Today was the day. The day you had been a bit excited for but also a little bit scared. You had to go to Party City with all the Avengers. And Tony motherfucken Stark for that matter. Tony in Party City was bound to be a wreck, an entertaining one at that. And with the rest of the gang, oh boy, a bomb might as well go off.
All 13 of you guys were on your way to Party City in a huge limo Tony owned. You and Sam had bet going on about whether or not Tony was gonna buy the whole store or not. Peter didn't think he would do that, but he thought that he would just buy all the candy in the goddamn store.
Once Happy had pulled up to the front of the store, everyone had gotten out of the car in very Tony Stark fashion.
"Cmon kiddos, single file, lets go, don't hold up the line idiots!" Tony directed, like a kindergarten teacher.
"I am a god, mortal, don't even try it," Loki said, glaring at the avenger.
"Tony, we are all adults," Clint groaned.
"No, we have 2 kids aboard." Tony pointed out, looking at Peter and Shuri, who were talking about god knows what. Clint just sighed and kept walking.
And when all 13 of you walked into the store, people stared. There was actually a surprising amount of people, all buying last minute costumes for cheap prices. Some teenage girls were looking at Bucky, some at Loki, Steve and Peter.
Bucky was just smirking at them and winking, probably like he did with the girls in the forties. Damn his looks, looking like a Romanian god was bound to get you attention. Steve was just smiling at them and taking pictures with them, being America's sweetheart. Peter was blushing uncontrollably, turning into a strawberry. Some of the women in the store, being older women, looked at Thor and he was bowing at them and kissing their hands, making the ladies gush. Loki just rolled his eyes and you could see him gripping a knife in his coat pocket. If those girls didn't stop ogling him like he was Hercules, you knew one or more of them would be with Hela soon.
"Hi there," Tony said, talking to one of the employees. The employee looked scared as fuck, almost shaking to his core. He looked like Steve before the serum. Bucky was snickering with Sam in the back of the group.
"Tony Stark: Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist," Tony continued, unphased by the employee. "I'm looking for princess costumes, know where to find them? Make it snappy."
With the last sentence, Tony placed a bunch of hundreds on the counter, ushering the employee to not waste his time. Steve and Nat just rolled their eyes.
"Of- of course s-sir," the employee stuttered, almost sprinting behind the counter and tripping. Clint slowly smiled at the employee, enjoying him being a scared little baby. It was an evil smirk.
Steve, being the only responsible one in the group, had grabbed a bunch of huge shopping carts and forced Shuri and Peter to roll one each. The two younglings groaned but had to agree. It was almost disrespectful to disagree with Captain America.
"Right this way, Mr. Stark," the employee said, leading the way through some of the aisles. You guys passed a bunch of costumes on the walls. Skeletons, zombies, witches, and all sorts of monsters filled the walls. Fake blood and masks filled shelves. Everything about Halloween was able to be found in the store, which was the goal for everyone.
"And here we are," the employee said, and then rushed out of the scene, not wanting to make a fool of himself any longer.
"Hey doll, watch this," Bucky whispered to you.
"What did you do?" you said.
"Well, while everyone was following that scaredy cat, I somehow found saran wrap and taped it to the aisle."
