[Is anyone up for a part four of the volleyball AU..? Requested by CevansandCpratt ]

Thor and Steve, being members of the hat, hoodie, and sunglasses club, decided that they should be the ones to go out and get the team lunch.

Tony had said that he could call any restaurant, any fast food place, and they'd deliver in less then ten minutes, but Thor had made a scene and eventually got his way.

They picked McDonald's, ignoring Natasha comment about the places food being more chemical and fat then food.

But then Steve made a scene and she agreed angrily to McDonald's.

"I am most excited to try their McFlurry," Thor says, happily pushing open the McDonald's door and Steve nods.

"Me too. I've heard their McBurgers are great."

"So everything associated with McDonald's starts with a Mc..?" Thor stands behind an elderly man, slipping out the list of food the team wants and scans over it. "It appears so."

When they get to the register, Thor reads off the list slowly, emphasizing every Mc for McFries and McChicken McNuggets.

The man at the cash register turn red from annoyance, but enters every one of Thor's items.

They pay and sit down, their order number 12, and 2 is barley up on the screen. So, Thor looks around, spots the play area, and pats Steve's arm.

"What is that strange contraption?"

"It's a playground, I think."

"Should we go inspect this.. playground?"

Steve grins. "Race you there."

Thor gasps when Steve jumps up and barrels for the playground door before him. They're both thankful that no ones there, other wise they wouldn't be able to hop up the stairs and run over to the castle.

"I called first, Thor!" Steve grunts when Thor elbows him in the ribs as they both try to go down the twirly pink slide. "No fair! Wait your turn."

"The world is not fair," Thor wiggles away from Steve and ends up with the handle bar on his thigh. "Move over. This is most uncomfort-ah!"

Steve and Thor tumble down the slide, landing in a heap on the bottom.

"We have McFallen!"

"McShut Up."

"How McRude of you."

"Yeah, whatever. Get your butt out of my face!" Steve groans.

Thor huffs. "Get your face out of my butt-"

"U-Um..?" They look up and spot a McDonald's employee standing there in shock. "Excuse me, but the playground is for children.."

"Right, right. Of course." Thor smiles awkwardly, trying to move, but Steve winces.

"Jesus, Thor, I'm a 90 year old man, wait a minute."