This is a request from Moony Kimera on fanfiction who wanted Kaneki to be turned into a child by Tony and Bruce so the whole team has to look after him until he turns back.

Tony's Room

Tony stumbled out of bed, yawning loudly. He stretched his arms up to the sky and bent his back backwards slightly and heard a satisfying (pop!) before treading to the bathroom.

Tony kept his eyes closed as he entered the bathroom and blindly threw his hand about searching for his tooth brush until it was in his grasp. Lethargically, Tony brushed his teeth until he got too lazy to brush anymore so he just shuffled his toothbrush in his mouth for a few minutes. Eventually, Tony opened his eyes and was immediately introduced to his own reflection but before he could admire all his wonderful, handsome features, he noticed something devastating and life-changing.

He had a grey hair!

"NOOOO!!" Tony shrieked, his toothbrush fell out his mouth and clattered to the floor but Tony paid no attention to it. He laments over his youth. "Why did this happen?! I'm so young, so handsome, so rich! I don't deserve this!" Tony bawled before remembering his friends were downstairs. Tony was not going to take this lying down! He's going to beat old age!

Tony leaps down the stairs, two steps at a time, and sprints to the kitchen where most of teammates already were, having breakfast. Tony runs past the table grabs Bruce's shoulders before shaking him wildly till the doctor turned green.

"Brucie! You gotta help me!" Tony sobbed, still shaking Bruce.

"W-What's wrong, Tony?!" Tony stopped shaking Bruce.

"What is this?!" Tony shoved a single hair in front of Bruce's face.

"A hair?" Kaneki answers in disbelief.

"No!" Tony whips right around and gets right into Kaneki's face. "It's a grey hair," Tony whispers.

"So?"

"So I'm still young! I shouldn't have a grey hair," Tony explains as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Tony," Kaneki starts, "I'm young, you should have been put out to pasture 10 years ago."

"Why do you need my help, Tony?" Bruce sighs.

"You and me are going to make an anti-aging device thingy," Tony explains.

"That's not possible," Bruce deters.

"Anything is possible with the power of friendship," Tony appeals, sweeping his arm across the room. "We can do it together."

"'The power of friendship?' That's sound like something that belongs to a magical girl anime," Kaneki comments, taking a swig of coffee.

"Au contraire, ye of little faith," Tony quips, "I'll prove to you that I can make myself young again. Let's go Brucie!" Tony dragged Bruce down to his lab.

"Just another typical morning in the Tower," Clint comments as he flips to the next page of his newspaper.

The Lab

After a few painstaking hours, Tony and Bruce finally managed to make a deaging machine. Now all they had to do was test it and make the necessary tweaks. 

"Finally," Bruce sighed, he was so tired making something that he didn't want to make.

"Come on, let's finish up!" Tony cheers.

"Can we take a break?" Bruce queries, "we've been working non-stop on this since this morning."

"You can take a break, I'm going to be good looking once again," Tony starts to finish up the final touches and was about to test the device on a plant when he was interrupted.

"Guys, Natasha said you-" Tony jumped in shock and accidently turned the device into a different direction.

(Zap!)

"Kaneki!" Bruce yells out in worry,

"Uh-Oh!" Tony cursed.

With the Team

Lunch was starting soon so Kaneki and Thor were setting the table while Natasha was cooking.

"Hey, have you guys seen Tony or Bruce? I haven't seen them at all this morning," Steve asks, walking into the kitchen. 

"They went to the lab to work on a new machine," Kaneki replies.

"Was that why Tony was shouting in morning?" Steve inquired.

"Yeah."

"Kaneki, go get them," Natasha orders.

"What? Why me?" Kaneki demands.

"Because I said so," Natasha left no room for argument. 

"Fine," Kaneki relents so he heads downstairs, completely forgetting about Jarvis who could have just simply called the two to come up. He tapped in the code and opened the door without really looking in.

"Guys, Natasha said you-"

(Zap!)

