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Natasha: I cannot BELIEVE how drunk all of you were last night
Minus Steve
Sorta
Tony: naw
Natasha: Tony
You ripped off your pants and shirt and ran around in nothing but arc reactor underwear
You were drunk, okay?
Tony: NO
Natasha: YES
Tony: NO
JUST STARK NAKED
Steve: Oh my word, please, no...
Natasha: Hey, you just kinda sat there and muttered about rainchecks and dances and toes while Bucky played frisbee.
With your shield.
Bucky: Oh...
Natasha: Bruce passed out after two.
Bruce: Shut up, Tasha
Natasha: Clint destroyed you all at darts
And then built a nest out of Tony's clothes
Clint: THAT DID NOT HAPPEN DO YOU UNDERSTAND
Natasha: And Thor... well...
Thor: WHAT DOTH THE FOX SAY?!
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The Avengers: Texters, Assemble!
FanfictionSomeone thought it would be a good idea to give the Avengers and company a chatroom. We're all looking at Tony, but it wasn't him this time. At least, we think it wasn't him. Dive in and read through chapters of Avengers texts, filled with fluff and...
