Worth It

Eight

It's been about three months since Ophelia and had our first date and I am now officially her girlfriend. I have not seen any of the avengers since I saw Steve and I plan on keeping it that way.

Today is my birthday but it also just so happens to be New Year's Eve and boy, have I got some exciting plans. Just kidding.

I've been saving up money from work and working overtime whenever I can. I saved enough to get a nice couch and a new laptop. My plans today are to just get a ton of food and hang out with Peter and Ophelia at my place, it told them they could stay the night and they agreed so it's gonna be pretty fun. I also told them that they had to dress up, which prompted a groan from Peter and a squeal of excitement from Ophelia.

I made my way upstairs to start getting ready. My hair is getting pretty long so I decide to have some fun with it. I carefully style my hair into neat finger waves. I've gotta say, I think I did a pretty good job. After I was satisfied with my hair and makeup, I put on my dress. It was a floor length gold gown that I found at a thrift store for like twenty bucks.

After I was all ready, I stood up and made my way downstairs. I only had a small makeup mirror so I just had to trust that I looked good. I got downstairs and set everything up, I had snacks and drinks set up on my dining table( the only piece of furniture left from when I lived here). I go to my mini fridge and pull out a few bottles of champagne. I don't like to often use mental manipulation because it makes me feel bad, but this is a special occasion so I may or may not have convinced the cashier that I was twenty four. Is that illegal? Probably, but so is killing people and people do that all the time.

Around seven, Peter got here. He was wearing a sleek all black suit and his hair was neatly coiffed. He looked very handsome.

"Oooh Peter. Look at you, good luck fighting off the ladies!"

"I'm pretty sure the only ladies here are two lesbians." He informed me.

"True, but we're still gonna tease you."

"As if I could fight you off anyway."

I'd kick his ass,

About ten minutes after Peter got here, the doorbell rang and I jumped up to answer it. There standing was Ophelia, she was wearing a black satin dress that fell right above her knees. She had in sparkly silver earrings that had tons of crystals. I just stood there gawking at her before she interrupted my ogling.

"Um, you look really good. That dress looks amazing on you."

"Thanks, you look really good too, like really good. Like really really good."

Peter coughed which caused us to look over at him.

"I'm still here, y'know."

I grabbed Ophelia and led her into the living room where everything was set up. I moved the dining table to the middle of the living room so we'd have easy access to snacks and drinks. We sat on the couch and started talking and eating.

Its about forty five minutes to midnight and we had each had a full bottle of champagne so we were a little tipsy. Some more than others.

"Hey, (Y/N). You're like a genius or whatever."

I giggled at Ophelias comment before responding.

"I guess I am a genius or whatever, why?"

"Well I was thinkin' about how Tony Stark" she made a disgusted face "throws that big loud stupid party every year and I know you haaaate him and I was thinkin about how you're preeeeetty smart so... and stop me if I'm crazy, maybe you could do something to fuck with him, like hacking his sound system or something."

Oh. My. God. That's genius.

Without responding, I got up and ran to retrieve my laptop. Once I got it, I ran back into the living room, almost falling on my way there, and plopped down on the couch.

"Ok, bitches. Strap in."

I cracked my knuckles, smirked, and got to work.

AVENGERS TOWER (Tony's POV)

I've gotta say, I think I really outdid myself this time. There are a ridiculous amount of people here and all of them are enjoying themselves. Except one party pooper.

"Hey, spangles. Why so glum? Not enough patriotism for you?"  I smirked as I sat down next to him.

"No, it's plenty patriotic, it's just that parties aren't really my thing."

"Oh, I get it. You prefer to spend your free time in a block of ice rather than in a group of people."

"Honestly, being frozen in a block of ice doesn't sound half bad right about now. I don't remember being frozen but I'm the only person who's gonna remember this party."

"I'm not forcing you to be here, y'know? If you want to find a nice block of ice to get cozy in, that's fine by me."

Steve opened his mouth to but was interrupted.

"Hello, party-goers! Excuse my interruption but I am going to have to ask you all to rise for the national anthem" what the hell is happening "and don't worry, if you can't find a flag simply turn to captain Rogers, I'm sure he'd be happy to step in. Thank you and please, drink responsibly." The voice stopped speaking and music started playing but this was not the national anthem.

"Who's strong and brave, here to save the American way? Who vows to  fight like a man for what's right night and day?"

"FRIDAY, what the hell is going on?" I spoke into my watch

"It appears someone has hacked into the sound system, sir."

Someone hacked me? This is bullshit, no one hacks Tony Stark!

"Well, I would like to be in-hacked please."

"Right away boss."

I looked at Steve in disbelief, he looked traumatized.

"The star spangled man with a-"

The room went silent. I ran down to the lab to try and find any bread crumbs the culprit may have left behind.

(Y/N)'S HOUSE (  (Y/N)'s POV)

Peter, Ophelia, and I bust our laughing. We were all sitting on the couch so we basically fell on top of each other.

"Oh my god! I can picture the exact face he made!" I could barely speak because of how hard we were laughing, the excessive drinking didn't help either but whatever. Peter made the exact face I was picturing and that only made the laughing fit worse.

It took us a few minutes to calm down and we realized it was one minute to midnight and we started talking.

"Quick!" I said "say one thing you liked about this year! I liked meeting Ophelia and moving out of a shitty situation. Peter?"

"I liked not being Spider-Man in total secrecy anymore. Ophelia?

"I liked meeting (Y/N) and making a new friend." She looked at Peter and smiled.

It was ten seconds to midnight and we started chanting in unison.

"TEN! NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!"

I leaned over and kissed Ophelia. Peter made s fake gagging so we both gave him a kiss on the cheek.

We stayed up until around two before passing out on the couch. Tonight was probably one of the best birthdays I've had in a long, long time.