I know the holidays are over, but here you go! Merry Happy Hanukkah, Kwanza, and Christmas! And sorry to disappoint but this chapter is going to get very sappy at some parts.
"Camille" "Psssst Camille" Tony bounced on her bed.
"Tooonnyy. Go away!"
"Camille! Get up!" He whisper-shouted, barely able to contain his excitement.
"Whattimeisit?" She drawled.
"2" He replied like this was no big deal.
"Lady Camille!" Thor "whispered" Camille cracked one eye open. "It is the day of Christmas!"
"Not you too." She pushed Tony off and closed her eyes.
"Pssssst! Camille!" She groaned. "Its Christmas!" Steve whispered, not even bothering to contain his glee.
"I am now well aware it is Christmas. Thank you." She was almost fully awake now. "Where are the others?"
"Well, this is the first Christmas Nat and Clint have spent with us ever. They're always on a mission during the holidays." Steve was bouncing up and up and up and down and down. "And Bruce is probably still asleep."
Camille sighed. " Go wake up the others." The team was halfway out the door when she called. "And don't forget!" They barely stopped to turn around. "Whoever is incharge of Nat, She sleeps with a pistol under her pillow. Remember to duck."
Several gunshots later. The entire team was in Camille's room, Bruce was half asleep, Clint had forgotten the joy of Christmas, and was now bouncing along with the other guys and Nat... Nat was...
"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU STEVE." She ran up to Steve whose cheeks were bright red, wielding a machete.
"I I'm s s sorry!" he cowered behind Thor. "I didn't mean to."
"LIAR!" She screamed and birds on a nearby tree flew away in panic.
"HOLD-IT!" Camille shrieked and everyone froze. "Nat, Machete down. Steve apologize, Tony I know you had something to do with this so shut your mouth."
"I only told him how to properly wake up a lady." He said innocently and Steve shouted,
"You told me that singing the national anthem while accompanied by a bugle is a good idea." Steve's cheeks were even redder now.
"I'M RUSSIAN." She stepped closer to the super soldier.
"You're in America." He said defiantly.
"You're both in my room." They looked at Camille, as if they had forgotten she was there.
"And you are all in my tower." Tony grabbed Camille out of bed and dragged her out the door.
One flight of bumpy stairs later, they were in the living room.
Camille had to say, It was gorgeous. The tree was lit up, and if you looked past the chair around the middle, it could be considered stunning. The fireplace, alright the television decorated like a fireplace was on, there were wreaths everywhere and wrapped gifts strewn across the floor. She looked up at Thor who was grinning like a toddler. Pointing to a huge bow in the corner she said
"Go ahead." With a whoop of joy, he descended upon the box and tore up the wrapping. The other Avengers smiled as the God opened up the box. Inside was a bike. A huge bike, but still a bike. It had his hammer all over it and even a hammer shaped horn. (It wasn't very hard to find personalized gifts for the Avengers, since they each had a collection of paraphernalia.)
"Can I ride it Lady Camille?!" He asked his smile bigger than a child's.
"As soon as it stops snowing!" He clapped his hands together and made the floor shake. Camille sat down in a comfy chair feeling pleased with herself.
All the Avengers were tearing paper and squealing with joy. Except for Clint and Nat who were sitting on the couch looking confused.
"Go ahead guys. Have fun!" Camille pushed.
"Wait! There are presents for us?!" Clint's smile grew bigger and Camille understood what Tony had said. He walked over to a wrapped box with his name on it and began unwrapping it carefully.
"So we open presents with our names on them and and then do that," Nat pointed at Tony and Bruce holding hands and jumping in a circle like schoolgirls.
Nat looked skeptical. "I've never celebrated Christmas before." She smiled at Clint. Who stood up and dragged her over to the tree.
With all the Avengers opening their gifts, Camille was finally relaxed. Dummy brought out eggnog, and Camille had previously made cookies.
At noon, Maria Hill stopped by with fruitcake, and Phil dropped in with his team, Jasper Sitwell came by, and then...
"LOKI!"
The Asgardian appeared in their living room with a smile, or more of a grin/sneer.
"I have come to wish good tidings to my idiot brother!" He announced and Thor squeezed his brother into a hug.
"Does mother..." Thor started but his question was answered when to Asgardian guards appeared behind Loki.
"Goodbye my oafish pig brother!" And then he was gone.
"Goodbye Loki!" Thor smiled, the insults seemed to have rolled off him, like the tranquilizers.
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Camille had started cooking soon after and she let the Avengers, "play". Tony and Bruce were in the workshop using their new gadgets. Steve and Thor were deciphering instruction manuals, and Nat and Clint were shooting things.
"I don't speak Mandarin!" Steve yelled for the fifth time and Tony ran in the room with a huge, gun thing.
"Did someone say Mandarin?!" He assumed attack position. When he found out he was wrong, he slunk back into the workshop disappointed.
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Camille had thought the day couldn't get any weirder when Fury burst in the door.
"Bank robbery 35th street." Somehow Nat and Clint arrived at the same time as Bruce and Tony.
"On it boss!" And then they were gone. All that was left was a German instruction sheet floating softly to the ground.
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When the Avengers came back to the tower, they found the table was set and food was out piping hot. Looking into the living room, Camille was passed out, duster in hand.
