Without a word, Thor dragged Loki out of his seat right in front of Steve and Tony. Grabbing the back of his neck, he hauled his newly recovered brother out of the plane with a whoosh.
What a flawless snatch-and-grab. Thor pulled it off in one fluid motion, and before anyone could react, both men had vanished from the cabin.
"Great. Another troublemaker."
Tony put his faceplate back on and jumped out of the plane.
Steve had wanted to discuss a battle plan with Tony, but apparently the man preferred immediate action. He was nothing like his father, Howard, which left Steve feeling rather helpless.
Opening a parachute pack, Steve strapped it onto his back. With his parachute secured, he jumped out too.
Huh? Huh!
Bennett looked around. Everyone was gone.
He cautiously edged toward the open cabin door, taking a step, then looking around before taking another.
He knew what Thor was like when he lost his temper. All those bulging muscles, and as stubborn as a bull. Could Captain America and Iron Man really keep this hopeless brother fanatic under control?
That was a big question mark. Bennett felt too uneasy to stay on the plane. He had already promised Nick Fury he would help, so he couldn't just sit around being the team mascot the whole time.
As he thought this, his feet had already carried him to the door.
"Kid, are you sure you want to do this?"
The boy froze and looked back. Natasha had turned in the pilot's seat, her lips curved into a smile as she watched him. She looked as though she were teasing a kitten.
"You might get a spanking afterward."
Hearing that, Bennett realized Natasha was only teasing him, not trying to stop him. He immediately felt reassured.
"Don't worry,