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Party Games (Avengers)

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We're keeping this PG-13 my dudes. It's gonna get steamy but there won't be ANY smut because ew. But if steamy's just not your thing, ya might wanna say farewell.

We're gonna pretend like Infinity War never happened, everyone's alive, and all living happily at the Avenger tower thingie ok

Also I'm not super in the know about Marvel, so I might have some stuff wrong. My apologies, if I do.

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Tony pov

The Avengers sat around the main TV in the lounge, bored. It was almost midnight, and Tony Stark sipped a whiskey. Steve and Bucky sat silently, knees crossed and watching the TV. Bruce, Natasha, and Clint chatted quietly among themselves. Scott and Hope sat in the corner of the couch, huddled around Scott's phone and laughing quietly. Thor and Loki talked with Wanda and Pietro, quite curious to learn exactly how they had gotten their powers.

Tony was unimpressed that Thor had brought his mischievous brother to the base, but Steve had brought his assassin best friend, so he figured it couldn't get any worse. He kept his mouth shut, sipping his drink in silence.

But he was bored. So insanely bored he thought he might go to sleep. As he yawned, nestling into the crook of the undeniably comfortable couch, an idea struck him - he should play a party game.

"Hey guys?" he piped, and everyone silenced. "Not that this isn't fun, but, well, it's not. Let's play a game." He heard the gentle padding of footsteps from upstairs, and wondered if he had woken up some of the others.

"Shouldn't we be getting to bed?" Steve asked.

Tony shook his head. "Come on, it's only midnight and it's Friday night. We don't have anything to do tomorrow."

"Fine," Wanda sighed, "what do you suggest?"

Tony smirked. "Seven minutes in heaven."

The pounding of footsteps upstairs grew louder. There were at least two sets of feet, now. "Mr. Stark!" a voice called, "We know that game!"

"Can we join?"

Thor chuckled. "The children approach."

Tony groaned, turning over his shoulder to see Peter and Shuri standing at the edge of the stairs, staring at him with ridiculous grins plastered on their faces. He frowned. "No, absolutely not. You two go back to bed. Now."

The teens groaned, trudging away. Tony turned back, the other Avengers gaping at him. Clint stood, yawning loudly. "I'm gonna bow out. Seeing as, you know, I got a wife and all," he said, saluting and heading for the staircase.

Bruce stood as well. "Party games aren't really my thing," he shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets and heading towards the staircase.

"I'm with him," Pietro said, zipping up the stairs before Wanda could protest. The muffled voice of Peter shouted, "Hey, watch it!"

Tony raised his brow. "Okay so that leaves me, The United States, a paid assassin, Natasha, Mr. and Mrs. honey I shrunk the kids, Wanda, Thor, and a snake-"

"There's actually a rather hilarious story to that," Thor said, glaring at his brother.

Tony stood, and clapped his hands together. "Yeah, definitely don't want to hear that. Or wait-" he paused, a genius thought coming to his head. "Actually, maybe I do. Loki, follow me. You can tell me while I set up."