Wow guys, I guess Deadpool gets reviews... Good to know! As a reward for quadrupling my review count, I decided to post another chapter tonight. With a bit more Deadpool and a lot of cute, awkward Thor cuz she's so fun to write!

Seriously though, thore reviews totally made my day (especially since I've been sick), thanks so much!

I know it's short, but hey, three in one day...

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It turns out Thor would, and did, step on the ferret. When Deadpool and Fred reached her floor of the tower, they found her attempting to turn on the shower, with civilian, and even more shockingly, nice, female clothes laid out on the bed. So engrossed was she with the puzzle presented by the shower faucets, she didn't notice the duo until Deadpool tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to jump with a yelp, landing right on the cape-covered tail of Fred the Larcenous Rodent and punching Deadpool across the room and out the window.

While this proved to be an effective way of getting Deadpool out of the tower, it also attracted the attention of the rest of the team. The first in the door were Loki and Lopt, who had been passing by. Upon seeing the half-naked Thor, Lopt quickly ducked back out, leaving her sister to take care of her. When the rest of the Avengers reached Thor's room, this is the scene they came to.

"Sister, what are you doing? And why did you break the window?"

"Well... I was attempting to use this Midgardian cleaning room, but I know not how it functions..."

"Awhuh? You've never used the shower? We've been living here over a year! Odin's beard, Thor, that's disgusting!" Loki's face was slightly terrified at this thought, that her sister could have somehow gone a year without a shower.

"Sister, I am Thor! I am not disgusting, I am a Goddess! Besides, I have to go home once a week and I bathe there..."

"But now you need the shower here? You seem no... smellier than usual. What is the occasion?" Loki had forgotten her disgust, replaced by mischievous curiosity.

"Um, well... Johnsintownandiwanttolookgoo dfordinner!" Thor rushed out, sounding uncharacteristically nervous.

"I'm sorry, repeat that? It almost sounded like the Mighty Thor has a... date!" At this point, Loki was shaking with laughter at her sister's behavior, as was most of the team, peeking around the door. Nate was not laughing, but had walked into the room, picked up his injured ferret and retreated to the hall to make sure Fred was okay.

"Yes, sister. I have a date. John Foster is back in town, and I haven't seen him in so long because of his research in Norway, and I want to be...pretty...for him. Please help me, do not just stand and laugh!" Thor's face was like that of a kicked puppy, and Loki and the girls stopped laughing and took pity on her, minus Bryce who was helping Nate bandage his poor, abused pet.

"Well, then." Toni took charge, striding into the room and over to the shower. "You need shampoo, and conditioner, first." Turning on the shower, Toni gestured to Claire, who ran to get the soaps, coming back just as Thor got in and handing them to her. Explaining their use, the group backed off to let the goddess get clean, returning to look over her choice of clothes for the evening. Loki, who had become quite the fashion aficionado, laid out a few more choices of outfit, waiting to find out where the two were going before she dressed her sister like a doll. With Thor's return, they asked her what her plans were.

"He takes me to dine, I know not where. He asked of me that I dress nicely, as for a formal feast," the scrubbed-down Thor replied. "I know not what to wear!" Before she broke down, Loki took over again, shoving a modest but beautiful red dress into her sister's arms and pushing her back into the bathroom.

"Put that on, but don't touch your hair. We'll do that and makeup when you come back out." The bewildered Thor had no choice but to do what her sister and friends said, and by the end of their work she was almost unrecognizable. Her hair shone like gold, pulled back to show her blue eyes and beautiful face, accentuated with just a tiny bit of makeup.

Matching the outfit with tall black boots, since they didn't trust Thor in heels, the team watched her go like proud parents sending their teenager to prom, and promptly retreaded to the break room to gossip and await her return, leaving Lopt watching bemusedly from the hall until Nate walked up, put his hand on his shoulder, and jerked his head towards the gym, silently asking for a spar. Glad to escape the giggling pile of girls, Lopt went with him without a second thought.

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Outside the base of the Tower, Thor stood nervously by the door, looking for John Foster, who had promised to pick her up. Feeling naked without her armor, cape and hammer, she shivered with nerves, only to feel warm leather settle around her shoulders. Turning, she saw the man she was waiting for.

"Hello, John Foster!" She exclaimed in her usual voice, before flushing and continuing in a quieter vein, "It is good to see you once more. How goes your research? Have you created a Bifrost for Midgard yet?"

Smiling up at her, John took her hand and led her to a waiting cab. " No, no Bifrost yet, but I think we are getting closer. I miss you though, our letters and phone calls have not been enough." The conversation continued in a similarly mushy vein until they pulled in front of the restaurant, which turned out to be a nice steakhouse. Thor looked excited at his choice of food, and John smiled to see her so happy,instead of how nervous she had been all evening. While he found her sudden shyness slightly adorable, it was so different from the strong warrior that he had first fallen in love with, so watching her dig enthusiastically into a massive steak was like coming home, a return to normality.

"I'm not the only one who has missed you, John Foster. Darcy has been living at the tower, and could not stop speaking about your return. You should stay there while you are in New York, Toni always has extra rooms. ...please?"

John laughed out loud at how... girly Thor was being, and replied: "I would love to stay at the tower, Thor. I've missed you so much, and it will be nice to see Darcy again, and meet the rest of the team in a less formal setting." This marked the end of the serious conversation, and the rest of their evening was spent simply enjoying each other's company before heading back to the tower.

At some point in the night (probably after her third or fourth glass of weak midgardian ale) Thor had lost her shyness and dragged John back to her suite, almost picking him up in her haste. The rest of the girls heard her booming laughter as she came in, answered by John's masculine laughter. Soon after, they began hearing other sounds, and a pale-faced Loki used her magic to block the sound from that floor of the building.

"So what, you can dish it but you can't take it?" Asked a sniggering Toni. "Not that I'm not grateful, she lives just below me, but you and Lopt have been amplifying it whey of two do the nasty!"

"Eheh... No we haven't. We've just been playing the sounds to mess you you guys after Claire wouldn't stop being perverted. We mostly just cuddle at night, and when we do do stuff we don't go all the way. She's actually having sex, and that is much different. She's my sister, by Odin!"

"Hey, don't forget Frigga! She's your sister by Odin and Frigga!" Cackled Hawkeye, receiving groans from the entire group and a slap upside the head courtesy of Nate, who had returned with Lopt once the girls got bored with giggles and gossip and the night turned into a Star Wars marathon for Stephanie's benefit.

When Toni had brought up the Disney purchase of Lucas arts, the group started to bemoan the idea of Star Wars seven, eight, and nine, when Stephanie piped up to remind them that she had not seen the first six, successfully derailing the intense debate between Toni and Claire over who should direct if they were going to be made anyway. They would never have reached a consensus anyway, since the overall favorite, Joss Whedon, was busy overseeing the movie versions of their own lives, which were apparently blockbuster material, not that anyone was particularly surprised.