A/N: *Steps out from behind a very large and beefy man with a scar* Hey, guys, long time no update huh? I know, I know it's been awhile, but I have been trying and trying to get this chapter right, I've done so many complete rewrites it's not even funny. But here it is, the Big Prank chapter! Also, you're probably wondering who this big guy is, huh? Well, he's Lurch and he's here to keep me safe in case any of you decide to attack me due to my long absence. So be aware of his presence and enjoy, but a quick thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter:

Naleek: Thanks, I was starting to think my humor was stale and the story was turning flat. Thanks for the turn around!

A Guest: Thank you too, Guest, I am so excited that people are enjoying my story and think it's funny, I wasn't sure it was that funny but it is your guys' encouragement that helps out :)

wolfhawke5912: I was actually going to do that in this chapter, you sly dog, you. Clint is going to rule the board, and he is definitely pissed at Tony for scaring Tash, you saw how he reacted :)

HeartsNaruto: I know, I'm excited to see what devious things Loki can concoct. And hey, you deserve the thanks, I had no idea where I was going with the story and Loki gave me something. Otherwise I would just be a Fanfic writer with nothing but some good pranks and no real substance to them.

Guest: Thank you so much, I'm glad you think it's funny, and thanks for giving me the determination to sit down and write this chapter out.

Again, a quick thanks to everyone who has followed, favorited, and reviewed me and my stories. It means a great deal that people have been with this story since the beginning and I hope this will be a nice near end chapter!

Clint sat in the top floor of Stark Tower, brooding as he sat in his, what Stark had dubbed, 'the nest.' A large unnecessary collection of beams and catwalks that Clint swore Tony put in just for him. But at this moment he wasn't pleased with the thought, he was angry.

The past months of preparing had been great, and so far this day had been great, pulling pranks was always a great past time for him, and the fact that he had Tony as a wingman had been even better. But now...the thrill was over.

Like Clint said, pranks were his specialty and he loved pulling them on everyone. Tony, on the other hand, had went too far. He had loved the whole guts and eyeballs idea they had pulled on Tasha earlier that day, but he had never planned on actually scaring her. Even though he would never admit it, he did care for Natasha and hearing that he had been pranking with the guy that had brought her worst fear to life and had laughed about it...it was unacceptable.

Tony would have to pay.

Clint was going to put an end to their pranking once and for all, much to his dismay his and Tony's ultimate prankathon was at its end. There was room for one prank left though.

"JARVIS, where is Natasha and the others?" Clint asked, making his way towards Natasha's floor to look for her there.

"Ms. Romanoff requests that she not be disturbed, Agent Barton," the AI replied. Clint gritted his teeth. Great, she thought he was a part of Tony's stunt and didn't want to see him.

"Look, I just want to know where she is, that's all. Surely you could just give me her location."

"Ms. Romanoff, forbade me to tell anyone where she-"

"JARVIS I have already hacked into your systems once today, do I need to do it again?" Clint asked sweetly, waiting for his response. He wanted to find Natasha and set things right.

"She is on the roof with the others, Agent Barton," JARVIS said after a long pause. Clint nodded with a smile, stepping quickly into the elevator and pressing the top floor button.

...line...

They had managed to quickly bring Loki back from Asgard with little incident. They hit the roof of Stark tower, the familiar sense of dizziness that came with world jumping steeling over the three humans.

"Well you all seem to have fared well since my sentencing," Loki said, looking around the rebuilt Manhattan.

"You'll be amazed how easy it is to get alien blood off buildings," Natasha said only half bitterly, her nose wrinkling in disgust. "Clothes on the other hand? Not so much."

"Yeah, yeah, Loki sucks and we're better than him. Can we move past that and focus on the real problem?" Bruce asked, eager to get the ball rolling. He wouldn't admit it, but he enjoyed pranking as much as Clint and Tony did, he just didn't do it as often.

"Very well, the first thing we must do is-," Loki began, gathering the group close to hear him. The rest of his evil plan was cut short by the sound of the elevator dinging open.

"Crap," Natasha said under her breath, grabbing Loki and pushing him behind Thor. "Hide, neither of the guys can see you." Loki gave a sniff of indignation before, waving a hand and making himself invisible. "Mortals," she heard him mutter.

A second later the elevator slid open and Clint walked out, a serious look on his face.

"Guys," he said stiffly, unable to resist an evil smirk towards Bruce.

