I AM FREAKING OUT GUYS.

THE INFINITY WAR TRAILER WAS FINALLY RELEASED LAST NIGHT!!

DID YOU GUYS SEE IT? IT'S FREAKING AMAZING I LITERALLY HAD GOOSEBUMPS WHILE WATCHING IT AND I EVEN CRIED RIGHT AFTER HUHUHU.

MARVEL IS DESTROYING ME.

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"Welcome back, Mr. Stark."

Tony smiled back at the brunette agent in acknowledgement—for she was giving him a look that the billionaire knew all too well.

"Your much of a cooler boss has returned." he winked.

The agent gave him a flirtatious look before walking off—making sure to swing her hips in the billionaire's eyes as seductively as possible.

Tony stared at her behind of course but knew better than to follow her. He was sure Pepper would give him a smack in the head if he does. He is a changed man—as he would like to put it.

"Hey! Tony!"

He whipped around to see Clint making his way towards him. "Hey, Legolas! Missed me?"

Clint shot him a look. "The answer's no if you won't stop calling me that."

"Killjoy," Tony muttered, rolling his eyes. He took the time to observe what the archer was wearing and noticed that he was in his sweats. "Training?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "You should come up and join the rest. Did you bring Thor with you?"

"Nah, I'm gonna pass. I think a sweet long hour in the tub sounds better than risking another round of cramps." Tony said, grimacing. "And yup, Thor's here but I think he went straight to the kitchen to get food."

"Boo. You're no fun."

"I am unfortunately one of the possible people at risk for having arthritis."

"You're that old?" he gasped.

"Tell anyone about it, you can say goodbye to your precious bow." Tony threatened.

Clint snickering. "Guess I know who's really the old man on the team."

Tony glared at him. "Zip it."

The archer rolled his eyes before saying, "Well, once you're up for it, you should go see how your new recruits kick ass. They're incredible!"

This caught Tony's attention.

"New recruits?" he arched an eyebrow.

"Yeah!" he agreed. "You know you should have told us about them. It would've given them an easier time. Cap almost called the security on them when they got lost one night."

"Wait—hold up, did you just say new recruits?" he asked, dumbfounded.

It was Clint's turn to be confused. "Yes?"

"But I don't remember meeting new recruits. The last time I recruited one was the raven-haired chick we saved on a mission. And that was two weeks ago." Tony explained.

"Really?" Clint asked. "But that's what those two said... and they couldn't be lying because they pass through Cap's authorization. You know how strict Steve is when it comes to that."

"Huh, weird." Tony voiced out, bemused. "Maybe I just forgot."

"Most likely. I'm starting to wonder if you have dementia or something."

"Haha. Funny."

"That wasn't a joke."

"And that was sarcasm. Ever heard of it?"

Clint rolled his eyes. "Just make sure to check on the two. You have to give them their final briefing and rework the authorization scanners. It's annoying to get called on just to press your thumb when they need the elevator."

"Duly noted, Katniss. Thank you."

"You're welcome tin can."

"Hey!"

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James stumbled out of the gym, with his sister leading the way. Sam and Steve had watched them make their way out of the room, both sharing perplexed looks, before shrugging and letting them be.

The blonde grabbed her wrist in attempts to stop her fast pace. "Als—"

"Gah!" she jerked her hand away the second she felt the wet slimy feeling of sweat from her brother's palm. "Your hand's wet!"

"Yeah, it's called sweat idiot. Does it ring a bell?"

Allie gave him a not so amused look before starting to walk in her tracks again. After a few seconds, James suddenly spoke up.

"It's bad."

"What is?"

He looked at her in worry. "They're already becoming suspicious."

"They're already suspicious the second we arrived here, James. What's new about that?" she deadpanned.

James shook his head. "No, I mean like really suspicious. Uncle Sam's already noticing how similar I look to dad! And not just him, a lot of people too! And I can't exactly say anything to cover it up because I have no idea how to explain why I do—in fact—look like Captain America." he rambled on, his eyes widening.

