"My god," you mutter to yourself as Sam starts dipping his hands into a cereal bowl. "What did that spell do?"

Steve's expression changes when he looks past you. A smile breaks across his face, and he points. "Nat Nat!"

You turn, seeing a little red-haired Natasha sliding towards the edge of the counter. "Oh, no," you state, picking her up with your magic before she can try what Clint did. "Not you, too, Missy."

Between Clint still crying and holding onto your leg, Steve being cross, Sam covering himself in the cereal he'd poured before your spell took affect, Natasha leaning her head on your shoulder, and Bucky playing with your hair, you're unable to move. Exasperated, you exclaim, "FRIDAY, who's in the building?"

"Besides the people in this room, Mr. Stark, Ms. Maximoff, Mr. Vision, Mr. Odinson, Prince T'Challa, Dr. Banner, Mr. Laufeyson, Mr. Parker, and Dr. Strange--"

"Where are they?"

"Tony, Vision, Peter, and Bruce are in Tony's lab--"

You don't let her finish. "--Baby-proof the lab...Actually, baby-proof the whole base!"

"Aye, [Y/n]. Would you like me to initiate the C.R.I.B. protocol?"

"C.R.I.B.?"

"Containment and Reversal In case of Baby-fication."

"That's not even a word, Tony," you mutter under your breath. "Yes, initiate the C.R.I.B. protocol."

The Tower goes into lock-down. FRIDAY moves everything sharp out of the way of children, closes the outlets, and turns every sharp corner into a padded one. Soft lullaby music starts playing over the speakers, and Clint instantly stops crying. Though you're relieved to hear less crying, you can't help but wonder what on Earth possessed Tony to make this kind of protocol.

"The Tower has been baby-proofed," FRIDAY reports.

"Thank God," you sigh, then wince as Bucky tugs harder on a lock of your hair. "Ow! Bucky, don't do that." You set him and Natasha down on the ground, then help Steve and Sam down from their adult-sized chairs. You bend down to their level, smiling at each of them.

You wipe Clint's tears away, saying, "We're gonna go find our friends, okay? I need you to stay close to me. No wandering off. Understand?" Each of them nods. "All right. Follow me."

To Be Continued...