Another week of taking care of Grayer passed and she was finally ready for an evening off. After taking Grayer on a playdate she was ready for an evening of bliss.

"Oh Nanny there you are I need you to come to the mother and nanny meeting this evening."

"But today was my evening off."

"So you're saying I should go by myself?" Mrs. X stated as if it were the most heinous crime Natasha had ever committed.

"No."

"Good."

At the meeting the children were running loose. While the other nannies were trying to handle the little rascals. Soon they were called into the meeting room.

"Now would any of you have any problems from your time as a nanny?" The woman in the front was met with silence. "Oh come on there has to be something wrong?" She looked right at Natasha. "Come on how about you?"

"Nothing my job is perfectly fine."

"We can't learn anything from that. Don't be afraid." Natasha glanced at Mrs. X who nodded as if to go on.

"Well I wanted to go out for the evening."

"All you could have done was ask." She replied.

"See now this is the thing I'm looking for communication is vital…" the meeting was over and Grayer had fallen asleep in Natasha's arms. Once they got out of the car Mrs. X forcefully grabbed Grayer, threatening to wake him up.

"I can handle this."

"But you've had a long day."

"Nanny, it's alright." She said carrying Grayer. "Go have your evening off. What is it? 9 o'clock? Plenty of time." Natasha complied and left to one of the closest bars. Calling up Clint.

"She is crazy. I mean who in the right mind goes off and neglects their child. Oh Mr. X is no better. He is a perv as well as an unfaithful husband." She ranted.

"Yeah well anyways I was thinking about making like a dining room for…" he was cut off when Natasha continued to rant.

"I mean seriously. I feel sorry for her though...Is that weird?" Natasha asked.

"I don't know, but this is the first time in a long time that I've seen you so wound up."

"Yeah well, hey I'm human too." She laughed looking to the side she nearly choked on her drink.

"What is it?"

"You know who at 3 o'clock." she hissed. He looked to the side.

"Where?"

"You're other 3 o'clock."

"Hey it's Steve and the rest of the guys." Clint stated seeing Tony, Steve, Thor and Bruce sitting around a table.

"Yes, he can't see me here."

"Oh come one we should go say hi….And ask why I wasn't invited." he said.

"No I'm out of here." Clint knocked a glass over. The crash resonated throughout the whole bar and the one man that she wanted to avoid looked right at her.

"Natasha! Hey come over. You too clint." Clint smiled and dragged Natasha with her over to the table.

"Looks like the gangs all here." Tony stated.

"Yeah, and why wasn't I invited?" Clint asked.

"We invited you Hawk. Did you not receive the text message?" Thor answered.

"What text message…" Clint looked at his phone and saw that his message box had over 20 messages. All ranging from. Where are you? Are you in? Legolas it's time to partay! Clint are you coming or what? The first one being one word. Assemble. Clint laughed nervously.

"No worries the gangs all here so that's what really matters most." Steve replied.

"So what are you doing now Red?"

"Just working undercover. The usual." She replied nonchalantly.

"Hey how about we all dance?" Steve suggested motioning towards the open dancefloor.

"I don't know, I think I'll sit out." Natasha stated smiling.

"Well suit yourself. Are you guys ready?" Steve asked raising an eyebrow.

"Capsicle. We were born ready."

"We are indeed ready to dance."

"This is going to be fun." Clint smirked at Natasha and she had a feeling that she was not going to be prepared for what was going to happen next. Suddenly the music at the bar changed to I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor. The guys walked out to the dance floor and Natasha couldn't help but do a double take in her seat as all of the guys had donned 4 inch heeled lace up black boots. Her jaw nearly hit the floor. They lip synced to the song and they were surprising really good at what they were doing. If that didn't get any better Beyonce's Single Ladies had been put on the speakers as well. All the women and a few guys were going mad at their performance. Natasha was losing her shit. After a few more songs played ranging from Dancing Queen to Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. The guys finally sat back down. Natasha slowly clapped her mouth still hanging ajar. (A/N: I would love to see fan art of this...)

"I'm...I'm impressed." Natasha admitted. "You guys were pretty damn well sexy. How you guys could move like that was...damn well amazing."

"Well thank you Ms. Romanoff." Steve stated. In the distance it was very clear that a woman was having a bachelorette party as endless squeals were heard.

The exclamation of, "BEST BACHELORETTE PARTY EVER!" also helped. The night ended on a happy note.