"Hey, breathe alright?" Allie said, trying to calm him down. Once he was able to get his breathing normally once again, she continued on. "And I know what you're saying. You're not the only talk on the campus."

"You too?" he questioned.

She nodded. "I heard three agents earlier whispering about how I astonishingly look like Black Widow. They even asked me if I was related to her in any way. How ironic right?"

"What do we do?" James groaned, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He was still in his training clothes so he probably sure he smelled like a wet dog. "I can lie and lie but I don't think people are going to buy it anytime soon."

"This is getting more messed up when I think about it." Allie remarked, sighing. "We've got to talk to Uncle Tony now! Like right now."

"Is he back from the mission?"

"Yup, mom told me. I bumped into her on my way here." She said before her blue eyes sparkled with puzzlement. "By the way, I forgot to ask how did you manage to go to the gym? I tried using the elevator but it's still denying my authentication."

"Uncle Clint helped me. Good timing though, just when I was about to head down to ask help from Maria, he came out from the bathroom."

"Lucky you." she said flatly.

James rolled his eyes not until a voice rang out behind them.

"Cap! Widow!"

The siblings froze.

"There you guys are! I have been looking all over for you two. Clint told me you were in the training room but I didn't—"

The billionaire's voice died away as James and Allie turned around, shocked. He paused in his steps, staring wide-eyed at the two youngsters in front of him.

He blinked, staring at them, bewildered. 

"What the... you're not Cap..." he pointed at James, then turned to the redhead, "and you're not Widow..."

Allie's mouth zipped tight while she blinked back, still dazed by the sudden encounter. James answered for the both of them. "Yeah, we're the uh—new recruits."

Tony's lips were pressed into a thin line.

After ten seconds of silence. The blonde decided to speak up again— "Er... Mr. Stark?" he said, glancing to Allie then back at him with fleeting looks.

"You're not Steve and you're not Natasha but you certainly look like them. What the hell is the meaning of this?" he suddenly asked.

"Mr. Stark—"

"And this is the first time I've seen you guys. Are you the new recruits that I supposedly accepted?" Tony asked, warily.

"Please let us explain." Allie whispered, looking at him pleadingly.

"Explain why there's a rumor going on about me getting new recruits the day I came back from a mission? Or explain why on earth do you look like Natalie and Cap?"

"Both." They simultaneously responded.

Tony straightened his suit. "Well, then lead the way young agents."

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Once the three were situated in the meeting room, Tony had ordered FRIDAY to not let anyone else in—Avenger or not—for he had a hunch that this stuff was something big.

"Alright," he said, taking off his coat and sitting on the chair at the farther end. He leaned casually as if he was testing it. "So this is what it feels like sitting here."

"You've never sat there?" asked James.

Tony shook his head. "Today's the first time. This is Cap's seat."

James had heard from his dad a few times that back then, way before they were born, he was the one officially considered as the leader of the Avengers. His title of being a captain was actually used for the purpose of him being one. Yet sometime before he was born, their parents had initially thought of resigning from the team.

Apparently, both Steve and Natasha were willing to give up their jobs the second they found out she was conceiving a child—that was him. The Avengers did not take it lightly, of course, they were reluctant to let them go, but Steve promised they would resume their duties once their child was at least a month old.

As what his dad told him, they did keep their promise, but their roles were seemingly lighter and lesser of a handful. Steve had willingly given up his seat as the leader—the boss, as what they'd like to call it, and handed it over to Tony.

Back in their time, Tony was currently and officially the leader of the Avengers.

So it was just silly hearing it now from his Uncle that this was the first time he's ever been on this seat.

Tony clapped his hands making James snap out of his reverie. "Okay, so what do you have for me today?"

James sighed deeply. "I don't know where to start..." he looked at Allie for help.

Allie bit her lip, mirroring the same expression as he has.

"The beginning would be ideal." Tony mused.

And so they did.

