Thor takes his fellow teammates to Asgard! I've read one oneshot and I decided to do my own (which I think sucks, compared to all of the amazing writers out there). There will be hints of my favorite ships, as well as a new one that I'll be trying out, so look out for that!
This should be fun ;]
"Whoa...nice digs," commented Clint.
"Can I fit all of this in my bathroom?" Tony pointed, making a square shape with his fingers in the air.
"No," Steve protested, already embarrassed.
Thor smiled, leading the way down the Bifrost. "Friends, welcome to Asgard!"
It was amazing, really. From the breaktaking scenery to the kingdom that they were about to enter, the Avengers were, if not, speechless at many points as they took in their surroundings. And for the first time Natasha's eyes were lit up, like a child on Christmas; it brought a smile to Steve's face.
"Are you sure it's alright for us to be here?" said Bruce.
"Bruce," Tony and Clint muttered under their breath.
"Don't ruin it," Tony added, and Bruce sighed.
"Doctor Banner has a point," said Steve. "Thor, you've told us that even your father was wary of Miss Foster being here. I don't think all of us here will be any better..."
"Fear not, Lord Steven," said Thor. "Lady Jane and Lady Darcy are here as well. They arrived just two Midgard days prior. As long as you are deferential and conscientious, harm shall not come to you."
"Harm?" Clint repeated.
"Maybe we should've left these two at home," said Bruce, jerking his head in Tony and Clint's direction, and every Avenger laughed.
Except for Clint and Tony.
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Jane was waiting for them at the entrance corridors; she looked stunning in her Asgardian dress and cape. Thor greeted her with a kiss and she took his offered arm.
"Aw, no fair!" Tony whined. "Don't we get cool capes too? Can mine come in gold?"
Jane looked up at Thor. "Told you."
Thor chuckled, patting her hand. "Indeed, you did." He turned to his team. "Come, friends! Let us venture! I have much to show you all."
The god led them down numerous hallways and corridors that none of them would remember later; they soon reached the library, which he mentioned that it would be a place that Bruce and even Tony might like.
But when they entered the room, the Avengers gave a start when they realized who was standing in one of the aisles with Darcy Lewis. The curly headed brunette was reading a book, wearing her own Asgardian garb, including a cape of her own (which Tony thought was really unfair). Watching her read, as well as reaching for something above her head, was none other than-
"Hey, guys!" Darcy said casually, as if she wasn't bothered by the fact that the God of Mischief was standing right behind her. "'Bout time you got here."
"Enjoying a good read, brother?" Thor asked, he and Jane still wary of the budding friendship between his brother and her best friend. Loki's return had been a nasty shock, for Thor had to return to Asgard for another month; as much as he claimed against it, Jane made him take her with her. And since Darcy had been jealous of being left behind all the time...
No one trusted Loki, that was for sure. But since he hasn't attempted to harm Darcy or Jane, Thor was a bit more relaxed about it. The Avengers were aware of the possibly "redeemed" Loki, but not one wanted to say how they truly felt about the god who tried to enslave the Earth.
"Indeed," said Loki with that smile of his.
Thor looked over at Bruce and Tony. "Our library is always open for your personal enjoyment. I hope you find an endearing read during your time here."
Natasha was still glaring at Loki; if looks could kill, Loki would've been a bloody mess on the floor.
"Whyyyy don't I..." Jane reached over and grabbed Natasha by the wrist, "show you your room?" she suggested, breaking the ice. She looked over her shoulder, "C'mon, Darce!"
"Aww, but I wanna see-!"
"Darcy, let's go," Jane repeated darkly.
"Ugh, fine!" She shoved the book into Loki's arms, Loki appearing unfazed by it, and walked out of the room with the two women. Steve absentmindedly watched Natasha leave; he'll have to talk to her later.
"I know this is rude and all, but let's make like a banana and split," said Tony. "You got any bathrooms around here? Do gods even need to pee?"
"Dude's got a point," Clint said with squinted eyes.
"I will show you to your sleeping quarters momentarily," said Thor reassuringly.
"Okay good," said Tony. "'Cause I don't wanna piss all over this clean floor. Or any other floor around here."
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Steve felt strange; wearing something that Thor would wear was beyond him. He had never thought he'd see the day.
Ever single one of his male teammates stepped out in their Asgardian clothing, all looking similar but different. Similar in the clothing structure like all the males looked; the color scheme ranged from cool colors like navy and grey/silver to a chocolate brown/gold. Steve's outfit was mainly navy and silver, but there were also traces of red, like his cape, which was blue on the inside. Clint had the color scheme of his costume, his cape a darker shade of purple than Darcy's had been. Tony had a red cape with golden and brown armor, much to his delight. Bruce felt awkward in his clothes, but was relieved that his cape wasn't a brown color.
Natasha was the last to appear with the ladies. Unlike Jane and Darcy, she appeared to have take on more of the warrior look, like Lady Sif of the Warriors Three. But her skirt was long and elegant, like theirs, gracing the floor, and her cape was black.
"Cap, you're drooling," Clint muttered to him smugly, and Steve snapped out of it.
"Do I look okay?" Natasha asked.
"Honey, we're the ones who helped you; of course you look hot," said Darcy with a roll of her eyes.
"Cute," said Tony, clicking his tongue.
"Beautiful," Steve corrected out loud, much to his chagrin, but Natasha shot a little smile in his direction.
"Every male present will turn heads at the mere sight of you, Lady Natasha," said Thor. "Come! Let us dine!"
