is said the wife of a warrior had baked for him delicious round sweets just before he rode off into a great battle. When his body was returned to her, she found the spear that had pierced his side, had also pierced one of the sweets directly in the middle. To honor her husband's bravery, she cut out the center of everything she baked. And so," he took a large bite from it, "mankind was blessed with the donut."

His eyes narrowed on Tony for a long moment. Lips parted. "Truly... remarkable."

Tony licked his fingers. "Thought you'd like it."

Bruce slowly shook his head as he opened the box. He took a moment to browse the selection and frowned. "Why is there no maple?"

Steve Rogers' head lifted from his mug. "They come in maple now?"

"Yeah, I remember I was the one who suggested maple."

"Well there's your problem," Tony said, "you should have demanded it instead."

Bruce looked around the room. "I'm in there slaving over gamma radiation numbers, and you guys don't have the decency to add MAPLE?"

Stark's eyes widened. "Okay... let's just ca–"

"Don't tell me to calm down Tony."

"Alright, okay. You know, it's funny. I actually don't remember you–" Bruce's glare intensified. "I'll just slip on my suit and zip on down to the bakers."

A fist formed on the table. "Not good enough Tony."

Stark's palms came together. "Well, Bruce, what, what would make you happy right now and not turn into a hideous– handsome, handsome green monster."

His glare swerved to Thor. The thunder God's smirk died. "You go with him."

Thor frowned. "Well why do I have to go?"

Tony grabbed his arm. "Leaving. We are leaving now."

The pair swiftly exited through the door, and Steve set his mug on the table. "Really like those maple donuts don't you?"

Bruce opened the box again. "Wouldn't know actually. Never had them before." The angry tone wasn't even on radar anymore.

Steve eyed the remaining donuts and raised a brow.

"I like the rainbow sprinkled ones." Bruce's smile was bashful. "Loved them ever since I was a kid you know?" With a sprinkled donut between fingers and the box under his arm, he made his way to the door. "I'll be in the lab."

Rogers brought the mug to his lips and shook his head smiling.