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Chapter Twenty-one:
"Since I already killed Coulson and that apparently didn't work, I'd have to kill my father."
"Loki!" Thor said in utter shock. "How dare you even jest about such a thing?!"
Loki completely ignored him. "I supposed I'd marry Natasha. That seems like it would be interesting."
Waverly huffed and crossed her arms.
"Hey," Natasha said, holding up her hands. "I'm not too thrilled about that either."
"So then you'd kiss Coulson?!" Tony said. "Oh boy! Lemme get my camera."
Loki smiled mischievously. "You did not say how this kiss had to be performed. I believe you Midgardians have the custom of 'blowing kisses.' That is hardly incriminating."
Tony frowned. "Dude you ruin everything."
Loki smirked. "That is my job. Now, who shall be my victim?" Loki looked around the circle of his greatest enemies and his sort of maybe-ish girlfriend. He was curious. "Waverly, I choose you."
"Oooh, here we go," Tony said excitedly.
"Kill, kiss, or marry: Me, Captain Rogers, your brother."
Waverly blinked at Loki. Was he serious? Sometimes dating the god of mischief could be a real pain in the ass. "Really? You're going to make me answer that?"
Loki nodded.
"Ugh, fine!" Waverly looked from Steve to her brother. Which one was she going to kill? "Well right now Loki, I want to kill you for asking me this question. But… I guess, um, marry you. Kiss Steve. Kill Clint." Waverly's face turned scarlet red and she hid her face in her hands.
Across the circle, Steve blushed as well.
Clint however stood up in a rage. "Seriously?! You'd kill me? Your brother!"
From behind her hands, Waverly mumbled. "Well I couldn't kill Loki and Steve's too nice to kill."
"But I'm your brother!"
"Clint, it's just a game." Natasha said. "Or do you really want to kiss your boss and marry Maria Hill." Natasha glared at Clint.
"Come on, Nat! You know that's not what I meant."
"And that's not what I meant!" Waverly fired at her brother.
"Oh this is ridiculous," Bruce shouted. "It's a game people. Chill out. Waverly, it's your turn."
Waverly's face finally returned to its normal color but she still wouldn't look at Steve or her brother. Looking at Loki was awkward too. "Natasha. Kill, kiss, or marry Justin Bieber, Pepper, Scarlett Johansson."
"Kill Bieber, obviously. I want to claw my own eyes out when I hear one of his songs." Natasha said. "I think I'd marry Pepper to save her from having to marry Tony."
Tony scowled.
"And then I'd kiss Scarlett Johansson. She's pretty hot if I do say so myself."
Tony's scowl vanished. "Ooh, can I watch?"
Natasha promptly punched him.
It was Natasha's turn. She chose Steve. "Kill, kiss, or marry, Howard Stark, Chris Evans, Human Torch from Fantastic Four."
"The comic book?"
Natasha nodded.
Steve sighed. "Well, I could do us all a favor and kill Howard that way maybe Tony would never be born to annoy us." The teen super soldier dodged a swipe to the head from Tony. "I don't know who Chris Evans is… some famous person I'm assuming. So I guess I'd kiss him and then marry the Human Torch because if I kissed him I'd get my lips burned off."
There were nods of approval around the circle.
"Fair enough," Natasha said. "Your turn, Steve."
"Okay… who hasn't gone yet?"
Bruce and Thor raised their hands.
"Bruce, kill, kiss, or marry…" Steve had to think a moment to come up with relevant people. Most of the people he knew were from the 1940's. The rest of the group wouldn't know them. He decided to take a page from Natasha's book and pick a comic book super hero. "Okay, Wolverine. Um…" There was a name he heard all the time on T.V. Steve decided he'd use that even though he didn't know who it was. "Taylor Swift." For the last person, Steve chose, "The Abomination."
Bruce blushed. "Kiss Taylor Swift… no, marry her. Kiss Wolverine… kill the Abomination."
"Kiss Wolverine?" Steve asked. "He'd rip you to shreds."
"Not the big guy."
"Good point."
"Okay," Bruce said. "That leaves Thor. Kill, kiss, or marry. Jane, Selvig, Chris Hemsworth."
Thor looked appalled. "I couldn't kill nor kiss Selvig!"
"It's just a game, Thor," Loki groaned. "Answer the question."
"So, you'd marry Jane?" Bruce asked.
Thor nodded. "I guess then I would kiss Selvig. I would kill Chris Hemsworth. I don't know who he is though. I am sure a good man."
"He's an actor," Natasha said. "Big, blonde, muscle-y dude. Pretty cute."
Clint looked from Natasha to Thor. "Hey… wait a minute…"
Thor cut him off. "Then I am sure he would put up a fight. But I would defeat him."
"You take games way to seriously, Thor," Loki complained.
"But brother, I must always win. The prince of Asgard does not lose."
"Except Loki did," Tony sneered.
Loki glared at him.
Waverly sensed danger. "All right! What now?"
Steve yawned and looked at his watch. At the same time, Tony pulled out his cell phone.
"Wow, guys, it's almost four in the morning."
Steve nodded. "I think I'm gonna head to bed."
Natasha stood up and stretched her legs. "Me too. I'm exhausted."
With mumbled of agreement, the rest of the Avengers, Loki, and Waverly stood as well.
"It was fun dudes, dudettes, and Loki," Tony said. "But I'm outta here." He took off towards his room.
Loki rolled his eyes. "If he picks fun at me one more time…"
"Brother, watch your temper."
"Thor, don't call me brother." Loki stalked off towards his room after giving Waverly a quick kiss on the cheek before Clint could notice.
Clint said good night to Natasha and the two assassins headed off for their respective rooms.
Waverly called a goodnight to her brother, looked awkwardly at Steve, and then ran off to her room.
Steve, Thor, and Bruce all bid each other good night and went into their rooms.
In no time at all, the teenage Avengers plus Waverly and their teenage nemesis were peacefully asleep.