These will probably all end up being pretty short because really they're just drabbles. Next chapter had them playing truth or dare, so if you have any ideas for that please tell me. The more ideas the longer the chapter.

Chapter 2

Hope Pym didn't know what to expect. She'd found a message on her doorstep a few days ago inviting her to join the 'book club', but she didn't know what that was. Surely it couldn't really be a book club, because those usually were made up of female friends, of which she had none. No, Hope was fairly sure this was some cover for something that had to do with Ant Man, or even her own suit in the works. She'd almost not come, fearing it to be a trap.

But she had googled the place and figured a farmhouse where two little kids lived couldn't be too dangerous. So on the last Thursday of July, she knocked on the door, and was let in by a smiling place. "We're in the back room," the woman, who introduced herself as Laura, said. "Try to keep quiet as you pass the bedrooms, I just put the kids to bed."

Hope was still very, very confused, but she did as the woman asked and silently went to the back room. There she found a dozen other women sipping on beers and chatting among themselves. "Hey look, if it isn't the woman of the hour," Maria praised raising her drink. "I hear you took down Darren Cross before he could sell weapons to her," she pointed across the room to Skye. "Ex boyfriend."

Hope was too perplexed by the idea of her being the one who took down Darren to think much on one of her companions having dated a Nazi. "Um, actually, that was Scott in the suit."

"If you're telling me that Scott Lang, brilliant as he is, could save the world without you then feel free to walk out," Natasha countered from where she sat on the couch. "But I've done some research since he beat up one of my rookies. From what I've heard, he didn't even know how to punch."

Hope sat down; no he didn't.

"So if you have done it you put a finger down?" Jemma clarified after Natasha, gleam in her eyes, suggested they play a healthy round of never have I ever. "Well, I'm going to win."

Darcy laughed, "Oh I challenge you to that. Anyway, can it be a rule that we're allowed to ask the story behind why the finger went down? Because it's way more fun that way."

Everyone agreed, and Natasha, being the instigator, began. "I'll start off easy, "Never have I ever…" she paused for a second, trying to think of something she hadn't done. "Been born in America."

It was a cheap shot, but truly the only thing Nat could come up with. Fingers flew down, and no stories were requested. It was a pretty obvious thing. "Okay," Skye rubbed her hands together trying to think of a good one. "Never have I ever kissed an Avenger."

There were no surprises, until Skye realized May's finger had gone down. "Okay, I need to know that one. Who have you kissed?"

May laughed, and nodded her head towards Natasha. "Let's just say we knew it was a whorehouse, didn't realize it was a lesbian whorehouse."

It wasn't even that ridiculous an idea, which really said something about the kind of women gathered. "Okay then," Jemma laughed. "Never have I ever been part alien."

Skye and Wanda both gave her an annoyed look, but they were pleased when Jane's finger went down as well. "More or less for me. Rule of thumb, don't touch things locked in the vaults of Asgard." It sounded like sound advice, so no one fought Jane on it.

"Never have I ever…" Wanda's accent made the words sound far more mysterious than they actually were. "Eaten a cheeseburger."

The game ended there, despite the fact that no one had lost. The idea of Wanda, a grown woman, never having had a cheeseburger was terrifying, and just plain unacceptable.

So that's why Clint Barton walked into his house, sweaty and a bit bloody from his most recent mission, and found a dozen women of SHIELD and its affiliates grilling. No one could really blame him for backing out and sneaking into his room via the windows. It was a far safer option than trying to get through the top twelve most terrifying women on the earth. Even if they were just there for ' book club'.