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(Natasha's PoV)

Not what I was expected for a mall almost getting blown up but these kids probably know something.

Well hopefully because we did not just spend 5 minutes rounding them all up and shoving them in the back of the jet.

Fingers crossed.

Anyway, I was sitting there, watching them. Some looked terrified while the rest of them were sleeping due to the sleeping gas and the tranquillizer gun. Hey it had to happen.

Bruce and Clint were discussing on what they were going to do with them. Steve and Tony were steering and navigate the jet. I'm not sure where are we going to take them.

Hopefully the interr- I mean just asking questions wouldn't last that long. Just enough to give us some answers so we drop them off back home.

Let's hope that they wouldn't make things too complicated. They all look like they are in high school but this is 2021 for fu*k's sake, they are going to be complicated.

"How long do we have to go?" Thor asked, folding his arms.

"Not too long. We're almost there," Steve told him.

The white haired boy exchanged looks with the smaller, purple haired boy. I heard him ask, "What are they talking about?"

"I don't know. I don't even know where the hell are they taking us!" The purple haired boy snapped at him.

The white haired boy just sighed at this.

We're going to need a translator so they can understand us and we (other than Clint and I) can understand them, I thought.

(Time skip)

"We're here," Steve announced, landing the jet. We were at the Avengers Tower. Yes we flew all the way from Japan back to America.

By this time, all the kids woke up and looked confused until their classmates who were up told them. A lot of vulgar stuff was thrown around but other than that, they seem to get the gist of it.

We led them to separate rooms in groups of two or three.

I ended up with the purple haired small boy and a taller navy haired boy. I could speak Japanese well and I can understand it as well so I had no need for F.R.I.D.A.Y to translate.

I sat down in front of them with some papers sitting neatly in front of me. They both were staring at me.

"I can understand what you are saying so no whispering between you two because I'll hear it," I started, getting the obvious out of the way.

The two boys exchanged worried looks at this.

"Alright I'll start with the obvious. What are your names?" I asked.

The purple haired boy just folded his arms. "Not telling," he said. "Yeah that's personal information," the navy haired boy agreed.

"Alright then. Your ages?" I asked, looking at the papers.

"No comment," they both said.

"Family name?"

"Not telling."

"School you go to?"

"Sorry can't tell you."

"Favorite color?"

"What's this, kindergarten?"

"Childhood best friend?"

"Not telling you."

"Childhood pet?"

"If I had one, I certainly wouldn't tell you."

"Significant other?"

They both stayed quiet at this and looked away. From me and each other. They appeared to be blushing.

I'll just take that as maybe a crush, I thought.

"Relation with those other kids?"

"We just go to the same school but we're not telling you which school," the smaller boy explained.

"Listen you're going to have to give me some answers so there is going to be a problem here kiddos," I said, my voice lacing with venom (not Venom the symbiot)

"This is an interrogation right? You're going to keep asking us questions until we actually respond to one. Let me tell you that's not going to happen. If you even think about torturing us, it would look bad on any adult no matter who you are. We could leave behind some clue so a detective could figure out that we were tortured to give you information," the small boy explained, his purple eyes gleaming.

Was it just me or did he just wink at the boy next to him? I thought.

"Listen here, you're testing my patience here. You two are on thin ic-," I said but got cut off by the navy haired boy.

"I'll cut through those words. If you want answers, then you're not going to get any from us. You don't know anything about us and you don't know what will cause us to spill out secrets. That's your problem and not ours," he explained.

Damn, he's really good at talking and rebuttaling, I thought.

He sadly was right. If I continue asking questions like this, I'm not going to get anything. Even if I went to the extreme, they might tell someone what happened.

I'm not going to use the old fashioned way, I thought.

I got up from my seat and grabbed the papers.

"I'll check on you after I talk about it with my friends," I said.

"Thank you for your time," the purple haired boy did a small bow but just before I left, I heard him muttered, "Not," under his breath.

Hopefully everyone else got more information than I did, I thought as I shut the door.

(Clint's PoV)

So I ended up in a group with the kimono wearing girl, the sleepy girl who kept asking for her Nentendo Switch and the corn haired guy.

Interesting bunch.

I looked at the papers of questions that I needed to ask them.

