Tasha stood in the Avengers tower, waiting patiently for Steve to finish talking to Tony.

"Feel free to have whatever you like, princess." Tony had said to her before they left, ruffling her hair like she was a child.

Whatever I like. Tasha hummed as she opened the cupboards of the kitchen area, eyeing the boxes of food curiously. Steve had some of the same things, but Tasha spotted a box with something she had never seen before.

"What the fuck is a pop tart?"

Tasha shrugged as she opened the box, reading the instructions carefully. "Put in toaster. How hard can that be?"

She placed the two pop tarts into the toaster and pulled the lever down, sighing as she began to wait for them to heat.

"This is taking forever!" She whined, tapping her feet impatiently. Then, she got an idea. "Maybe I can—"

Tasha pointed her hand to the toaster, hoping to heat the food faster. To her surprise, the pop tarts didn't come up, but instead the entire toaster caught fire. She let out a squeal as she used her magic to turn the sink on, trying to distinguish the fire. She screamed when a loud siren began to ring, covering her ears as it made her unable to use her magic. The fire was burning hot while the water from the sink was spraying towards her.

"What the hell happened?!"  Tony and Steve ran into the room, one using a fire extinguisher to put out the fire while the other turned the water off.

Tasha was soaking wet and freezing cold. She let out a yelp when the pop tarts popped up from the toaster, surprisingly not burned or charred but perfectly cooked. Tony laughed, handing them to Tasha with a shake of his head.

"Well, I think it's safe to say you should stay away from toasters."

Steve chuckled as Tasha took a bite of the pop tart. "This is good! Gods, you mortals have great food."

A/N: Hi! Welcome to Chili's. No seriously, help give me ideas for stuff to happen while Loki and Tasha are on the ship, in between Ragnarok and Infinity War.