Hey there! Here is another story! PLEASE give me ideas for the various antics any of the Avengers or Beth could get into due to the surprise addition you read about down below...Thanks again and I really enjoy your ideas!

I was in the kitchen making a sandwich with Steve. Everyone else had gone out to do a list of errands a mile long. Since Steve and I had done the grocery shopping the past couple times, we got to stay home. I was definitely glad. Going to the grocery store with Tony was always difficult. Every little thing would catch his eye and he would whine until we bought it. I swear he's an overgrown, genius four year old.

I took a giant bite of my roast beef and cheese sandwich and walked over to the table with the bag of chips as Steve followed with the drinks. We sat down and ate in comfortable silence. Steve and I often ate this simple meal together. It was nice to just sit down and share a bag of Salt and Vinegar Lays and chat with my big brother. He'd usually ask me about school or some 21 century thing that interested him. Most of the time I would ask him to tell a story about growing up in the forties or various battles he had fought.

"The Howling Commandos sound like an interesting bunch of people..." I comment after Steve told me about the night he busted them out of a Hydra prison.

He chuckled. "They sure were. Some of the best soldiers I have ever met too. Definitely had a fighting spirit."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"I wonder who that is." Steve said. "The gang just walks right in."

"I'll go see who it is." I say and brush the chip dust of my fingers as I walk to the door.

I look through the peep hole. There's nobody there. "Probably just another ding dong ditch..." I mutter as I open the door to catch the little twerps. Nobody is around. I sigh and am just about to close the door when I hear a whimper. I look outside again and notice a basket at the edge of the porch with a blanket inside. The blanket rustles and I hear another whimper.

"Oh my goodness." I walk over to the basket. Please just be a puppy. I think.

I lift the blanket to reveal a baby. It squirms around until it focuses on my face and starts to babble. Sitting on its stomach is an envelope, with "The Avengers" written in cursive on the front.

This can't be happening...I think, unable to comprehend the fact that someone has left their baby on our porch. Presumably for us to keep. I sit down next to the basket and give the baby my fingers to play with, hoping it doesn't start wailing. I grab the envelope with my other hand and twiddle it in my fingers. "Hey Steve?" I call through the doorway, my voice sounding all weird. "It wasn't ding dong ditchers at our door..."

Steve pops his head out the front door. His eyes grow wide as saucers. "What the...?" is all he says.

Just throw some ideas right in that box!