"Clint, hi, what are you doing up here?" Steve asked as friendly as he possibly could. Clint looked over at the Captain, his eyes immediately narrowing in suspicion.

"I could ask you guys the same question," he said, walking around the circle of Avengers, smelling a rat in his midst. What were they up to?

"Us, we were just, well you see-," Steve said, rubbing his neck, looking at his friends hopefully. Thor took this opportunity to intervene.

"We were most certainly not going to Asgard to request Loki to help us retaliate you and the Man of Iron," he said with a smile, proud of his answer. Natasha face palmed and resisted the urge to punch and or kick Thor, knowing she would be the one to get hurt.

"You what?!" Clint said angrily. He was about to say something else but he froze, his head cocked to the side, listening for something.

"Clint, listen, you don't," Natasha tried to say, reaching out to the archer.

"Sh," he said, putting up a hand to silence her. A second later, he grabbed a slingshot from his pocket and a red blood packet, firing it at something none of them could see. They did notice that the pack landed with a squishing sound, an area of clear space now replaced with a giant blood red splotch.

"Do you realize how long it will take to get this stain out?" the splotch asked, materializing back into Loki, the red splotch right in the center of his chest.

"Bullseye," Clint said with a grin, tucking the slingshot back into his pocket.

"You carry that around with you all the time?" Bruce asked, looking down at his pocket.

"A good spy is always prepared," Clint said simply, patting his pocket with a proud smile. His attention, however was diverted back to the now stained god. Loki looked at the archer warily, unsure of what Clint's motives were. Natasha was all prepared to start defending what she was doing or maybe asking Loki to knock Clint out and make him forget he ever saw her.

No one expected what Clint said next. "I'm in."

"What?" Steve asked.

"No way," Bruce argued.

"Fantastic," Thor boomed while Loki let out a sigh of relief.

"You guys have no choice," Clint said, folding his arms with a cocky grin on his face. "I know your guys' plan, I've seen your ally. You either have to let me team up with you or I blab to Tony. And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

"No way," Bruce repeated, looking to Nat for help. He knew it was useless, however, Natasha would always side with Clint.

"And beside," Clint continued, his face turning a bit more serious, "I got a bone to pick with Tony too."

"What, did the prankster become the pranked?" Bruce asked unable to hide the bitterness in his voice. Clint hunched his shoulders, his eyes not meeting the others. Natasha was familiar with the pose and struggled to keep her face blank. He knew what Stark had done, and just like always he was there, defending her.

"We could use his help," Natasha began, Bruce sagging as he heard Steve and Thor agree. Loki merely sniffed and looked disinterested, contemplating how long he could hide from them before they could find him, plus the amount of city damage he could do in that time.

"Well wrap up this friendly little alliance before I get bored. Is he with or without you?" Loki drawled, fingering the stain on his chest.

The four Avengers looked at each other, a silent conversation shared between them while the archer stood anxiously waiting for their verdict. After a moment Bruce gave a small nod and Natasha beamed, turning towards Clint. "You're in."

Clint cracked a smile, walking over to the group and clapping a hand on Bruce's back.

"Thanks, big guy. It takes a lot to let me in after all the crap I did to you," he said. Bruce gave him and odd look, removing Clint's hand and stepping away from him. "Oh no, I'm not done with you yet, Hawk. I'd be on your toes for the next week if I were you," Bruce said with a small smile, Clint staring open mouthed at the doctor.

"Great, now that all that is over," Loki said, a sneer on his face. "We can get back to business."

It was time. They were all ready. With the help of an over the top god of mischief and with a little input via a certain archer, the now dubbed Revengers were going to get back at a particular billionaire.

"Hello, victims," Tony called merrily to the large group sitting in the living room. They all turned and gave a joint glare as he walked in, but he didn't seem to notice.

"I'm starving, scaring the crap out of you guys sure builds up an appetite," he said with a smirk, moving towards the kitchen.

"Tony, did you really just come in here to gloat?" Steve asked, shaking his head at the immature actions of his teammate. Tony paused for a moment and pondered the question.

"Absolutely," he finally answered. "You guys will be remembering this day for years to come and it's all thanks to me and Hunger Games. Isn't that right, Clint?"

Clint flinched a little at the mention of his name, momentarily forgetting that he was supposed to be on Tony's side.

"You bet, Stark," he said in a very unconvincing manner. Natasha sent him a glare.