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Meeting Sif and the Warriors Three was less nerve-racking than they thought it would be. Fandral was quick to break the ice and flirted with Natasha, which wasn't much of a surprise since Thor playfully warned Natasha beforehand, and Tony automatically warmed up to him. Volstagg gave them all bone-crushing hugs, and Clint and Steve decided they liked him best. Hogun and Bruce, being the quiet ones in their teams, stuck together. And Thor was pleasantly surprised when he noticed Sif and Natasha connecting at the get-go, with them and Jane and Darcy already conversing amongst each other in the dining hall.
"So what's her story?" said Clint very bluntly, pointing across the table at Sif, who was telling Natasha about which weapons should be appropriate to use in any situation in the realm.
"Don't you know anything? That's Sif. She's got the hots for Thor," said Tony, biting into a yeast roll.
"This is true," said Volstagg, patting his belly. "I can attest to that."
Thor hummed and sighed, drinking his beverage.
"Dude, she's hot! What happened?" Clint said.
"I am in love with Lady Jane," said Thor, confused. "And I am very happy to have Lady Sif as a dear friend, despite what she feels. I am not completely oblivious; I do find it flattering."
"Uh, haven't you heard of a wife and a mistress?" said Tony. "Don't you do that here?"
"I wish," said Fandral, winking at a group of women who passed by, causing them to erupt in a giggling fit.
"Don't start," said Bruce, and Hogun just shook his head in silent agreement.
"So, Captain!" said Volstagg, patting Steve on the back.
"Yes, sir," Steve chuckled.
"Thor has told me of the comradeship that you two share."
"Oh yeah?" Volstagg chuckled with him. "Well, I can't say I deny it. Thor's one of my closest friends."
"Aye, aye," Thor raised his glass to him.
Tony put a hand over his heart. "Hurtful!"
"Yeah, I thought I was your best friend!" said Clint.
"No, he's not, he's mine," Tony argued.
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"Mine," said Natasha, taking the yeast roll out of Clint's hand before he could eat it, plopping it in her own mouth.
"Hey!" Clint called after her, and Natasha just playfully winked, walking back to her seat.
"Oh," said Tony, now smiling at Steve. "Guess you heard that. Since when are you and Natalie BFF's?"
Steve blushed. "Um...u-uh..."
"My word! He is as red as our finest apples!" exclaimed Volstagg. "Lord Steven, you didn't tell us that you harbor feelings for Lady Nat-"
"Shh!" Steve shushed them. "And I do not."
"Yeah you do," said Clint.
"No I don't."
"He so has the hots for her," said Tony to Fandral, who nodded eagerly.
"You can tell us; we won't utter a word!" said Volstagg.
"Speak for yourself," said Fandral with a smirk.
Steve didn't like the look in Fandral's eyes. And Tony and Thor were only making it worse with their growing smiles.
Meanwhile Clint, being the nosy bird he was, decided to get up and stretch his legs. Maybe if he knew this place better, he would be able to find spots for his nests. But since he didn't want to get lost, he just decided to explore more of the dining hall. Everything was so lavish and breakable looking. Stark would probably destroy it in two minutes if he got drunk.
Oh for the love of-please don't let him get drunk-
Noticing that a party was missing from Nat's little group, he cast a quick look around and found who he was-not-looking for, standing outside and looking at the horizon. Shrugging to himself, he navigated to his destination, silent as a mouse.
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"Pretty."
Sif turned her head at the unfamiliar voice. Ah, she thought. One of Thor's human friends. If he made any more, would Asgard soon be crawing with Midgardians? She wasn't opposed to it, but she hadn't been exactly prepared for this either. What was so intriguing about Midgard and its people anyway? Thor and his mate were inseparable, and she really didn't like the way Loki and Jane's mortal friend looked at each other; for the human's sake, who could possibly be so daft? Sif realized how protective she was becoming over the two mundane women. Growing up she never had female companions. It was alien for her to have these feelings towards them. Was she starting to care?
"Aye," she said to him. "From one's perspective, 'tis alluring."
"Well that too, but I was talking about you," he said back nonchalantly, leaning against one of the columns and keeping his distance, crossing his arms. Good. This human was smart.
Sif arched a perfectly arched black eyebrow. "And who might you be, mortal?"
"Clint Barton," he said.
"The Eye of Hawks," Sif spoke with realization. "Thor has spoke of you."
"Good things I hope."
"Precisely." Though there was a twinkle in her dark eyes that he caught, bringing a grin to his face. "Have you heard of me?"
"Oh yeah. Lady Sif, sans the Warriors Three. I know about the whole shebang."
"You knew not my identity moments prior, when you were conversing with your mortal friends and Thor and Volstagg."
Clint's eyes widened. Shit. She heard. Stupid god super-hearing.
"Pardon me for asking, but I heard you refer to me as 'hot'," Sif continued, putting up air quotes. "This word...I hope it's not derogatory."
"Oh no!" Clint panicked, wondering how fast it would take for Sif to kill him in a hundred different ways. "Not at all! On Earth it means that you're, uh...exquisite."
"Hm. Very well." Sif placed her hands behind her back, now turning to go back inside. Clint's eyes followed her, noticing her pause to look over her shoulder at him. "I thank you, Lord Clinton."
Clint's cheeks went hot.
"So did you see that?" Tony commented from his hiding spot. "Tell me I'm not the only one who saw that."
"This is so wrong..." Steve mumbled.
"Aye, my good friend," said Fandral. "I have seen with my very eyes."
"You know what we're gonna do?" Tony smirked.
"We're doing nothing!" Steve exclaimed.
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