James went on to explain why they apparently looked like Captain America and Black Widow—being the son and daughter of them. While Allie explained how they accidentally and by theory, somehow ended up here, in the past.

It was actually challenging for the siblings' part. They knew better to choose their words carefully. Both of them thought carefully about how much information they were only allowed to share—knowing that it could probably jeopardize the future with one wrong slip of their tongue.

By the time they were finished, Tony blinked at them with his jaw hanging wide open.

"So you're saying... you accidentally came here in the time machine that I invented?" he asked.

They nodded.

"And you're actually the children of two of the greatest superheroes in the world?"

Another nod.

"Wow..." Tony said in awe. "This is huge."

"So you believe us?" Allie asked, feeling her heart thumping louder than ever.

Tony shrugged. "Sure," he said as casually as ever.

James and Allie shared a look of surprise, glancing at one another before glancing back at the billionaire seated in front of them with raised eyebrows.

"That's it? Really?" James asked in disbelief. "You're not like going to ask us something that would—I don't know—prove that what we're saying is actually true?"

"Well I know I'm capable of doing some whacky stuff and for your information, I am planning on building a time machine as of the moment. No one knows about it except FRIDAY so..." Tony said, smirking. "But if you'd like to share some proof I'm sure I'd be delighted to hear it."

"You tried to hit on mom while she was working as an assistant for Aunt Pepper." Allie said flatly.

Tony shot up from his seat. "I was not trying to hit on her!" he defended.

"You do too." The redhead smirked mischievously. "You even let her use your repulsors during your birthday party."

"That sneaky little devil."

"And you ended up getting stuck in the vents for two hours because you tried to hide from dad after raiding his closet and replacing all his clothes," James added, crossing his arms.

"In my defense—your dad's taste in fashion is as good as my great great great great great grandpa." he retorted. "And it was an hour and a half! Not two."

The blonde grinned, snickering. "The same thing."

"Alright, alright, enough. You two proved your point. Jeez, you are really the children of Natalie alright." Tony said, his eyebrows knitted in annoyance. "But I have a question."

"Shoot," Allie said.

"Cap and Little red actually had sex?" Tony gaped. "How did Nat convinced Cap to finally get laid?"

Allie's ears turned pink as James flushed red.

"Out of all the things we've told you, that's what you're thinking about?" he exclaimed, glaring at the billionaire while becoming flustered.

Tony laughed, smirking in the process. "Yes. Cap's a virgin for almost a hundred years. Something big probably happened for him to give up that title."

Allie was not amused. "How the hell are we supposed to know the answer to that question? We're their children, not their sex consultants." she snapped.

"Did your father ever taught you about watching your language, little lady?" Tony raised an eyebrow.

Allie grunted. "Shut up."

"Don't talk to your uncle that way." he continued to smirk.

"Unbelievable." she exclaimed.

Tony only laughed hysterically. "You really look and act like your mother."

"And you still look like our grandpa."

"Touché."

"Enough." James ordered, sighing exasperatedly. "Can we please go back to the main problem at hand?"

Tony rolled his eyes. "And you sound just like him."

"Except for his tardiness and sneaking out of the house at times." Allie chimed in, smirking.

"Because I am way cooler than dad," James remarked. "But thanks, I'll take it as a compliment. It's nice to know I share similar things with him."

"I just have one last question."

James groaned. "If this is about mom and dad having—"

"No, I just—" Tony cut the boy off. "Why Allie and James? Did they ever told you about your names?"

"Again, that's your question?" James arched an eyebrow. He actually expected their uncle to ask him about the time machine itself but it seemed like Tony really had his own understanding of things.

They pondered for a moment.

Allie started. "Well... my full name's Sarah Alianovna. I was named after my grandmother and mom's second name. They used to call me Sarah but dad felt weird about it so they decided to use Alianovna instead. Eventually, it became a mouthful for them until mom decided to come up with a shorter and more American-ish version of it— Allie. So, yeah, dad agreed and they called me that ever since."

