Avenger's Alphabet - Chapter One

A/N: I randomly came up with this idea and do not know if this has been done already or not but either way here it is. The following/future chapters will be a collection of one-shots about the life of the Avengers (and Loki) and are about what the titles suggest. Slightly AU just because of Loki living with them.

This is my first Avengers fic so be kind to me please :) Thank you and enjoy!

Asgardian Alcohol.

Tony Stark. The very man who's is forever praised for his genius mind, sighed dramatically in his seat as a new emotional state flowed through him. Boredom. Stark was well and truly bored and it was no surprised as seen as though the Avengers had less evil to deal with since Loki's retirement.

Tony glanced around his lab briefly to see if there was anything he could do until his eyes landed on the abandoned bottle of scotch sitting on his desk.

"Hmm..." He muttered as he swiveled his chair and pushed his feet off the ground to get closer to the alcohol. Stark rested his chin on the desk and studied the bottle as his mind ticked with ideas. He was known for his hi-tech inventions but today he wanted to try something new. He liked alcohol and he liked inventing so why not create his own?

"You've been down here for quite some time Stark?" Bruce appeared. Tony jolted slightly at the unexpected arrival however he didn't look up from the bottle.
"How long is quite some time?" He replied with a slight smirk.
"Long enough...What are you doing?" Banner raised an eyebrow at the odd position Tony was currently in.
"Thinking."
"About?"

Suddenly Stark jumped out of his seat and grabbed the bottle at the same time.
"Are you up for little scientific experiment Banner?" He waved the bottle in front of Bruce's face. Bruce immediately stepped back.
"And I'm guessing this scientific experiment involves that?" He pointed at the scotch in Stark's hand.
"Not quite – but it does involve us making some of our own." Stark shoved the bottle into Banner's hands before clearing his desk with one swish of his arms and scribbling random words and equations on a scrap bit of paper.

"Woah wait – you are kidding right?" Bruce shook his head and wondered how he now had the bottle in his hand. Instead of replying, Tony turned his head around to give his fellow science partner a does-it-look-like-i'm-kidding look, then went back furiously writing. Bruce once more shook his head and breathed before placing the alcohol bottle back on the desk and taking a pen for his self.
"Okay, where do we start?"...

The rest of the Avengers were upstairs – at the top of the tower – in the open living area.

Clint was currently teaching the God of Thunder how make a typical Midgardian sandwich where as Steve and Natasha were watching re-runs of the TV show F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Loki on the other hand was further back in the room trying to read Midgardian fiction however being distracted by the mechanical laughter from the television.
"So this is what everyone watches now days?" Steve asked Natasha.
"Mmm hmm." She mumbled as she took a handful of popcorn and shoved it in her mouth.

Thor was adding his final touches to his sandwich and when he placed the remaining slice of bread on top, he was immensely proud of his new skill.
"Look brother! I have successfully completed in making this Midgardian snack!" He cheered at Loki while holding up his sandwich. Clint laughed at how easily pleased he was before taking a huge bite out his own. The god of Mischief exasperated frustratingly at this disruption and glanced up to give Thor and unimpressed look.
"Amazing..." He replied blankly before licking his finger to grip the page - making it easier to turn. Not understanding his brother's sarcasm Thor's grin grew wider as he lowered the sandwich for tasting.

"Didn't Bruce leave to find Stark like an hour ago?" Barton mumbled as he finished up eating his snack. This caught Roger's and Romanoff's attention. Natasha readjusted herself to her knees and look behind the couch.
"Perhaps he is still looking, it isn't exactly like this place is small." She suggested.
"That's true, I still get lost trying to find the bathroom." Steve added.
"Why don't we ask the voice with no body?!" Thor exclaimed.
"Do you mean Jarvis?" Clint had to think what the god meant.
"Do you lot mind? I'm trying to read!" Loki interrupted the Avengers with clear dissatisfaction.
"Oooooh our apologies..." Natasha replied in a weird high pitched voice and flung a pillow in the god's direction. Her aim didn't fail her and it successfully whacked him across the face. The rest of the group snickered where as Loki lowly growled. Unfortunately for him he didn't have a chance to retaliate because the two men in speaking bolted through the door.
"SOMEONE TRY THIS!" Tony Stark shouted at no one in particular and was holding a small test tube with a nearly transparent liquid inside.

