The Avengers don't like fireworks

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July 4th, 3:00 PM

Later that year, the Avengers had an astronomical fight. An all-involved, everyone-is-yelling kind of fight. It had been brutal.

Tony was pacing his lab.

"J, how angry is everyone right now?"

"I am not a mind reader, Sir, but Captain Rogers has punched a hole in the living room wall. Agent Romanoff is throwing knives and Agent Barton is in the gym destroying a punching bag. He is finishing up now."

"Bruce? Thor?"

"Meditation. Thor is out on the roof."

Tony paced a little longer. Fireworks would be starting soon. There was no way he could get them all down and in a good mood. He didn't really want to hang out with any of them anyway.
Then he had an idea. Such a good idea.

"JARVIS, make everyone a playlist. I want hours and hours of songs for each of them. Take whatever they usually listen to in order to calm down and expand it. I don't have time to create an algorithm for it, hack Apple Music or Spotify or something. Download the songs onto my own files. Don't tell them."

Tony sat down at a workbench.

"Also, remind me to frame the hole that Rogers punched in the wall."

Tony left each box outside each of their rooms and knocked before walking away. He couldn't help feeling a little proud of himself. The best headphones in the world couldn't block out the noise that was about to happen that night. Even the non-music playing noise-canceling headphones could only block about 70-80 decibels of an average firework's 150.

Luckily, Tony was a genius. Not only had he managed to achieve this, but he'd personalized everyone's headphones. Man, he was the best. Natasha's weren't the obvious black and red. He knew her secret favorite colors were silver and red, so that's what hers were. Steve's were a deep metallic blue with white edges and Bruce's were purple. Clint's were black but had little white arrows for the pause button. Thor hated headphones, but it didn't matter because he wasn't scared of fireworks. Instead, he left a t-shirt that a kid had given him a week or two ago. It had Ironman and Thor on it, kicking ass.

The headphones didn't plug in. Tony had input a small AI in each so that they could tell it what they wanted to listen to. They even had a sleep mode, where the chunky bits could be removed and it could be used as in-ear headphones that took the shape of the wearer's ear. Solar powered, beautiful, noise canceling headphones and he didn't even have to talk to his trauma-ridden housemates in order to help them. Win-win.

"How do they like 'em, JARVIS?" Tony made it back to his room around 6. He could already hear fireworks beginning.

"They have all been well-received, Sir."

"The music? Do they like their songs?" He began getting changed. He could probably text Rhodey, see if he wanted to go out tonight. He'd be damned to hell if Tony Stark doesn't party on the 4th. "Are they going to be okay?"

"There has not been a single skip as of yet and none of them are showing any signs of distress," Tony smirked in victory. Take that, losers. He was definitely winning on the 'being gracious after a big ass fight' front.

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"Okay. Buzz me if we have any problems." On his way out of the tower, Thor came up and joined him, wearing the t-shirt. He patted his shoulder once and grinned down at him. Tony had his party pal back and was ready to get shit faced with the knowledge that his team were okay.

The next morning, Tony heard a knock at his door. When he opened it, there was a cup of coffee on the floor and a post-it note that read 'a small thank you, - SR'