"Anyway, what do we have left to eat in here that Thor hasn't completely consumed?" Tony asked with a laugh. The Revengers looked at each other, sharing small smiles before Bruce answered.

"There's some cereal left in the top cabinet," Bruce said, coming with the first food that came to his mind. Tony didn't seem to notice his friend's failure to improvise.

"Sure, why not?" he said, going to open the cabinet.

"Now," Natasha whispered to no one in particular. Just as Tony opened the cabinet a giant flood of garbage shot out of the cabinet and covered Tony head to toe, the billionaire too stunned for words.

The Revengers on the other hand were practically rolling on the floor laughing, an evil cackling seeming to come from nowhere as the all looked at the filthy Tony.

"Oh, and I think some of our friends from the coffee pot this morning might have been in that," Natasha laughed. Tony's eyes got huge as he noticed the small grubs and maggots moving on him.

Letting out the girliest shriek in the world, Tony began hopping furiously up and down trying to get the creepy crawlies off of him. The whole time the others were laughing and pointing at his distress.

"You think this is funny?" Tony asked indignantly, trying to rub some of the garbage off to no avail.

"Of course. Seeing a foe covered in filth has always been a great joke, even on Asgard," Thor boomed appreciatively, the others gasping too much to say anything.

"Well, I don't think it is," Tony said, turning to run upstairs and wash the trash away.

"Have fun taking a shower, considering they're all rigged with fake blood," Bruce called out. Tony froze, his body stiff as he realized how he had unintentionally screwed himself over.

"I have a hose in the lab," he retorted, rushing to the elevator. The Revengers watched Tony flee, enjoying the sight of seeing him covered in filth and finally enjoying a victory for once.

"Well I must say that was bit entertaining," Loki remarked, materializing out of thin air, making the rubbish left in the kitchen disappear with a wave of his hand.

"You said it," Clint said with a smirk.

"Okay, guys, we'll gloat later, we need to get down to the lab for phase two," Natasha said, standing up and moving towards an elevator. She was shocked however when they were no longer in the living room but in the lab, Tony nowhere in sight.

"Did you really think of using such a mortal form of transportation?" Loki asked condescendingly, brushing off his coat and looking at her. "Teleportation is a much faster way to go, and look, he's almost all the way down," he finished, gesturing to the elevator nearby.

"Okay, get ready," Natasha said, Loki vanishing from sight just as the elevator slid open.

"And now I have to do my hair all over-," Tony was muttering when he noticed he wasn't alone. He jumped as he looked at the others, shocked at their quick appearance.

"How did you guys get down here so fast?" Tony asked accusingly.

"Magic," Steve said only half joking, a small smirk tugging at the soldier's mouth.

"Well, get out, I have work-" Tony began but was cut off quickly by a large bucket of oil grease appearing above him, the slick grease effectively coating him. The Revengers laughed in mirth as they saw Tony splutter and struggle to take to the bucket off of his head.

"What the hell, guys?" Tony shouted, succeeding in pulling the bucket off of his head and attempting to throw it at the hysterical group next to him. "What are you gonna do next, hm? Cover me in feathers?"

"Come on, Tony, we wouldn't do something so trivial and old fashioned," Clint said between chuckles, Steve laughing too hard to be offended by the comment. "No, we were thinking something far worse."

Then, each member of the Revengers bolted passed Tony and shut the lab door, smiling through the glass as Clint pressed a button and an explosion of glitter erupted around Tony, the little glittery flecks sticking to the oil and covering Tony in a sparkling shell as well as covering every available surface in the lab.

"Glitter. Genius!" Clint smirked, high fiving Natasha and watching as the billionaire tried feverishly to get the clinging specks off of him. However, a mysterious gust of wind sent a small tornado around Tony, coating him once more. They watched as he shouted angrily and tried to walk away only to slip on the oil slick floor and fall in a poof of the cancerous specks.

"That should teach him to mess with the Revengers!" Steve crowed proudly.

"You think he's mad now? Just wait." Natasha said with a malicious grin. The others looked at her, mischief and curiosity in their eyes.

"What else could we do to further humiliate the Man of Iron?" Thor asked, taking a quick look back at Tony struggling to rub the stuff off.

"Well, I got some ideas for that charity thing tonight," Natasha whispered, leading them away from the floundering billionaire. "And we're gonna need your expertise, Magic Man."

"Oh darn, I thought I was quite through with you all after that horrendous bomb. Are you saying there is more I must do?" Loki asked in a drawled tone, but Natasha saw the sparkle in his eyes. He was enjoying this as much as the others were and he was always up for the challenge.