"I WILL!" Thor automatically followed and stood up eagerly. Everyone else ignored the loud men and looked straight at Banner.
"What is it?" Steve asked for the group.
"Scotch." Bruce replied blankly.
"Ah – might I add – it is our own creation of scotch, although it is very early days." Stark corrected.
"You two were downstairs making alcohol?" Natasha raised her eyebrows in surprise. Tony 's only reply was a grin and he continued to make his way towards his volunteer.
"Stark are you sure it's wise for anyone to test it yet – like you said it is early days." Bruce intervened.

"Pfft, a god isn't anyone Banner – it will be fine – have some faith in our work." Stark winked before handing the test tube to Thor.

This now had Loki's attention and he closed his book to watch.
"If you poison him Odin isn't going to be pleased with you..." He chimed from the back of the room. Tony and everyone else followed his voice.
"Well do you want to drink it instead?" Tony uttered sarcastically.
"Oh no by all means, if my brother wants to be so foolish into trying something you have created, then no go ahead." Loki smirked. This earned a glare from Thor.
"I am not foolish Loki! I trust the Man of Iron." He complained before gulping down the drink in one sip. Everyone watched intently for the God of Thunder's reaction but no one expected the reaction he gave. Thor's face scrunched up like he just ate a whole lemon before slamming the test tube to the ground in disgust.
"Is this what you Midgardians call Alcohol?!" He freaked. Everyone except from Loki eyes widened in shock. The God of Mischief erupted in laughter at his brother's distress but was ignored.
"Well I'm insulted..." Tony muttered.

"Hey is there any left to try?" Barton turned to Stark after Bruce cleaned the broken pieces of glass by Thor.
"You want to try it after you just Thor's reaction?" Natasha glared at him with her eyes still wide.
"What? People's taste buds are different." He defended his self.
"I have some left – yes." Stark answered, however he was still offended by the God of Thunder's reaction.
"We all might as well try." Clint continued.
"Go ahead but I'm not going back downstairs." Stark shrugged and slumped his self on the couch next to Steve. Barton gave a pleading look towards Bruce hoping he would go down and get the rest of the whiskey the scientific geniuses made. Banner sighed.
"You're coming with me."
"Fine..." Barton groaned and reluctantly lifted his self up to follow the doctor out of the room.

The doctor and the archer were back with the rest of the alcohol all in separate test tubes for the rest of the group to try. One by one the group including Loki and minus Thor took one to try. Steve and Bruce were the only ones who actually looked worried about drinking this concoction.

Natasha closed one eye and inspected the liquid, Tony swiveled his around and Loki rolled his eyes as he waited.
"Ready?" Stark asked everyone and they all nodded.
"Here goes nothing..." Natasha mumbled and the group knocked backed their samples quickly. A few seconds past and in sync, all of them reacted exactly like Thor – minus the test tube smashing.
"That is probably the worse thing I have ever tasted Stark." Natasha spluttered.
"Thor is right, you cannot call that alcohol?" Steve coughed and choked at the overly burning feeling at the back of his throat.
"Ugh give me Asgardian liquor any day over whatever that was!" Loki complained but he seemed to be the first to get his composure back.
"All right! I admit it's disgusting so stop shooting me down guys." Tony finally spoke and put his hands up in surrender.
"So none of you liked it?" Thor looked confused.
"Obviously not." Loki once again rolled his eyes.
"Nope but I wouldn't mind trying some Asgardian booze like Loki mentioned." Clint implied.
"Don't you think we have had enough intoxication for the night." Banner muttered as he placed his test tube back into the holder.
"We had a sip of something that tasted like shit – so no." Barton folded his arms and smugly replied.
"None of you would be able to handle the alcohol of the gods." The God of Thunder smirked as he sensed a challenge...
"Oh here we go..." The Liesmith muttered under his breath.