"Kaneki!" Bruce yells out in worry.

"Uh-Oh!" Tony cursed.

All that was left of Kaneki was a pile of his clothes that was letting off steam.

"Oh my god! We killed Kaneki!" Bruce shrieks, yanking his hair.

"Uh, maybe we didn't," Tony reports before moving closer to the pile. "Kaneki..? Are you still there?"

Bruce was about to yell at Tony when the pile of clothes moved, Tony ran behind Bruce and used him as a shield.

"Did you see that?" Tony whispers.

"Yeah," Bruce said, slowly.

"Find out what it is," Tony requested, shoving Bruce forward.

"What?! Why me?" Bruce asks in bewilderment.

"Because if it is Kaneki then you won't die," Tony replied. Bruce shook his head before moving closer to the pile. Using his thumb and forefinger, Bruce lifted the top layer and saw a small pair of grey eyes blinking up at him in curiosity.

"Ooh."

Upstairs

"What's taking them so long?" Steve asks as the rest of the team sat down at the table, everyone except Kaneki, Tony and Bruce.

"I'm going down," Clint offers and was about to head downstairs when Tony rushed into the kitchen. His face was as pale as a sheet, he was sweating profoundly and he fiddled around with his fingers in nervousness.

"Hey guys," Tony greets, weakly.

"Oh my god, what did you do?" Steve asks, irked.

"Just to be clear, it was an accident," Tony tries to explain. "I didn't mean to shoot Kaneki."

"You shot Kaneki?!" Thor bellows.

"No! I mean, yes! I mean..!" Tony cried, stumbling over his words.

"What did you do to Kaneki?" Natasha demanded, leaning forward in her seat as she eyed Tony in a non-judging way. "And where's Bruce?"

It was then Bruce strode into the kitchen holding a 4 year old with white hair and grey eyes. The only thing the kid was wearing was a striped black and white shirt that was too big on him. The same shirt Kaneki wore earlier.

"Tony... did you kidnap someone's kid?!" Clint accused in outrage.

"No! This kid is Kaneki!" Tony reveals.

Everyone stands in silence for a few moments before screaming, "What?!"

"Tony, what did you do?!" Steve exclaimed.

"It was an accident," Tony repeats.

"Explain from the beginning," Clint requests so Tony explains from the very beginning to right now. "You seriously worked on an anti-aging device?" Clint pinched the bridge of his nose.

"How could you be so careless, Tony?" Steve demands, furious. "What would you have done if your invention had actually killed Kaneki?"

"I didn't do it on purpose! I never expected him to come to my lab!" Tony threw back and the two started to argue violently.

"Stop it! You're scaring him!" Bruce demands so the two stop arguing and they see mini Kaneki tearing up. Ken whipped his head back into Bruce's shoulder once all the attention was focused onto him. He was scared, he wanted to go home, he wanted his mum. Where was his mum? These people were scary, they kept shouting at each other like they hated each other. The man holding him seemed nice enough, but Ken didn't feel like he was completely safe with the man.

"Sorry for scaring you, Kaneki," Steve apologised before realising something, "can he even understand us? I mean, he's from Japan."

"I'll ask," Natasha volunteers so she walks over to Bruce and switches to Japanese, "Kaneki, watashinotomodachi ga itte iru koto o rikai dekimasu ka?" (Kaneki, can you understand what my friends are saying?)

Ken whipped his right back to Natasha in bewilderment. She spoke Japanese, "Yeah! How you know Japanese?" Kaneki asked, excitedly, not realising that he, himself, was speaking English.

"Well that answers that," Clint quips.

Upon hearing Clint's voice, Ken retreated back into Bruce's shoulder. He shouldn't be so friendly with strangers that most likely kidnapped him from his mother.

"Kaneki, you don't need to be scared of us," Natasha explains, gently. "We're not going to hurt you."

Ken pondered over her words for a few moments before demanding, "Where's Mama?"

"Huh?" Thor said in confusion. 

