Author's Note So, every major holiday, (In the USA) I'll write a little one shot for one of the following: The Avengers, Hetalia, Portal, Soul Eater, Doctor Who, or Rulers (My series). I'm just that festive. One thing's for sure, Christmas I'm planning one for all of them. And if I have any series, they're not related to the story-line.
The Avengers tower was a mess. More so than usual. It was the holiday season, and everyone was freaking out, trying to prepare, and mostly failing.
"I don't get why they can't stop and think for a while." Jamie said to herself. She'd been laughing at Coulson's failed attempts at making mashed potatoes, while Jane dropped flour everywhere.
"You could help, you know." Tony called from the balcony with Clint and Steve, with a semi-thawed turkey.
"I did. I baked pies and cookies. That was my part." Jamie said, smiling. Though, she got up and stood at the kitchen counter. "What do you guys need?"
"A life. Maybe just a cook book for now." Darcy smirked. Jane shot a glare at her and went back to her vegetables.
"I need to get this broccoli to actually cook, and Phil needs to make the mashed potatoes not watery." Jane said, putting her hands up in defeat.
"Both of you, out." Jamie shooed them from their little stations. "I got this."
About six hours later, the dinner was done, and set up on the table. They sat around giving thanks for anything good that year, and all started eating happily.
Then all hell broke loose. Somehow, Loki wound up 'accidentally' flinging cranberry sauce at Thor, who in turn tried to hit him back with a biscuit, which ended up nailing Jamie in the face, causing a full-fledged food fight. In the end, there was gravy all over the walls, pumpkin pie filling stuck on the ceiling, and bits of potato and corn bread in everyones hair.
"That escalated quickly." Bruce said, scratching the back of his head. There were murmurs of agreement throughout the room.
Clint and Natasha dropped from their hiding spots in the rafters, Darcy and Steve climbed over the couch they were hiding behind, and Tony and Pepper popped up from the fallen table.
Jamie laughed, the others joining in slowly. Soon, they were all gasping for breath, tired of laughing so much.
"We should probably clean." Betty sighed.
A/N: Yes, Agent Phil Coulson is alive. He had to be. I love him too much. Anyways, read, review, favorite. Anything you want, the endless void of space is your limit!