She turned to James and prompted him to go on with his side. "I think they named me after dad's best friend. Mom was the first to suggest it but dad was reluctant since he knew it was a bad image for everyone but she assured him it was okay on her part. And the Grant came from dad's second name."

Tony grimaced. "If I have kids I sure wouldn't name them after my parents nor myself."

"Hey, our names are pretty cool." Allie defended.

"Whatever you say..." he sang.

James cut in. "So, will you help us? Will you help us get back home?"

"Of course I will." Tony grinned, standing up. "Who am I to turn away from my niece and nephew?"

The blonde smiled gratefully. "That's our Uncle Tony."

"Okay, lemme stop you there, Captain Jr." Tony winced. "Never call me uncle again. It makes me feel a lot older than I am."

Allie snorted. "As if that's going to change anything."

"You don't really like me, do you?" he asked flatly.

"Don't mind her. She's still a little peachy about everything." James said. "So, do you need any help on the time machine or something? What do we need to do?"

Tony walked over to grab his coat. "Don't worry about the time machine. I actually have the draft outlined right now. FRIDAY? If you please."

"Certainly, Mr. Stark." the AI responded.

A holographic blueprint immediately spread across the table. It had the sketch of the exact time machine they saw in their time.

"Woah..." Allie said in amazement. "This is cool."

"Thank you." Tony said. "So, is this the time machine you used?"

They nodded in response.

"The exact thing." James answered, taking a closer view of the blueprint. "But I feel like it's missing something."

"It's missing the buttons." Allie filled in.

"What buttons?" Tony asked.

"The green button on the right." she replied, pointing at the indicated spot. "It's supposed to be here."

"Hmm. FRIDAY are you taking this down?" Tony asked.

"Yes, sir. I have been recording everything since you entered the room." 

"Good." Tony said. "This might take me five or six days tops. In the meantime, you just have to stay out of doing things I would do. And definitely, don't do what I wouldn't do."

"We can do that." James said.

"Have you guys... you know... did something strange for the past days? How long have you been here?" Tony asked, putting on his coat.

"Two days." James answered. "And no, I don't think so."

"Well, we may have bumped into our parents but I don't think we changed anything drastic so far." Allie added.

Tony's eyes widened. "You mean, Steve and Nat already saw you?"

"Is there a problem with that?" asked James.

"Yes!" he exclaimed. "You've seen the movie Back to the Future right? Do you know what happened to that McFly kid after bumping into his parents?"

"Relax," James chuckled. "I'm not going to let mom fall in love with me. And we're not disappearing from any pictures so, so far so good."

"Just remember my warning." Tony reminded them, seriousness laced in his tone.

James snorted. "Besides, it's not like they're going to start hitting on either of us since they're already occupied by someone else."

Allie gasped. "Oh golly! Speaking about that, how are we going to fix that part?"

"Fix what?" Both James and Tony asked.

"Fix mom and dad's relationship! You're talking about them being with Aunt Sharon and Uncle Bruce like it's completely okay." She shot a look at James, her blue-eyes slowly sparkling with tears.

"Of course I'm not fine with that, Als!" he disapproved, shocked at her conclusion.

"You don't seem like it."

He sighed. "Allie..."

"Listen, this may sound rather crazy but what if... what if we were sent back to the past for a reason?"

Her brother stared dumbly at her.

"Think about it James, out of all the people in the school, why were we the ones drawn to that time machine?"

James felt his irritation rose. "We were not drawn to it. We got here because you couldn't keep yourself from fiddling around with those things in the lab!"

"And this isn't the first time right?" she shot back. "So, why now? I'm telling you it must probably have a reason."

He shook his head in disbelief. "I don't know, Als. We're walking a thin line here."

The redhead turned to his suspiciously quiet uncle. "What do you think Unc— I mean, Tony. Is it possible?"

"Hey, don't drag me into your sibling banter." he said, raising his arms up in surrender.

"We just need an honest opinion." Allie sighed.