"My Mama. Where's Mama and why am I here?" Ken repeats.

"Well... um... that's because...uh," Bruce fumbled, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. 

"I wanna go home," Ken's lip trembled and tears gathered at the corner of his eyes which he refused to let fall.

"Your mother asked us to watch over you," Natasha quickly came up with the excuse.

"She did?" Ken was surprised at that, did his mother really leave them with these people? He then remembered what happened recently, his father disappeared, apparently he died whatever that means, and there was some people in suits coming to his house, speaking to his mother. "Did she go co-con-selling?" Ken's face scrunched up in annoyance as he struggled to pronounce 'counselling.' His cheeks puffed out and his nose crinkled adorable as he tapped his finger against his mouth.

'Adorable,' everyone thought at the action.

"Yeah, but she asked me and my friends to take care of you until she comes back," Natasha informs.

Ken pondered over this for a moment, "Okay!" His mother trusted him to these people so they must be nice! Ken tapped Bruce's shoulder, "Can I go down now, please?" Ken requested, cutely, so Bruce placed him on the ground.

"Thank you fo-for taking care of me, my n-name is Ken Kaneki, but call me Ken," Ken bowed down in respect after greeting and introducing himself. 

"I guess we should introduce ourselves," Natasha mused. "My name is Natasha Romanoff."

"B-Bruce Banner."

"Steve Rogers."

"I'm the Tony Stark; genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist," Tony gloats and was promptly elbowed in the stomach.

"Clint Barton."

"I am Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder!" Thor bragged, feeling high and mighty.

"No, your not," Ken knocked Thor right off his pedestal without any hesitation.

"Ha," Thor laughed nervously and confused. "I am the God of Thunder," Thor repeats, slowly.

"Raijin is Thunder God. You not Raijin!" Ken argues, full of passion. "Where are your drums?"

"Drums?" Thor echoed. "I have no need for drum as I have Mjølnir!" Thor announced, thrusting Mjølnir in the air while doing a superhero pose.

"So your hammer make thunder?" Ken wanted to confirm.

"Indeed! I use Mjølnir to summon bolts of lightning and thunder!" Thor bragged.

"So you can't make your own? Then your fake Thunder God," Ken states, bluntly.

Thor had a sound like there was something stuck at the back of his throat, Kaneki had a point. The rest of the group struggled to choke back their laughter, Thor was being owned by a kid.

"As fun as it is to see Thor losing against a 4 year old, we need to get Ken some proper clothes and I need to tell Fury about what happened," Natasha informed before turning to the wall. "Jarvis, can you order some clothes for Ken?"

"Of course, Agent Romanoff," a smooth, cool British voice replied and Ken stared at the wall in awe. "They shall be here right-"

(Ping!)

The elevator door opens revealing a medium-sized box, "Now."

"How is the possible?" Bruce stressed, pulling at his hair. "Jarvis just ordered the clothes yet it takes less than 10 seconds to have them delivered?"

"Actually, Dr Banner, I ordered them as soon as Mr Stark shot Kaneki," Jarvis corrected.

"That makes much more sense," Bruce admits, calming down.

"Clint call Fury and tell him what happened to Kaneki," Natasha orders.

"Where are you going?" Clint inquires, crossing his arms while raising a brow.

"Going to help Ken change," Natasha answered, picking Ken up in her arm before heading upstairs with the box under her other arm.

"Urgh, I'll call Fury," Clint states, reluctantly. He knew the Director would scream and pitch a fit at Tony's recklessness. He really did not look forward to this call.

With Ken and Natasha 

"Ms Ro-Roma-?"

"Just call me Nat," Natasha offered.

"Ms Nat, I can walk by myself," Ken tells her, politely. Natasha smiles and says nothing, but puts him down and lets him walk beside her. They quickly reached one of the rooms. Natasha opened up the box and was about to pick out an outfit when Ken stopped her. "I can dress myself," Ken pouted, puffing out his cheeks.

