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Adolescent Avengers

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a part of Adolescent Avengers, by TheNovelust.

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Character Portrait: Anthony E. Stark
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Anthony Edward Stark looks down at his body, unable to process what has just happened. No, processing isn't the problem, has never been a problem for the great Tony Stark. Tony can process anything. It's believing that's the problem. He hates magic, loathes it with a passion that boarders on the physical. And surely this has to be an act of magic. Immortus had come so quickly, swooping into their meeting just as Tony had been about to explain his latest invention. That had been the beginning of the end, so to speak. Flashes of brightly colored light had blinded him and the next thing he knew, he glanced down at himself because the table seemed so much taller than he remembered it, and he was like this, a kid once again.

Tony gives a little sigh while looking around the room at his fellow Avengers, all of whom have turned into children like himself. "Well," he says with a slight frown, "this is new."

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Character Portrait: Janet Van Dyne AKA The Wasp
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The meeting was a drag. Talking. Talking. Talking. I mean, I like talking, but too much..? Boring.

I was startled out of my mind when bright, colorful lights flashed. When the lights had stopped, I had to blink multiple times to re-adjust my eyes to the light. "Geez. What as that about?" I said to break the silence. But, suddenly, everything seemed to much... taller? "Huh. I don't recall shrinking... Wait. I didn't shrink..." I looked down at my small frame and my head jerked up, looking at every one else. They were all little kids too. "What just happened?!" I said jumping up.

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I scowled at Tony. "Hmph." I cross my arms. Less the age= double the attitude. My gaze sweeps around the room, looking at the now tiny super heros. I look back over at Tony. "Not like this though. I feel weak." I grumble. Holding out my arms, I look at my tiny hands and arms. I blink in realization. "Now I'm going to be tiny all the time! Oh thats going to stink." I say to myself.
Then the boys in the room started talking, I couldn't help but laugh. "You all sound like chipmunks!" I double over laughing.

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Tony's tongue's out of his mouth faster than the time it takes to blink, his face a scowl. Then, suddenly, he realizes something... He runs his hands over his face, feeling nothing there, just perfectly smooth, baby soft skin. "Oh no! My goatee!" He pouts and crosses his arms. "This does stink," he exclaims, kicking at the ground in a little fit.

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After I was done laughing at all the boys in the room, I decided it was time to ascess the situation. "Alright. So what do we do now? We can't stay as babies and wait until we grow up again." I said, and blinked slowly, reailzing my voice was slightly higher as well.
"I wonder how far Immortus got..." I mutter and shrink down to small size and my little wings sprouted from my back. Flapping them expiramentally, they seemed ok to fly. Just in case, I did a jump start and kicked off the table as hard as I could with my even littler legs. I shot up to hole and landed on the roof with a grunt. I put my hand above my eyes, and looked around. "Nothing..." With a deep sigh, I looked down in the hole at everyone else. I fluttered back down and landed on the table. I grew back to full size... well as full as you an get being a little kid. "No sign of him any where."

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Character Portrait: Dr. Robert Bruce Banner/ The Hulk
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Bruce remained quiet, focusing his attention on remaining calm. He feared that if his heart began racing too fast due to anger at Immortus' actions that the other guy would come out, and with everyone turnt into babies it would be even more dangerous. Remembering a technique used for staying calm, he began taking deep breaths, focusing on his heart.
Once he decided his heartbeats were normal again, he examined his new toddler body. He wondered what would happen and what the Hulk would look like as a child. He quickly snapped out of his thoughts and asked in a quiet voice, "What if he teleported through time somewhere we couldn't reach him?" Bruce was almost positive that Immortus could travel through time, but perhaps his memories weren't exactly correct.

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Character Portrait: Susan Storm Richards
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Susan eyed everyone, taking in the impossible.
She then glanced down upon her own body, biting her lip as she surveys her small, pudgy legs.
Crossing her arms she scowls, "What the hell." She hisses and then looks over to Bruce.
She almost laughed when she saw him, he was so adorable with pudgy cheeks and standing at such a small height yet still having that calm, wise look he held.
It was quite hilarious, that was, until she remembered she probably looked a lot worse.

"I think we should-" She stops short, her voice turning into baby slurs, 'How old exactly am I?' she wonders, coughing just to check whether it was just a trick.
"I think-" She tries again but like last time, her voice is as baby-ish as it was before, "dammit." She whispers to herself.

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Character Portrait: Steve Rogers Character Portrait: Anthony E. Stark
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Eyeing the tiny fingers that were sprawled before his button nose, Steve Rogers found himself surprisingly... not surprised. Instead, he found himself intrigued by this modernized technology; Technology that could go so far as to turn time- something people from his era would have died to see- and here he was witnessing it firsthand.
Taking a deep breath, he allowed his gaze to drift to the rest of the group, taking in each baby form and their reactions. He couldn't help but let out a breath of amusement at Tony's sudden outburst; all the time machine did was show Tony’s true colors.
He didn’t feel any different, aside from the sudden height and weight difference, and a bit of an uncomfortable wetness along his inner thigh. At this sudden realization, his eyes grew wide and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment- he had wet himself.
Surely at the age of five he would have had control over his own bladder but he supposed after all of the commotion that had ensued he had lost control without even realizing it.
Luckily, Tony’s attention-seeking left Steve in the shadows, giving him the opportunity to remain silent and attempt to inconspicuously pick up his shield that lay beside him. However, due to his new baby form, he soon realized he was without his super strength and felt hot tears well up near the corners of his eyelids in frustration as the shield remained anchored.

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Steve's eyes shift from each Avenger before him, his heart thudding against his now flabby chest, before they fall upon Tony's- whose own eyes are locked on him. He suddenly feels his whole face flush with heat, already anticipating the humiliating scene that's bound to come. Not Tony, anyone but Tony. Steve never seems like the kind of guy who would get embarrassed easily, only the kind of guy who would make a bad situation into a good one, but with Stark around Steve usually found his confidence on the lower side of the scale.

And then he sees the little boy strut over to him, that arrogance from his adult-self never leaving his body, and it makes Steve chuckle quietly. The next thing Tony does actually surprises Steve, the close contact with the man- er, boy- is actually shocking. Had it been any other circumstance, Steve would've probably rolled his eyes and shook off Tony's arm in order to figure out something himself, but this was an entirely different situation.

As the weight of Tony's suit jacket blankets over Steve, he feels a quick wave of emotion flow through him but he casually disregards it and wraps the suit tightly around him. "Thanks," he mutters to Tony, averting eye contact and instead watching his own pudgy fingers grip the suit. He'd love nothing more than to go get changed but doing so would just bring about attention to himself so he stays put and manages to look up at the rest of the group, his ears perked for any further discussions about their given situation.