Wanda's POV

I heard a loud crash in Tony's lab and immediately ran out of my room towards it. When I arrived, all the other avengers were already there, most of them on the floor reliving a bad memory or injured. I looked up and Thor's brother, Loki.
"What did you do to them?" I said slowly as my eyes glowed red. Loki's eyes found mine and glowed green as he smirked.
"Witch.." he said deeply as he lifted his hands and green sparks surrounded them. "Don't worry, they'll be fine, I had to do it so I could retrive what belongs to me. If you get in my way, you can join them."

I created a red hex in my hand and shot it towards him only to be shot by a green hex from his hands. Green and red sparkles filled the room making it look like a horrible Christmas party. He grabbed my wrist tightly and pulled me towards him as he forced his hand onto my forhead and memories of my parents, Sokovia, Pietro and Hydra ran through my mind. I fell back and tried to calm my rapid breathing. Loki approached his staff and I knew I had to act fast.
I launched a red hex towards him which threw him into a sea of memories. I looked at him sadly when I saw everything that he had been through and the glassy layer that filled his eyes.

The sadness in his eyes changed to anger as he pinned me onto the wall which made me release a large breath.
"Who do you think you are?" He said huskily. I could tell he was fighting back tears.
"Whats the matter, don't like a taste of your own medicine?" I asked as my breathing returned to its regular pattern.
I pushed him off of me and sent him flying towards a table full of viles with different coloured mixtures. One of the bottles fell onto the ground and sizzled as it spread its way across the floor. As it touched the Avengers, they regressed into children who couldn't be any older than five.

"What the fuck?"

Loki's POV:
The irritating witch launched me back into a table full of Stark's ridiculous inventions and the glass bottles smashed against the floor, releasing different mixtures. I watched in terror as the "Earths Mightiest Heroes" turned into the Earths Smallest Heroes.

"What the fuck?" the girl breathed staring down at a small boy with long brown hair and a metal arm.

"Are they?-" she started, before she was interrupted by loud sobs from a young, blonde haired boy. Thor. I cringed, my brother was annoying as an adult but a baby?

The girl stared intensely at the small heroes before standing up and turning to me.
"What the hell do we do now?" she asked frantically.

"I think you mean what do YOU do now." She scoffed.

"You think you can cause this and then walk out without helping?" she exclaimed.

"You pushed me into it! It's your fault" I yelled. I felt a small tug on my leg and looked down to see another child who was significantly smaller than the others. As much as I hate to admit it, this particular child was adorable.

"Err, hello small child" I said looking down at the boy. He had to be around 3.

"Parker?" She asked. I still don't know her name. "Oh god.." she started.

"How on earth am I supposed to tell Fury? He already doesn't like me too much because of some of the accidents I've caused and he sure as hell isn't going to like you being here." she said.

"Well thats good because I'm not going to be here" I said rolling my eyes.

"Nope, you're helping me take care of them," she stated as she walked off to grab Stark's phone and dial Fury's number.

"What do you want Stark?" Fury asked.

"Not Stark." she said coldy as her thick accent showed. She sounded Russian, but not quite.

"Maximoff?" he asked, the confusion evident in his voice.

"Yeah.. I have a big problem," she said.

"Go on"

"Loki may or may not have tried to get in and we may or may not have accidentally released an experiment that turned the avengers into children." she said quickly. The other side of the call went dead silent.

"What?"

Wanda's POV:

"Okay so we're working on an antidote but for now, as much as I hate to do this, you and Loki are going to have to take care of them." he said.

"I can't look after 9 children! And what makes you think Loki is going to be any good help?" I said frantically.

"I have no other options, besides, you two did this so good luck. We'll notify you if we find an antidote." he said as he ended the call.

I examined the room. Bruce and Tony were standing by a table reading something, Natasha and Clint were wrestling each other, Bucky and Sam were insulting eachother. Like, child insults.

"Your a meanie." Sam pouted, "Am not!"

Thor was still crying, Steve just looked really confused and Peter was sitting by Loki's leg.

"So.. what do we do with them" I asked shyly. This guy is still a fricking god.

"I don't know? Maybe we could talk to them," he started. "But I do believe if we are going to look after these little humans then I should know your name."

"Right, I'm Wanda" I said. He repeated it as he looked at me, almost as if to see if it fit me. He looked satisfied as he walked towards his brother and smirked.

"How old do you think they are?" I asked.

"Hopefully old enough to be able to tell us" he said as he walked towards Steve. "How old are you youngling?" he said in his deep voice.

"Im five!" Steve exclaimed, holding up five fingers. Loki stood up. "Well, there you go." Jeez, I forgot how tall this guy is compared to me, I thought. He looked at me and grinned slightly "I'll pretened to ignore your compliments."

Shit, I forgot he can read my mind- my thoughts were cut off by a tiny red haired girl saying, "Who are you?"

"Hey Natasha, I'm Wanda, do you remember me?" She shook her head, no. Great.

"Uhm okay, how about you all tell me your names" I said as I scooped Sam and Bucky into both my arms to stop their quarrels. I set them down on the sofa as the others also sat down. Loki came holding Peter.

"Any idea why hes younger?" He asked me, sitting Peter down on a couch beside him.

"Probably because hes only a teenager in his normal age."

"Hmm" he hummed as he looked away from Parker.

Loki's POV:

"Okay, anyways, can you all tell me your names?" Wanda asked.

High-pitched voices rung around the room.

"Sam!"
"Steeve"
"Tony"
"James.." I was a bit confused at that one. I swear none of the avengers were called James.
"Natasha"
"Clint"
"Bruce"
"Thor!"

"Okay thats gre-" she started before I cut her off. "Who's James?" I whispered to her.

"Bucky"
Ah, the Winter Soldier.

"Well I think its time for dinner now" she said as she picked up Wilson and Barnes again. "Bring Parker and your brother, the rest will walk." There was no way I was picking up Thor, but she had walked away before I could object, so I did it. He was a heavy child. The children were all in there chairs and Maximoff was at the counter flicking through what seemed to be a recipe book.

She seemed to be satisfied at a certain recipe because she stopped turning the pages and her red magic spread towards the cabinets and collected ingredients. She started cooking and I turned around to see what the small Avengers were all doing. Wilson and Barnes looked calmer and less annoyed then they did before and were playing with a lego block on the table which I didn't know how they found. Romanov and Barton were glaring intensely at eachother, who knew five year olds could hold grudges? Stark, Banner and Rogers were mumbling to eachother and Thor was just looking confused at Parker who was looking inoccently and Wanda.

Apparently I was staring at Barton and Romanovs stupid fights for longer than I thought because before I knew it, Maximoff turned around with multiple plates of food connected to her red magic and layed them on the table

"Dinners ready."

A/N

Aah here's the first chapter! Again, super sorry if updates are late, I have school and Im extremely lazy but Ill update as often as I can. Also sorry if this is cringy lmao Im not that good at writing but its fun soo, hey. Anyways have a good day! Love you all!

-S xx