"Okay, okay," Natasha relents, holding her hands above her head for a second before heading to the door. "Remember that I'm just outside if you need help," Natasha reminds before leaving the room.

"I will," Ken reassures before walking to the box and picking out his own outfit: a white short-sleeved t-shirt, black shorts with black suspenders, his left sock was white and his right sock black, black sneakers with white lace and a Monokuma jacket.

Seeing his outfit was fine, Ken head to the door but found himself unable to reach the door handle, "Ms Nat? I'm done."

Natasha opened the door to find Ken in a very adorable outfit, she should have figured that Jarvis would have gotten anime clothing, "Let's go downstairs and show the others," Natasha held out her hand which Ken took and they walked downstairs to show the others.

Downstairs

Clint was right, Fury was not impressed. He started to yell at Tony over the phone, the latter making sarcastic snarks which did not improve Fury's overall mood. Fury demanded to know how long Kaneki would be stuck like that, but they had no answers so Fury ordered them to bring Kaneki and the device to the Triskelion for some tests.

"How many agents are going to be all over Kaneki?" Bruce questions, knowing that all the females will fall in love with Mini Kaneki.

"All of them," Steve answers, honestly.

"Younger than me, but he still gets all the girls," Tony comments, amused. The others couldn't help but agree. Kaneki's alter ego, Eyepatch, is the most popular Avenger for some strange reason. Apparently, girls love the mysterious bad boy with a deep dark secret. His white hair and gothic style just enhance his sexiness.

Natasha came the stairs with Ken so Steve quickly informed them of the news, "Natasha, Fury ordered us to bring Kaneki to HQ to find and cure. Right now."

"Where are we going?" Ken asked, looking up at Natasha in curiosity.

"Well, we're going to take you where we work," Natasha informs and Ken had no problem with that so they prepared for the journey. Tony and Clint got the device in the trunk of the car, Bruce and Steve got some stuff that would Ken occupied and Natasha, Ken and Thor were already strapped into the car.

20 minutes later

The journey had gone smoothly, Steve read some books to Ken which kept him happy. Now the group were strolling down the hallway, Ken on Thor's shoulders, ignoring the whispering of the agents. Word travels fast in S.H.I.E.L.D especially if it's juicy gossip.

Hill met up with them halfway, she took once glance at Ken before looking at Tony, "You're in a whole lot of trouble, Stark," Hill quirks before leading them to the medical bay.

"Think I don't know that?"

"Director Fury will be in the meeting room soon. I suggest Kaneki get checked right now," Hill advises. A female doctor was about to take Ken when he started to panic.

"NO!" Ken yells, gripping Thor's hair tightly. "I don't wanna!"

"Why?" Bruce asked, incredulous. 

"I don't wanna!" Kaneki repeated, shaking his head wildly.

'Ah,' Clint knew what this was. He dealt with this fear with his own kids so that practically makes him a pro.

"Let me take Kaneki," Clint offers and when everyone turns to him in confusion, he reassures them that he knows what he's doing. "Trust me. Kaneki, come on," Clint take Ken off Thor's shoulders and carries him into the doctor's office.

"I'll be with you the whole time," Clint reassures. Ken looked unsure but decided to trust Clint.

Clint placed Kaneki on the bed and sat beside the terrified kid. The doctor walks to Ken with a stethoscope around her neck which causes Ken to cling to Clint's arm tightly. Clint gestured for the doctor to stop and pass him the stethoscope. 

"Hey Ken, this isn't scary at all, you use it to hear someone's heart," Clint explains, simply.

"Really?" Ken queries.

"Yeah, you wanna try?" Clint offers and Ken nods, Clint places the stethoscope around Ken's ears and places the metal end against his chest, where his heart lied. 

Ken gave an excited gasp, "I can hear it!"

"Fun, isn't it? You think you can let the doctor do the same to you?" Clint queries, softly. Ken nods and lets the doctor examine him. The process repeated itself multiple times, successfully, until the most difficult of challenges arises.