"If you don't think you can handle it...," Natasha said, knowing he'd take the bait.

"I am up for anything you mortals can throw at me. What's your plan?"

"Okay, well it involves Pepper," Natasha murmured as the group huddled close to hear the plans.

The group had their biggest prank ready, all they had to do was wait for a certain billionaire to get out of his room.

"Come on, Tony, we're gonna be late for the party," Steve said, the rest of the team already in their party clothes, suits for the men and a dazzling black dress for Natasha.

"What the hell did you guys do?" a weak voice called back. Grinning, the Revengers walked into Tony's room to find him in a state of despair.

"Was all this really necessary?" he whined as they looked at the neon colored suits with the garish ties and mismatched shoes.

"Absolutely," Clint said in a serious tone. "Besides, do you really think they're going to be focused on your suit? Dude, you still smell like a dumpster and look like Twilight puked on you. A bright pink suit is the least of your worries."

Tony just glared at his now nemesis, absentmindedly trying to rub the glitter off of him. The stuff had a strong will, however, and no matter how hard he tried he was still covered in the little specks, his body and face twinkling at them as he moved.

"But did you really have to ruin everything?" Tony whined again. Apparently while the man was a great prankster he wasn't great at handling getting pranked.

"Wait, it's a charity event for Halloween, right?" Bruce asked, leaning nonchalantly on the wall.

"Yeah, so?" Tony asked, throwing down an ice blue suit jacket in a dejected manner.

"Well, why don't you just wear your Iron Man suit to the party? You can say it's your costume and considering who you are people are likely to go with it."

Tony's eyes lit up at the idea, the prospect of an easy save too good to pass up.

"I knew I could count on my science bro to bail me out," he said, slapping Bruce on the back as he walked out, a trail of glitter flowing in his wake.

"Okay good, he fell for the bait," Clint said with a grin, rubbing his palms together in evil glee.

"Well, let's go guys, we have a party waiting for us, and it's-" Steve said with a grin.

"Don't," Natasha said, holding up her hand to stop the soldier midstream.

"What?" Steve asked innocently.

"You know what. Do not say 'to die for.' We are better than that," Natasha said scoldingly, leading the group towards the elevator.

"Fine," Steve pouted, walking behind the group as they went down to the ground level, a bright red and gold suit meeting waiting for them.

"Hurry up, slowpokes, we're killing moonlight," Tony's voice said through the Iron Man mask, jumping into the air and flying off.

"This is going to be killer," Steve said, Thor letting out a laugh as Natasha slapped the back of Steve's head.

The party was your average fancy celebrity spread, dozens of people kept shouting their praise to the Avengers and mingling with others. Tony laughed with a group of stuffy business types, trying to act cool despite the fact he was the only person not in black tie. But he was Tony freakin' Stark and if he wanted to come in his Iron Man suit, people were going to have to deal with it.

A few hours into the party Bruce politely removed Steve from a woman who was practically on top of him.

"Thanks," Steve said with a sigh, looking over as the woman latched onto another random party guest.

"Thus is the curse of fame," Bruce said with a shrug, noting the slowly accumulating group of women surrounding Thor.

"Hey, guys, it's time," Clint whispered, appearing behind the two out of nowhere. Both of the men flinched at his sudden appearance, grins growing on their faces as they looked at each other.

"Loki has everything ready?" Steve asked, looking around in vain for the troublesome god.

"Yep, he's already given Nat the okay. Get prepared for the best prank slash scare ever," he said before ducking down and vanishing into the darkness.

"How does he do that?" Steve asked.

"Don't ask questions you're not ready to know the answers to," Bruce said before the music around the ballroom quieted and Pepper Potts was on stage, smiling sweetly at the crowd.

"Hello everybody, I'd like to just say thank you for inviting the Avengers to this party, you're praise and encouragement mean so much to our company and the team. Also, this get together has helped Stark Industries immensely, all of your donations to both the Avengers Initiative and Stark Industries is immensely appreciated," she told the crowd, people applauding as she finished her small speech.

"Now, may I please get Tony Stark up here for a special announcement?" Pepper asked, a spotlight shining down to reveal the man in question, a look of confusion on his face as people started urging him towards the stage, everyone unaware of the smirking super heroes in the far back as the puzzled billionaire made his way to the stage.

