Revenge| Book 6| A novel in the Blue Moon series| An Avengers fan fiction series |

2- Joy to the World

Hello friends!

I loved this chapter. It's completely happy. 

I listened to Celtic Woman's Christmas songs "Carol of the Bells", "What Child is This" and especially "We Three Kings" when writing this. <3

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Chapter 2:

It's been two days since my encounter with Ward, and I've been at the North Pole ever since.

It's technically not the North Pole. First of all, it's in Montana, not the Arctic. Second of all, the only elf around here comes in the form of Victoire, who is a little over two years old, and has about as much energy as the Energizer Bunny on steroids. She's also very intelligent, and speaks fully coherent sentences between her gales of continuous laughter.

No, it's not called the North Pole because of elves or Santa Claus or reindeer (although Klaka often seems the size of Rudolph). Jack just nicknamed it the North Pole because this huge place is perpetually surrounded by snow, Christmas seems to have exploded around here the past few weeks, and because it's a log cabin.

It's a huge log cabin. Like it's a log cabin mansion. The massive living room with two-story tall windows and Native American quilts thrown over the dark leather furniture shares a stone fireplace with the other half of the living room (and right now, it's bedecked in holly and a nativity scene), which includes the twenty-five foot Christmas tree. Tony and Clint had brought it in one day when I'd been upstairs with Peter and trying to beat him at Halo and failing, and the commotion had brought us out of the room he shares with Jack and Jijah. It had taken all day to decorate it, and now, it stands in its full and beautiful lit-up glory, an angel at the top and crystal bells looped through its thick snow-covered branches.

Down a (wooden) hallway to the right of the living room is the equally large kitchen. Kyle has taken over the place completely, which includes two granite islands, two stainless steel refrigerators, a walk-in pantry, and a pizza oven that has certainly been put to use.

There are two staircases in the living room, one at each end, that snake around and up and are made out of twisted shaved wood. Overlooking the partially two-story living room is a long balcony, and at the far side of the balcony is a hallway that leads toward the front of the house, and then a hallway that goes parallel to the balcony.

There are three bedrooms in the back hallway. The one in the far back, overlooking the gated entrance to the North Pole, is Tony and Pepper's. Clint and Bruce are right next to them, and right beside them, Amara, Angelique, and Natasha share a larger room. On the balcony side, there are three other bedrooms. The first is taken up by Peter, Jack, and Jijah. The second is mine, and I share it with Videl and Victoire. Beside us are Kyle and Emmaline.

Originally, Tony had thought that me sharing a room with Videl in any way, shape, or form, would be ridiculously disastrous, and suggested I could share with the three girls. I'd told him I'd be perfectly fine with Videl, not mentioning that, although I love Angelique and Nat and have gotten to like Amara more, they probably wouldn't leave me in peace much. Videl leaves me in as much peace as I want, and we had shared a lot of bedrooms two years ago and gotten along moderately well.

The room isn't huge, but it's comfortable enough considering there are three of us in here. There are two queen beds, each with impressively carved headboards and footboards, very soft mattresses, and two quilts. Videl and Victoire share a bed. My bed is the one nearest to the door, and I'd pushed a desk in the adjacent corner. I'd clipped pictures on the wall above it in a collage of faces, and surrounded them by an extra strand of silver Christmas lights. Jack had given me a bobblehead Frosty the Snowman that ironically bobs its head when sunlight from the window across from me hits it. This desk is where I do all of my schoolwork.