The doctor needed to draw some of Ken's blood.

That was what sent Ken into full-blown panic mode, he was trembling violently when the needle was brought out.

"Hey Ken, I know needles can be scary and they do hurt, but everyone is scared of them, even me," Clint admits, causing to look up at him in bewilderment.

"Really?"

"Really really," Clint confirms and pats Ken's head. "Listen, you don't need to take the shot if you don't want to," the doctor sputtered and was about to object when Clint prevents her, "but if you can brave it out then I'll plan something special for all of us. Can you take the shot for me?" Clint asked, gently.

Ken mulled this over, he wasn't so sure the needle looks so scary, "You could hold my hand if you want, looking at that needle has scared me so bad," Clint says, sheepishly.

"Okay," Ken takes Clint's hand in his own and when the doctor grasped his arm, Ken shut his eyes tight together. He wanted to keep them shut until the doctor was finished, but she was taking too long.

"Ken, you're done. You can open your eyes now," Clint informs so Ken does just that.

"Huh?" Ken sees the doctor take the vial of blood away, he didn't feel away thing. "I didn't feel anything," Ken voiced in a mixture of confusion and awe. Multiple emotions flashed through Clint's eyes, grief being one of them, but he didn't let Ken see any negative emotions.

"That's great, buddy! The doctors aren't so scary now, are they?" Clint cheers and Ken shook his head in agreement. "Let's go see the others," Clint and Ken walked out the hospital room and headed to the meeting room where the others were waiting alongside multiple agents.

"How'd it go? Did you cry?" Tony teased Ken.

"Nuh-uh," Ken responds, "it didn't hurt at all."

"Wow, you must have been super brave," Steve adds. While the team chatted with Ken, Natasha approached Clint who was hiding how upset he was.

"What's wrong?" Natasha asked.

As always Natasha could read him too well, he didn't bother hiding anything from her since she knows when he's lying so spilled the beans, "Ken, he said he didn't feel a thing. The both of us, we're professionally trained agents so we know how to recognise what he went through. You don't suddenly stop feeling pain, to be desensitised from pain you need to go through extreme training or agonising torture. Kaneki doesn't know that we know and the others don't know enough to realise, but... he's still so young. He should be in college, studying, drinking, partying, getting it on with girls or guys yet here he is. With the Avengers, learning how to kill."

"I get where you're coming from, Clint, but all I can say is that it's done, Kaneki has made choices that led up to this moment, some good some bad, but I know that, eventually, he'll let us in. It's just a matter of time," Natasha reassures. The two turn to see Ken sitting on the table, reading a book by himself, while kicking his legs back and forth.

Suddenly, Fury barged into the meeting room, pissed. The second he saw Ken, he exploded, he prayed that Stark was just trying to pull some lame prank on him with Barton in on it, but it was obviously not.

"Stark, what the f*** did you do?!" Fury demanded, unknowingly scaring Ken. "Out of all the motherf***ing stunts you pull this is the worst one to date!" Fury pointed to Ken.

Ken was terrified of this man, he just kept shouting and swearing and it didn't look like he'll stop any time soon. As soon as Fury pointed to Ken, tears started to gather at the corners of Ken's eyes, his lower lip quivers and he began sniff and snivel which grabbed the attention of the adults. Ken jumped off the table and into Steve's chest, clenching the super soldier's shirt so tight his knuckles turned white.

"Director Fury made a child cry," Tony whispered, mockingly.

"How mean," Clint adds.

"Kid Kaneki is surprisingly well-behaved, he doesn't seem like the type that cries a lot," an agent points out.

"Yet the Director finds a way," another laments.

"You should know better Director," Natasha chastised, though she had a huge smirk on her face.

Fury's faced turned a deep shade of red, this whole ordeal is giving him a headache. He rubbed his temple and asked, "When can you change him back?"

"Dunno," Tony shrugged.

