Pepper picked up a Peggy on the Paige of the pipe.

Natasha leaned into Pepper even more than before, "You know something Pepper?"

Pepper's lips curled upwards. "No what?"

"I don't know what it is – but I have this thing with women whom names start with the little 'P'." Natasha lips curled up. "P-P-p-p ..." She sang under her breath. "Peggy, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Pepper, P ….." Her eyes twinkled, "Pepper picked a Peggy on the Paige of the Pipe." She grinned cutely.

Pepper couldn't help the small laugh to leave her chest. "You are so high right now it's not even funny." She gently brushed Natasha's bangs from her forehead. Natasha just had her wisdom teeth pulled, and Pepper was the only one who was free to take care of her.

"You know I wouldn't mind banging Peggy." Natasha snuggled closer into Pepper. "Do you think we can get Tony to build a time machine – so we can go back to bang Peggy?" She looked up into the brown eyes of her best friend. "I mean you seen the pictures that Steve has drawn of her right? She's one hot babe. I'm sure Steve wouldn't mind if I fucked her."

Pepper grew hot. "No." She forcefully spat out.

"I wanna get fucked by Peggy Carter!" Natasha whined as she pulled away from Pepper. She stood to her feet, and fell forward against Pepper. "Oops." She giggled as she nipped at Pepper's neck with her teeth, and her tongue.

Pepper couldn't keep the hum in. Her hands rose and gently gripped Natasha's bare arms. Closing her eyes she just breathed in Natasha's scent. "Peggy …." was moaned in her ears. Her eyes shot open, and she quickly pushed the drugged up Ninja away from her. "I'm not fucking Peggy for crying out loud. I'm Pepper. Pepper!" She shouted looking wide eyed at the fallen Natasha.

Natasha nodded her head. "Pepper. You are Pepper." She reached out to take Pepper's hand, and pulling her forward – until she was resting on top of the length wise fallen spy. "Pepper. My Pepper." She slowly traced the outline of Pepper's lips. "Pepper picked a Natasha off a page, and she has yet to give up the black widow." Her eyes closed.

Pepper simply rested her head against Natasha's left shoulder blade. She felt a lone tear fall as she thought that she would never be good enough for Natasha Romanoff to want. Stoned, drunk or sober.

END OF THIS HUMOR ONE-SHOT