"Are you sure you really want my opinion?" Tony asked warily.

"We really have no other options so—yes." she answered.

"I'm hurt." He said dramatically. "But to answer your question—yeah, she does have a point, James. But I am not saying it's the right thing to do."

James looked at him, surprised. "Since when do you care about doing what's right?"

"Since now."

"Huh."

"Whatever you guys plan to do, just make sure you're up for the consequences." Tony said, sighing.

"Tony's right, Als. We can't just interfere with the past. The consequences could be far dreadful." James asked.

She glared at him. "Well, do you realize what would happen to us if somehow, mom and dad won't end up together? What's the consequence of that?"

James looked at Allie, pondering over his thoughts for the answer. When his mind finally worked, he swallowed hard at the possibility. "We'll disappear..."

"Yes," Allie nodded. "Exactly, we'll disappear. We'll fade into nothingness and won't exist in the future. We'll disappear in this time!"

He shook his head. "We don't know that..."

"It's just a theory." she turned away. "James, can you actually visualize Mom marrying Uncle Bruce or Dad marrying Aunt Sharon?"

James winced as his sister felt it.

"Thought so." she muttered.

He took a deep breath, being more torn than ever. "Tony...?" he looked to their uncle for help.

"I'm just here for the time machine, kids. But if you are planning on bringing Cap and Nat together—as much as it feels like betraying my science bro—I'll help you. The decision is still up to you. They are your parents after all." Tony said, giving a reassuring smile.

James thought about it for a moment, before letting a mischevious grin. "Okay, okay. You convinced me. So operation of bringing mom and dad together starts when?"

Allie chuckled. "You sound like as if we're going to manipulate them."

He shrugged. "Eh. If this involves dad's awkwardness when talking to girls, it's pretty much the word I would use."

"So how are we going to do this?" Allie asked, sighing deeply.

"I think I have an idea."

Both siblings' turned their attention to Tony.

"I was actually planning to have a sort of welcoming part four days from now. You know, just to celebrate my arrival back home." he said.

"You've been gone how long?" James asked.

He hesitated to answer before saying— "Just two days."

"Ah, right, must be a very long time indeed." he said sardonically.

"Shush. I'm doing the talking." Tony snapped.

Allie snickered as James rolled his eyes in amusement.

"Anyway, so yeah it's party. There's going to be drinks and music and lots of fun."

"Is this like a formal thing or...?" Allie asked.

Tony nodded. "Yeah," he smirked. "The theme's formal so you're all gonna have to wear gowns and suits my friends."

"And to think I forgot to bring a gown." Allie tsked.

He shrugged. "You can go shopping. Ask your mom to take you. And you, my boy, are going to come with me for the suit."

"Awesome!" James grinned. "I love getting a new tux."

"So, we have fours days to prepare for the party and to plan something big that would get mom and dad together." Allie voiced out. "And I mean something big."

"First, you two should take care of Bruce and Sharon. There's definitely no chance for a love confession if they're still together with them." Tony pointed out flatly.

"Right." Allie laughed weakly, turning to James. "I'll take care of Dad and you take care of mom?"

He looked at her in confusion. "Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?"

"I'm closer to dad and you're closer to mom." she remarked.

"Oh, okay." James agreed.

A few seconds passed.

Neither of the three was breaking the silence. When— "I know what could work." James blurted out.

"What?" Tony asked.

"A dance." James said.

"A dance?" Allie repeated.

He nodded in agreement. "Yeah, a dance could work between mom and dad. At the night of the party, there should be like a slow-dance thing and we just have to push them together and make them dance at that very exact moment."

"Hmm..." Allie pondered for a second. "It could work. A dance does seem pretty romantic."

"Then a dance it is." Tony agreed. "Capsicle doesn't know how to dance though, you guys have any idea to take care of that?"

"We'll find a way." Allie said.

Tony grinned. "Then let's get this operation fully started."

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I STILL CAN'T FORGET THE TRAILER.

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