Tony lay on his back on the ground and let out a long breath. "Okay, yeah. Well done, everyone. Don't come to work tomorrow, take a day off." He turned to Peter, "Boy, have you ever had shawarma? There is one about two blocks away from here. Go try it."
Peter shrugged. "Just right, I'm starving to death."
"It's not over yet." Thor looked at the building.
Peter nodded. "Loki."
Tony sighed, "Okay, but then I'll go eat shawarma."
They returned to the top floor. Natasha and Clint had met there. Loki was climbing out of the hole made by Hulk, trying to escape.
He stopped, slowly turned around, and saw everyone looking down at him. Clint's arrow was on the string, Thor's hammer crackled, Tony and Peter lifted Repulsor Cannon, and Natasha held his scepter.
Loki slowly raised his hands. "If you don't mind... I can drink that glass of wine now."
Peter raised his eyebrows. "Quite arrogant."
"Family inheritance." Tony looked at Thor. Thor looked complicated, as if he was offended, but also as if he was still feeling guilty for knocking Peter unconscious earlier.
"I have to post this." Peter took out his phone, took a picture of Loki who was lying on his back, and sent it with the words:
The bad guy has been defeated, please be safe. #Avengers
The replies came instantly.
Is this the guy who made New York like this?
Damn it, did you really catch it?!
You saved the whole city! Thank you! #Avengers
Avengers is awesome!
S.H.I.E.L.D. arrived quickly, chained Loki and took him away. Hulk calmed down and changed back to Bruce, and Tony found clothes for him.
The group of people walked two blocks and found the shawarma shop. The store had been bombed into shape and was empty, but the boss was still there. Their appearance obviously shocked people. Tony came forward to place an order, and everyone put the tables together and sat down.
Everyone sat together, and no one spoke. Peter was so tired that he didn't even want to open his mouth, but this weird silence really made him uncomfortable.
"Um... are we considered a team?" he said, "I mean, I called Avengers, but... are we?"
Bruce chewed something. "Probably."
"After today, S.H.I.E.L.D. can no longer treat us as a covert operations team." Natasha said, "We are completely exposed to the public."
Peter shrugged. "I have always acted openly."
"You used to be just an agent," Natasha looked at everyone, "Now you've revealed a whole team."
"Wait, he is an agent?" Clint was stunned.
"Where do you think I went after Stark Expo?"
"How did I know...Canada?"
"We must truly become a team." Tony's eyes were still reflecting on the scene on the other side of the portal, "We must be prepared to deal with this kind of thing happening again next time."
"Do you really think there will be more?" Steve asked.
"If you think you can't, that's stupid."
"What should I do with Loki?" Peter asked Thor.
"He will face trial." Thor nodded, "Don't worry, he won't be able to get out in the short term."
"It's best. If he comes to earth to cause trouble again, I will personally throw him into the volcano." Peter snorted.
"I thought I was the only one with a bad temper." Bruce chuckled.
Peter also laughed, "Okay, stop making these depressing remarks." He took out his mobile phone, "Since the team has been established, we have to take a group photo to commemorate it, right?"
"I just need a new cover." Tony shrugged.
"It's amazing that a camera and phone can be packed into such a small thing." Steve sighed.
Everyone gathered around, and Peter stood in the middle. He asked the shop owner to help take pictures: he held Natasha in one hand and Tony in the other; Clint was outside Natasha, Thor is next to Clint; Bruce and Steve are standing on the side of Tony. Some people laugh, but Natasha has a typical cold face.
Peter posted the photo to various social platforms with the same sentence:
#Avengers, will not be disbanded.
Peter nodded with satisfaction. He said the same sentence three times, it was simple and easy, and the effect was good. Just as he was about to get up, Felicia landed at the door of the store and rushed in.
"Xiaomao!" Peter opened his arms to catch her, "As long as you're okay."
"Wow, who is the beauty in tights?" Tony asked.
"Everyone, my girlfriend is Black Cat." Peter completed the introduction, "By the way, Tony, she is sixteen years old."
Tony blinked. "I didn't say anything."
"You didn't say it, right?" Steve rolled his eyes.
"Speaking of sixteen years old -" Natasha took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and threw it to Peter, "S.H.I.E.L.D.'s resource allocation team's contact information. If you want to make a new suit and need parts, go to them. Happy birthday, Spider-Man."
Peter was stunned, and looked down at Scanning Adapter, his pupils dilated. "Holy crap! Today is my birthday?!"
"You forgot." Felicia rolled his eyes.
"Ah... maybe?" He laughed dryly.
"Happy birthday, kid. Sorry for not preparing anything." Tony patted him on the shoulder.
"In Asgard, when a boy turns sixteen, he has to fight with Beast and be given an exclusive weapon!" Thor smiled and blinked, "But fighting a war can be considered a qualified coming-of-age ceremony... Well, next time I return to Midgard, I will bring you a weapon from the treasure house."
"You really don't have to--" Peter waved his hand quickly.
"Don't refuse! Of course a warrior like you deserves the best weapons!" Thor was beaming.
Felicia leaned into his ear. "Who is that handsome guy?"
"Thor." Peter replied.
"Wow." She looked up and down.
"Hey." Peter stung her gently with bioelectricity, "Take your eyes back."
Felicia pouted. "Stingy."
Peter picked her up and swung away, making an appointment with the others to keep in touch. New York On the skyline, the sun was setting in the west, Felicia hugged him tightly.
"Is Liz safe?" he asked.
"Safe." She replied. They landed on the roof of a train bound for Queens, slid slowly on the East River, and sat down side by side to catch their breath.
"You're injured." Her fingertips traced the holes in the suit.
"It's okay, the armor blocked most of it." He smiled and put his arms around her, letting her lean on his shoulders.
"You were so awesome today," she said. "Everyone is saying that you and them saved everyone."
"The real hero is you, Xiaomao."
"Peter, be serious."
"I'm serious." He turned to look at her, "I have super powers, and there's something close to a nuclear weapon in my suit. You have nothing, but as soon as you hear that your friends are in danger, you rush into the battlefield. That's what a hero would do."
"I didn't want to be a hero at that time, I just wanted to save my friends." Felicia argued.
"But among the people you saved, there was no Liz." She was silent. "Felicia, a hero doesn't have to save everyone, it's enough to save one person, no matter who it is. What you did today... you are a hero, Xiaomao. You are my hero."
"If I didn't know you too well, I would suspect that you are just saying this to take advantage of me." She laughed.
"Ahem... maybe a little bit." The two laughed together.