"And this special announcement would be?" Tony asked into the microphone, facing the audience while still giving Pepper a strange look.

"Well, I thought you might like to tell our investors and charitable guests the latest improvement to Stark Industries," she said simply, the smile never leaving her face.

"Oh," Tony said, trying to sound like he understood what she was talking about. "Well, Miss Potts, as CEO of Stark Industries I think I'll give you the honor," he said, gesturing for her to take a step up.

"Very well, then," she said, clearing her throat and looking out into the audience. "For the past few months a certain weapons developer and I have been in a very romantic relationship."

The crowd let out a gasp and Tony's jaw dropped. They had agreed not to tell anyone about their relationship until the press died down on the whole Manhattan issue. Clearly she thought it was time though.

"I know, shocking, but the heart wants what the heart wants and our hearts found each other," Pepper continued, ignoring the look of disbelief and shock on Tony's face. "But that isn't the biggest news. You see, after several visits to a specialist I have been told that I am pregnant," she said, the crowd once again letting out a gasp, several people started talking and shouting, people reporters trying to ask her questions and others pulling out their phones to post the news on the internet.

Tony's eyes widened, the news hitting him like a sucker punch. Pregnant? She was...this couldn't be happening. He wasn't ready to be a parent, he had his whole life ahead of him. And what would that mean about Iron Man?

Tony felt himself sweating under the suit, fear and uncertainty gripping him like a vice. No, no there was no way this was really happening.

"And we are getting married very soon, a beautiful wedding to be sure," Pepper continued on, ignoring the pale and terrified Tony beside her.

A wedding? He didn't remember proposing to her, he actually didn't think he was capable of proposing to anyone. Shock once again hit him like a tidal wave, the thought of eternal commitment paralyzing him. Tony turned to realize Pepper was still talking.

"We are also planning on merging both of the companies together, with Tony's permission."

Wait, what? Tony was more than a little confused now. What two companies, what the hell was going on?

"So, without further ado, let me introduce to you my fiancé and father of my future child, Justin Hammer," Pepper finished, clapping her hands together as a frightened Tony looked to see Justin Hammer, in the flesh walk up onto the stage, a huge grin on his face as he gave Tony a look, hugging Pepper and taking the microphone from her.

"Thank you, Pepper, for that moving speech-" Hammer said in a cocky tone.

"What the hell are you doing here, Hammer?" Tony said angrily, his face taking on an ashen color. "Didn't you get arrested after the Expo?

"Bail," the couple said in unison, Hammer winding his arm around Pepper's waist.

"Wait, she was the one that got you arrested," he added, gesturing towards a goofy smiling Pepper.

"Yeah, I did think that was kinda-" Hammer said with a coy look on his face.

"Ugh!" Tony let out a groan, waving his hands in front of him and making loud noises. "No, no, nonono, I swear if you say that was hot, I will kill you. How the hell did this even happen?"

"Well, Anthony, that night, after she got me arrested, she came down to the station, all fired up and angry," he said, looking down at her with a loving smile.

"I thought I was so angry at you," Pepper said in a small voice, as if a huge audience wasn't staring and hanging on their every word. "But I knew I felt something that night, from the moment you walked on stage."

"Wait, wait, wait," Tony said, shaking his head in deep confusion and slight apprehension. "You're saying you were in love with Hammer the night at the Expo? Bu-but, you-I mean, we kissed-"

The whole crowd let out a huge 'ooh' at Tony's comment, the people with cell phones sending messages like lightning as the reporters scribbled frantically on their pads.

"Wait, no-no we didn't...," Tony tried in a futile effort to stop the flow of gossip, but it was no use, here he was being publicly humiliated while the woman that he loved was practically hanging onto his greatest enemy. This was just getting to be too much.

"Ah, come on, lighten up, Anthony," Justin said with a laugh. Tony just stared at him, the shock and anger clearly present in his expression. "So you didn't win this one. Big deal. You couldn't have handled her anyway," he said, bowing down to kiss Pepper, who seemed all too eager to let him.

Tony clenched his fists, anger and something else making his whole body shake. Then, without his permission, the Iron Man mask fell down on his face and began moving on its own.

"Whoa, what's happening?" Tony asked in the hollowness of the helmet, but all he could do was watch in horror as he reached for Hammer's neck before his lips could meet Pepper's, raising him up in the air and watching as the Iron Man gauntlets began crushing Hammer's windpipe, the man struggling to break is tight grip.

