They're made up of trained assassins, a genius, a rather angry doctor, an Asgardian prince, a should-be ghost, and a foul-mouthed teenager.
Who are they?
They're the Avengers. And after babysitting said teen, they're ready to take on whatever obstac...
t h i r t e e n / what's your definition of party?
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"That's your idea of a party?"
Cara was the one that said it, but she knew everyone was thinking the same thing.
Tony smirked, and poured himself another glass of scotch. "What? Are you intimidated? I mean, I know it's hard to get to this level, but--"
Cara rolled her eyes. "Tony, you're saying that we attack Skull when they try to attack us?"
He grinned triumphantly, held out his arms, and waited for applause that didn't come. "What?" He asked, letting his hands fall back to his sides, "does anyone else have an idea worth trying? Besides," he added with a smirk, "this one's more fun."
"It doesn't matter which one is more fun," Steve chided, "we're trying to take down a group that's after the twins, Bucky, and have already made their mark on Peter. They need to be stopped with a legitimate, working plan."
Cara nodded. "He's right."
"Since when did you two--right," Tony reminded himself, "you're just about the only ones in the tower that get along."
Wanda rolled her eyes, and stood up from her seat away from the rest of the group. "Skull isn't something to dismiss to the back of your mind. Pietro and I have both seen them in action, and even though they may not be the best funded, they have willpower, and determination. That's all they need to go after us. And if we hadn't gotten out of there, we'd most likely be fighting for them right now, under their control." She looked at her brother, and when he nodded to confirm what she said, she added, "we need to focus on what can be controlled."
"Which is preparing to fight these assholes," Tony said, "what else is there to focus on?"
"No," Wanda shook her head. "That's what everyone would expect from the Avengers." She lifted her chin. "Sometimes you have to...what is it you Americans say? Think outside of the box."
Cara stifled a giggle at Clint's whiny response. "But we could be kicking their asses right now," he frowned, gesturing at his bow that was sitting to the side.
Before Steve, Cara, Wanda, or Pietro could object, Scott stepped in. "As much fun as that sounds, I think 'thinking outside of the box' would be even more fun. I mean, come on, we're--I mean, you guys are--the Avengers. Whatever we end up doing will probably be a mile from where the metaphorical box is." He shrugged, unaware of the confused looks he was getting from his statement. "I don't know, let's, like, try to find them first, or something."
Tony snapped his fingers. "See, that's what I meant!"