"He just come back from the test, we won't know until we get the results," Bruce explains.

"Dammit!" Fury swore. "I needed him for a mission but he's clearly out of commission. Take care of him until he turns back. Hill, you're covering Kaneki's mission."

"Yes, sir," Hill agrees. 

"Guys, I think we should take Kaneki back to the Tower. Fury scared him quite a bit," Steve informs, carrying Ken who was trembling in his arms.

"You guys can go on ahead, Clint and I will wait for the results," Natasha informs.

"What about the special surprise?" Ken inquires, hiccupping. 

"Oh right," Clint remembers, "I'll tell you once I come back."

"Promise?" Ken asked, holding out his pinky.

"Promise," Clint links his pinky with Ken's. 

"Bye," Ken waved, peering over Steve's shoulder as Steve left with Thor, Bruce and Tony.

At the Tower 

The group entered the living room, Steve was about to put Ken down when he noticed the 4 year old had fallen asleep with his thumb in his mouth.

"What should we do now?" Steve inquired. He honestly had no idea what to do with the sleeping kid.

"Just put him to bed," Bruce advised, "make sure he's asleep for the very most 50 minutes, otherwise he won't go to sleep at night."

"How do you know such information?" Thor questions, curious.

"I'm just applying what I tell Tony everyday to what is going on right now," Bruce replies.

"Hey!" Tony whined. He did not act like a 4 year old!.. at least not everyday.

"Should he be sucking his thumb at such an age?" Thor inquired.

"I don't think so," Bruce answered in worry. Steve carefully adjusted Ken in his arms before gently tugging the latter hand away from his mouth, but stopped when Ken threatened to stir.

Steve decided to leave Ken alone and headed upstairs. Steve entered his room and tucked Ken into bed after removing his shoes, socks and jacket. Steve didn't leave, but instead grabbed a fresh piece of paper and started to sketch an old photo. Every now and then, Steve focus was turned to Ken at irregular intervals. Ken started to whine and stir at the most of random of times which caused a case of concern to Steve.

After 45 minutes, Ken awoke from his nap, he sat up rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes and saw Steve sitting by the window drawing. Ken pushed the covers off and climbed off the bed, he stood behind Steve and saw the man drawing a soldier. "Who's that?" Steve jumped up in shock, nearly dropping his sketch book.

"Whoa! You scared me," Steve breathed out, holding his shirt, hoping to calm his rapidly beating heart. 

"Sorry," Ken said, full of sincerity. 

"It's fine," Steve reassures, patting Ken's head.

"You draw really good," Ken compliments, trying to get a better look at the sketch. 

"Thank you," Steve replies, happy. "I'm drawing my father," Steve admits, proudly.

"You look alike," Ken comments, comparing the two. They looked so alike.

"Really?" Steve questions, lips twitching upwards. The only other person who ever said that to him was his mother, it felt nice for someone else to tell him that.

"Where is he?" Ken queries, innocently, snapping Steve out of his thoughts. 

"What?"

"Where is he?" Ken repeats, curiously, "don't you know where he lives?"

"Ah..." Steve sighs, wondering how to explain. "I don't know my dad. He went to Heaven a few months before I was born," Steve reveals, a sombre smile on his face.

"Yours too?" Ken questions. Steve wasn't expecting Ken's reply so inquires about it. "Mama said that Papa went to Heaven a few weeks ago. I don't know where that is, but she said he's not coming home."

"Do you love your dad, Kaneki?" Steve asked without thinking.

"I love my daddy this much!" Ken announced, stretching his arms far to show his love. "Daddy's the greatest! He's a teacher at Kamii."

'Kamii?' Steve remembered that was the university that Kaneki went to in Japan.

"But now Daddy's gone," Ken says, sadly. "We were suppose to go to the bookstore tomorrow, but Mama said he's never coming back," Ken quotes his mother's words.

"Maybe our dad's met and became friends," Steve suggests.

"Wow, really?" Ken asked, eyes shining bright with hope, then asks, "does that make us friends?"

