Hey people! This is my first Fanfic so please enjoy and leave comments. Please, please, please, please check out my Captain America gender swap. It's literally my life.
And yes I spelled hell, hel, but it's not incorrect. Only a true Marvel fan would understand.
This story takes place before Homecoming and after CW but it is as if the Avengers and the Guardians already met. Confusing but good. It has a couple different story lines so it switches from person to person.
There will be some romance, comedy, action, Y'know the good stuff. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers, Guardians, Spider Man, or Ant-Man. (But if I did... :)
After the events of Civil War Nick Fury decides to send the group on a vacation so they can set aside their differences and work better as a team.
T'Challa suggests "We can go to my palace,"
"Oh no T'Challa it's too expensive," Natasha argues.
"It's no problem. Remember I'm a king. And anything for you guys."
"I have money too guys. I can get us a place way better than… Wakanada was it." Tony intruded.
"No no I insist. I want my friends to see my homeland."
"This could be a nice experience Tony," Steve said.
"Exactly," T'Challa agreed.
"Fine . Everyone, we're going to Wakanda!" Tony says unenthusiastically.
"Really? I'll go call Quill!" Scott said as he runs upstairs.
"Everyone go pack. We leave tomorrow evening!"
The next day…
"Everybody here?" Tony called, "The Guardians 1, 2… Where are the rest?"
"Oh they're working on a project with the Nova Core," Quill answered. "It's just me and Gam Gam." he said as Gamora rolled her eyes.
"OK anyways, the main Avengers, the wannabe Avengers," Tony said as he looks over at Sam who was rolling his eyes.
"Hi Mr. Stark!" Peter said happily.
"Underoos, what are you doing here?"
"Um I was invited. By director Fury," Peter stated unsure of his answer.
"Oh Fury, that son of a... gun. What about Aunt May?"
"Fury told her that I was invited to a college tour."
"Ok fine," Tony said. "Just stay out of the way."
Peter tried to hide his excitement while Tony walked away.
"Ms. Maximoff let me assist you with your luggage," Vision said.
"Vis, I told you, you don't have to call me that. You can just call me Wanda." Wanda replied while Vision took her bags.
"Excuse me… Wanda," Vision apologized.
"I'll save you a seat next to me on the plane," Wanda offered as she walked away.
On the plane…
Hmmm where should I sit. Peter thought to himself. OK let's see…
Cap noticed Peter was uncertain of where to sit. "Queens," Cap called to a surprised Peter. "come sit over here."
Peter, overwhelmed by what was happening, walked over to sit next to Steve. "Hi Captain!" Peter said a little too enthusiastically. Damn Pete. Why did you have to come on so strong?
"You can just call me Cap," Steve said.
"Oh sorry, Cap." Peter said as he sat.OMG. I'm sitting next to Captain America. Captain freaking America and I'm about to spend a week with the Avengers and the Guardians of the Galaxy. Don't screw this up Pete.
After the ride…
"I believe my palace has just enough rooms to squeeze two to three people in each," T'Challa told the group. "So everybody needs to find out who they're sleeping with."
"I know who I wanna sleep with," Quill mumbled to Scott as he nodded his head toward Natasha, while they started giggling hysterically.
"You, you and you," Gamora said while pointing to Wanda, Hope, and Nat.
"Don't worry girlfriend. Us girls have to stick together." Natasha finished with a smirk.
Peter, feeling out of place again, just watched as others formed their groups hoping Cap would invite him once again but when he glanced over, Steve was already with Sam. Tony, laser guy, and Rhodey. Black Widow and the other girls-I mean, not that I'd want to sleep with them. Oh that sounds wrong...
"Hey, kid!" Peter turned around to see Scott and Quill waving him over. Thank you. He silently prayed as he walked to join them.
"Seriously, we don't even get our own rooms?" Tony accidentally-on-purpose said a bit too loudly.
"My apologies Mr. Stark but I figured that you'd rather squeeze together and have a couple activity rooms than all be apart and have to entertain yourselves with Monopoly," T'Challa replied.
"I like Monopoly," Tony countered.
"Well then Mr. Stark we'll make sure to deliver a special one to your room. Speaking of rooms, would you like to see yours now?"
T'Challa walked through the twists and turns of his palace until they finally arrived at their rooms.
"Since it's late we'll start our activities tomorrow. If you get hungry there's a mini fridge and a microwave."