And now, the next epic chapter in the equally-or-more epic slumber party of the Avengers!

Thanks so much for the reviews and support. I wasn't planning to write this chapter today, but I've decided you guys would probably like another chapter, especially since I might not be able to write for a few days… unless we have a snow day tomorrow! XD

Shoutout to movielover123456… Believe it or not, I have been planning a Truth or Dare chapter. But I want to wait until everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) in the story is drunk. Because it's more fun that way! So hopefully that chapter will be up in the next week or so.

By the way, I know I said I'd try to keep the characters in character, but hey, the alcohol's flowing and everyone loves to make fun of Thor. ;)

Enjoy!

After finishing up some Team Fortress 2 (and finishing up a few more bottles of hard liquor), the team decided to venture out of their comfort zone and sing some karaoke. (Well, to be honest, Tony had simply decided that it would be hilarious to watch his teammates make fools of themselves, and, excluding Steve, all had been too incoherent to disagree.)

Tony had Jarvis set up the karaoke as he downed another shot of whiskey. "Tony," asked Steve, extremely concerned for his almost-but-not-really-you-were-forced-upon-my-care-friend, "don't you think that two bottles of scotch and three shots of whiskey are really unhealthy?"

"Mah frieeeend," Tony slurred, "alcohol's yah buuuuddy..." He promptly collapsed in a pile reeking of 50% alcohol.

Steve shook his head in disapproval. "About time. That stuff would kill a horse."

Bruce, wobbling a little on his feet, slapped Steve on the back and managed to get out, "Give him an hour. Tony can handle his liquuuuor…" The doctor stumbled and crashed into a table, breaking a $2,500 vase Pepper had made Tony promise to keep safe. "Oops," Bruce said before entering a further stage alcohol-induced stupor. In other words, he passed out.

Thor, however, seemed almost completely unaffected. "GOOD COMPANIONS! WHY DO YOU NOT STAND AND FACE THE MEAD WITH ME?" he yelled, his voice slightly louder than normal and his face a bit ruddier. "FRIEND TONY! WAKE UP AND GIVE ME SOME MORE RUM!"

"Sir," Jarvis's voice cut in, "I have configured the set."

"Um, thanks," Steve replied, still spooked by the disembodied voice. He liked to see who he was talking to. Then he glanced at Tony's open-mouthed, drooling face. Well, maybe not always see who he was talking to… Tony wasn't exactly very attractive in that position.

Thor took the microphone and looked at it in confusion. "WHAT IS THIS STRANGE WEAPON?" he yelled.

Steve backed away. "No, Thor. That's a microphone." He explained the concept of karaoke to the somewhat confused god.

Meanwhile, Clint was shooting arrows with plungers on the end (from who knows where), making a funny noise along the lines of, "Heh heh heh" every time one made contact. He had already hit Tony on the forehead, which would probably leave a strange mark when the man woke up. There was also one on top of Tony's no-no square, which Steve assumed would be excruciatingly painful to remove.

It was quite amazing how accurate the Hawk was, considering he was drunk as a skunk.

Steve, having refused all but one drink, surveyed his surroundings with dismay. Natasha, her ordinarily perfect hair a mess, was slumped against the wall, mouth open, drool running down her chin. Clint had ran out of arrows and was now drunkenly wrestling Thor, who seemed more intoxicated at this point and was trying to poke Clint in the eye. Bruce was still passed out by the table, and Tony? Tony had a plunger on his… for lack of an appropriate word, his nether region. Tony was out of the picture.

Steve sighed. Well, he might as well get some sleep. Hopefully, in the morning someone would get that mess cleaned up. The Captain, glancing at his disassembled team, shook his head and went to sleep on the couch.

As long as he didn't have to clean up someone's bodily fluid, he was happy.

Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?

Non-Avengers movie references! Did you find them?

Sorry to everyone who thought the Avengers were going to sing in this chapter… I thought so too, but my Muse thought differently. Next chapter, expect some bad singing (and more drinks).

Cheers!