The joke is that Phil is the Avengers’ babysitter. Days like this, it doesn’t seem so much like a joke.
The mission is over, the Latverian border is secure, and now Earth’s mightiest heroes have taken to the clean, white drifts like kids on the year’s first snow day. Most of them, Phil reminds…
This is what happens when you have a mad skills writer as one of your most awesomest friends. You get fic written by this person. For you. Just for you. Envy me, now. :)