Not going to work but I'll see what I can do, I thought.

"By the way, I can both speak and understand Japanese so we don't need a translator and I can understand what you are saying," I explained.

"Oh ok," the sleepy girl said.

"Alright first question. What are your names?" I asked.

"Yeah we're not that stupid to reveal our names to a stranger," the kimono girl said.

"Hate to agree with her but yeah," the corn hair guy said.

"I'm not talking until I get my Nentendo Switch," the sleepy girl said, folded her arms.

Already with this interaction, I knew that they weren't going to be an easy bunch.

"Ages?" I asked.

"Nope!" The kimono girl said.

"Family names?"

"You wouldn't like the answer," the corn haired guy replied.

"School you go to?"

"No comment," the sleepy girl yawned.

"Favorite color?"

"Hell to the No," the kimono girl answered.

"Childhood best friend?"

"Not gonna fu*king tell you," the corn haired guy said.

"Childhood pet?"

"What are these questions?" The sleepy girl asked.

"Hey don't look at me. I didn't come up with these," I replied.

The sleepy girl folded her arms.

"Not very pog," she said.

Now where did I heard that word before? I wondered.

"Back to the questions. Significant other?"

"We're not putting them in danger," the kimono girl pointed out.

That's understandable, I thought.

"Relation to the others?"

"Listen pal, we're done here. You're not gonna get any fu*king answers from us. You're just wasting your time," the corn haired guy said.

I let out a sigh at this.

"Yeah. We're done here," I said and grabbed the papers and left the room.

Hopefully the others got answers, I thought.

(Bruce's PoV)

I fiddled with my thumbs nervously. I was never good with kids, especially teenagers even if I did save one from certain death. I felt uncertain about this group of kids that I got paired up with.

Strawberry blonde loud girl, blue haired girl and a girl with long braids whom we found sitting on a table nearby.

I had F.R.I.D.A.Y nearby so she could translate what they are saying to me and what I'm saying to them.

So far what they were saying it didn't look good.

"Why the hell are we stuck with a degenerate male here?" The braided girl asked.

"I don't fu*king know. How much you bet he has a small d*ck?" The strawberry blonde girl asked.

"Can we please not talk about d*cks?" The blue haired girl asked.

"Fine small tits," the strawberry blonde girl said.

"Can I just beat this degenerate male? I can get us all out...yes even the other degenerate males that were captured with us," the braided girl sighed.

"I don't think violence is the answer but if needed, we'll turn to you," the blue haired girl said.

Looks like I need to step in to show that I'm not their enemy, I thought and cleared my throat.

"Sorry about how you got taken. My colleagues are a bit rough around the edges. I'm not here to hurt you. After this talk, you'll be free to go," I explained nervously.

All three girls looked confused at this before F.R.I.D.A.Y translated what I said.

"Hmmph. Better not do any funny business though," the braided girl folded her arms.

The blue haired girl whispered something to her companions that F.R.I.D.A.Y couldn't pick up.

I looked at the papers of questions that I was supposed to be asking. Supposedly this was for them to warm up to us before we start asking them the real questions of what happened in the mall.

"Alright. I'll start with an easy question. What are your names?" I asked.

The strawberry blonde girl seemed to struggle at this before shaking her head.

"Not going to fu*king tell you," she explained.

"Yeah no comment on that," the blue haired girl said. "Yeah back off degenerate male!" The braided girl shouted.

"Your ages?" I asked.

"Nah. Would rather not tell," the strawberry blonde girl said.

"Family names?"

"Also no comment," the blue haired girl said.

"School you go to?"

"Not going to tell," the braided girl replied.

"Favorite color?"

"This isn't grade school. What the fu*k do you think we are? Children?" the strawberry blonde girl asked.

I sighed at this.

This was going to be more difficult than I thought, I thought.

"Childhood best friend?"

"Mmm would rather not tell," the blue haired girl said.

"Childhood pet?

"No comment," the braided girl replied.

"Significant other?"

"Not going to tell," the strawberry blonde girl replied.

I got up and said, "We're done here. I'll be speaking to my colleagues. In the mean time, make yourself as comfortable as you can."

All three girls gave each other a smug look as I left.

I'm crossing my fingers that Steve, Thor and Tony got better luck.