After a little persuading the warrior and the archer had gotten the rest of the Avengers to agree in trying some Asgardian liquor.
"Brother please use your powers to summon our Asgardian beverages!" Thor asked in his usual manner.
"No." The God of Mischief simply replied.
"Loki!" Thor glared. A stare off between the two gods began until Loki creepily smirked.
"Okay fine." He eventually said and summoned his power.
"Why do I not trust him?" Stark whispered to Banner.
"Like I said before his brain is a bag full of cats." He whispered back. Everyone watched the green power immersing from the god as he pointed his hands towards the table near Clint, then with a pop, the light disappeared to reveal seven large glasses full to the brim of light brown liquid.
"Enjoy..." Loki muttered demoniacally before walking up to take one of the glasses and leaving the room with a permanent smirk etched across his face. The rest of them eyed Thor as he shrugged at his brother's exit and he also took a glass for his self. He took a sip for testing to make sure Loki hadn't been up to his mischievous tricks. When he was satisfied he offered the rest the remaining glasses.
"Are you sure it's safe as seen as though this is Loki's doing?" Rogers asked trying to hide the concern on his face.
"That's the least of your worries Steve..." The god chuckled and slapped his free hand against the captain's back, "One glass of this liquor is enough to get any Asgardian tipsy at the very least. Unfortunately I do not know what effect it has on mortals..."
"It's a good job it's impossible for me to get drunk then." Steve sadly smiled.
"Cap' after drinking this I wouldn't be so sure." Tony uttered after taking a sip of this own glass.
"My god, that is strong!" Natasha also exclaimed after trying hers. The God of Thunder continued to laugh as he watched his fellow comrades accustom to his tastes.

Music was blaring throughout the tower as the avengers were literally in high spirits. Only an hour passed since the group was introduced to the Asgardian liquor and it seemed to leave a lasting affect. Tony was now dressed in his Iron-man suit, stood on the table and singing terribly out of tune to the song currently playing. Natasha had some how managed to find Clint's bow and arrows and was running around the room setting them off in all sorts of directions – Barton was close behind. Steve and Bruce were both spread out on the couch flinging the leftover popcorn at the god of thunder who was lying flat on his back on the floor next to them. Alcohol of the gods did seem to have an affect on the immune solider...

Meanwhile Loki was in his room trying to watch the rerun of F.R.I.E.N.D.S that was previously on – he insisted he was only observing the show for knowledge about this realm. He might be three floors down but the beat from the song I'm sexy and I know it could be easily heard.
"Jarvis what is going?!" He called out for the voice with no body as he paused the television.
"Your brother and the rest of the avengers are currently enjoying the liquor you conjured up just over an hour ago, reindeer games, sir." Jarvis' computerized voice answered. Loki winced at the nickname Stark had clearly programmed the Al to say and then scowled. The Liesmith decided to take a look at the enjoyment they seem to be having.

Loki arrived just in time to see the table Tony was standing on collapse under him – breaking the docking station at the same time. Barton was shot with one of his own arrows - in the ass – by Natasha and Thor smashing the bowl of remaining popcorn with the Mjolnir - after he didn't understand how or why the tiny clouds were attacking him. The God of Mischief tried his hardest not to crack a smile seeing the drunken avengers struggling to hold their drink. What they didn't know was Loki might had strengthen the alcohol – except for his own - just a teeny bit more than the usual percentage back in Asgard. He was a trickster after all.
"What a bunch of light weights..." He shook his head before turning on his heel to leave and finally finish the rest of the episode he was observing...