It was a pleasant day in the Stark tower; sweet drops of sunlight were streaming in through the open window, the wind was whistling-
"DON'T TELL EM' DON'T TELL EM YOU AINT EVEN GOTTA TELL EM'!"
The Avengers who were sitting in the living room looked at the doorway curiously. It was Tony, singing while pouring wine into his glass.
Natasha smirked. "You drinking again, Tony?"
"No. What makes you think that?"
"Why, I don't know."
"NOW WON'T YOU..." Tony gave a dramatic pause and stared into space. "STAY WITH ME! CUZ' YOU'RE..." He gave another long pause. "ALL I NEED!"
"Don't bother him," Natasha said. "He's just annoyed that I'm more badass than him so he feels the need to beat me at karaoke."
"AND THE HATERS GONNA HATE, HATE, HATE, HATE, HATE." Tony sang from across the room.
Natasha just rolled her eyes.
"Is this a form of celebration on Earth?" Thor asked. "Because we Asgardians celebrate the same way!" He got up and and his face grew proud. "As I look upon the stars of the sky-"
"Oh no." Natasha muttered.
"My heart grows heavy with the burdens of our battles!
An overwhelming joy clashes with the brink of war,
Our spirits our thoroughly shaken!
But we must fight till' the end dear brothers and sisters-
We must look upon our fathers' faces and hold up with eternal strength!
(Here the tune sounded suspiciously like a One Direction song)
With pride in our eyes we must face our foes-
No battle is won without sacrifices;
But together we are not to be undefeated!"
"Well that was um..." Bruce started.
"...beautiful!" finished Clint. "Absolutely beautiful, pal."
"You think so?" Thor asked happily.
"Uh...yeah." Steve said.