"Of course," Steve alludes before looking back to his sketch, he then has an idea, "do you want to draw with me?"

"Can I?" Ken asked, eyes full of hope.

"Of course. Let me give you some paper," Steve passed Ken a piece of paper on top of a book. After 20 minutes, Steve discovered that Ken was fairly good at drawing (1). The latter's sketch of his house was very detailed for a 4 year old. "Wow, this is amazing. I should hang this up on the fridge," Steve marvelled.

"It's not that good," Ken mutter shyly, kicking away imaginary dust.

"It is," Steve assures, ruffling Ken's hair before taking his hand and heading downstairs and taping the picture to the fridge. Thor strolls into the kitchen and grabs a pack of cookies from the cupboard then notices Steve and Ken. 

"My friends, how are you?" Thor inquires.

"We're fine, Thor," Steve responds before reminding Thor to watch how much he eats, "dinner is in 2 hours so make sure you don't eat too many snacks."

"I am no child," Thor laughs before noticing Ken was staring intently at the cookie packets. "Do you want some?" Thor offers the packet to Ken who didn't know whether to accept it.

"You can have some Kaneki, but like I told Thor, don't spoil your dinner," Steve advises.

"Thank you," Ken mumbled, nibbling on a cookie.

"I was about to play a game of Street Fighter, care to join?"

"Sure. Bye Steve," Ken waved as he and Thor head to the living room. The two play for a while with Thor losing almost every battle. Both had fun, yelling out battle cries and their moves, Thor kept covering Ken's eyes while Ken kept trying to yank Thor's controller though he was no match for a full-grown Asgardian's strength.

"Aha! I have won once again!" Thor announced, doing a victory jump before landing hard on the ground, causing it to shake violently.

"Thor, watch the strength!" Tony scolds through Jarvis' intercom.

"I apologise!" Thor replies, sincere.

"Are you really a thunder God?" Ken inquired, curiously.

"Not only that, but I am the Crown Prince of Asgard," Thor gloats.

"Wow..." Ken marvelled, eyes shining in innocence and wonder, then repeated what Thor said in his head. "Crown? Do you have little brothers and sisters?"

"A brother. But we no longer get along," Thor informs, staring down at the ground in despondence, he had small smile on his face that seemed sad. Ken noticed the small, sad smile that was on Thor's face. "Hm? What are you doing?" Thor looks down at Ken who was hugging Thor's arm.

"Sorry! You just looked... so sad and I wanted to help," Ken admits, honestly and demurely, his cheeks were kissed a light pink as he fidgeted in his seat.

"You have a good heart," Thor compliments as he ruffles Ken's hair, a very rare soft smile tugging at his lips.

"Tee hee," Ken giggles, bashful at the compliment. "Can I see your thunder power?"

"Of course! Let us go outside," Thor seizes Ken by the waist before placing the child on his shoulders and running to the roof. He would have flown out the window, but didn't want to scare Ken. It wasn't long till they reached the roof where Thor summoned up a small storm using Mjølnir. Ken's eyes lit up at the beautiful spectacle, the smoky, dark grey clouds, the blue and white flashes of lightning.

"Beautiful, is it not?" Thor questions as he marvels at the sky.

"Yeah," Ken marvels, "you're so cool."

"Captain Rogers has asked me to inform you that dinner is ready," Jarvis notifies after 15 minutes. 

"Come, let us feast," Thor announces as he throws Ken over his shoulders once again and running inside and downstairs to the kitchen where the team was with the table all set. After eating, Ken was tucked into bed while the rest went to do their own thing.

Since I'm at 5,000 words, I'm going to end it here, but it's not finished. I'm going to do Part 2 where Ken spends time with Natasha, Bruce and Tony.

(1) Did you guys notice that in Chapter 1 of Tokyo Ghoul, Kaneki drew his future Dragon self? And it was amazing. Ishida Sui is still surprising me to this day.