"No, no stop it!" Tony pleaded, but he couldn't command the suit, staring helplessly as he flung an unconscious Hammer clear across the room, the man's body crashing into the far wall in a pile of rubble.

"Tony, what are you doing?" Pepper screamed in fright, grabbing his arm. The Iron Man suit turned towards Pepper, leering at her as she gave him the most horrified look. With quick precision the suit backhanded Pepper, causing her to fly into the air and in a crumpled heap on the hard stone floor.

"Pepper!" Tony cried, panicking at her still and unmoving body. Why couldn't he control the suit, what was he doing?

Tony hardly had a moment to process the insanity of it all before he felt himself turn to the large crowd, too terrified to have noticed their shrieks and screams.

"Don't do this, leave them alone," Tony pleaded with the suit, but it was no use. With all his might Tony tried to prevent the suit's arms from moving, but whatever was controlling the suit was stronger. Beams and leasers began shooting from the suit, people screeching in fright, trampling each others as they ran. People fell, some of the beams hit others and all the while Tony was screaming, willing the suit to stop. It never did though.

Tony let out one more horrified cry as the suit shot out a huge missile, the whole building being engulfed in flames as an explosion so huge shook everything to the ground.

"No!" Tony shouted, ducking to protect himself. But nothing hit him. No debris, no giant roof came toppling on his head. Dazed, Tony rose from his protective position to find himself in an empty ballroom, the room where a few minutes ago a party was taking place. He could also hear a loud noise from the side.

Turning, Tony saw his teammates leaning on one another as they shook themselves with laughter.

"Your...you should have seen your face..."Clint wheezed as he leaned on Natasha for support. Natasha was laughing too, clutching her sides from the pain.

"What?" Tony managed to squeak, starting to really get pissed off at once again having no idea what was going on.

"And Hammer, you thought that they were...hehehe," Clint continued, the others settling for laughing at the perplexed and angered billionaire.

"That...that was all fake?" Tony whispered. Bruce, wiping a tear away, nodded at the man. "Yep, all of it. There weren't even any people here."

"I hope you learned your lesson, Tony," Steve said, trying to sound serious but losing it with his constant shaking.

"This was quite an elaborate jest indeed," Thor boomed, looking at Tony with a huge grin on his face.

"The whole thing. The party, Pepper, the suit. That was all a prank, a-a joke."

The group nodded at him, proud smiles on all of their faces.

Tony considered for a minute pounding them all into a pulp. But, then again, he was impressed with the amount of brain power and cunning it took to make such an intricate plan work.

"Okay fine, I'm impressed. Probably the best scare anyone has ever had on Halloween," Tony admitted, walking towards his teammates tiredly, all the adrenaline from the scare wearing on him.

"You bet it was impressive," Natasha said, walking up to Tony and looking at him for a second. Tony met her eyes and just before he could say anything a clock sounded from the ballroom, signaling the midnight hour and the end of Halloween.

"Would you look at that? Looks like the Avengers Night of Pranks is at an end," Tony said with a smile, putting his hand up to Natasha. "Truce?"

Natasha stared at his hand quizzically for a moment. A small smile creeped onto her face and she took his hand in hers, giving it a firm shake. "Truce."

"Aye, it seems are day of fun has come to an end, friends," Thor said, letting Tony lean on him as the group made their way out of the empty ballroom.

"So what happened to the actual party?" Tony asked as they walked to the limo the others had ridden in.

"We sent them a new address for the event but said that the Avengers were busy on an assignment and would not be able to attend," Steve said.

"Good, I was afraid we'd have to go to another party tonight. In my opinion, I just want to go home and forget this ever happened.," Tony said.

"Agreed," the others said in unison. They all piled into the limo and headed for the Avengers Tower.

"You know it'll still take weeks before that glitter goes away," Clint said as the pulled into the road.

A/N: So, how was this for the huge prank ever? I wanted some of it to be funny and some of it to be scary and I think I did good on both parts. I hope this super amazingly long chapter was worth the wait and I hope you guys can forgive me for such a colossal wait.

And I bet you guys are all thinking "wait, where's Loki? He was helping the Revengers out but he didn't show up at the end." Well my friends, that is because this is not the last chapter, and the next and final one will be updated much sooner than this one, so get prepared for that.

Thanks for everyone who have reviewed this story and favorited and followed and please take into account Lurch over here so be careful how you review this chapter. I hope to make another post soon and thanks for reading. PLEASE REVIEW!