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"Up, up, up!" A loud voice shouted. I groaned and found that I wasn't alone in the bed.
"How did you all get in here?" I whispered.
"Bucky let us in last night." Nat yawned, as Hope snuggled in to the sheets further.
"They moved you, and we came to hold you," Wanda said, brushing a hand over her face.
"Girls day needs to start now ladies!" Darcy said, trying to pull us out of bed.
"We aren't leaving until 9," I said, looking at the clock.
"The guys already went for their morning 30 mile sprint." Daisy said, lifting her head from the pillow, "We've got time to get ready."
"Now ladies," May said, and we all groaned.
"May, it's a girls day. Not field training," I said, crawling over Jemma and Daisy's half unconscious bodies.
"We need the whole day, trust me," A voice said, and I laughed.
"Sharon!" I exclaimed, going over to hug her.
"Wow, were you trying to break the guys hearts last night?" She said, hugging and then releasing to gesture to what I was wearing.
"This was just a sneak preview of the punishment I have in store for them."
"Everyone, this is Sharon Carter, my SHIELD friend working for the CIA now."
"Hi!" Everyone said as chipper as they could.
"I've got a week's leave, so however you need my help, I'm your girl." She said, after I introduced everyone by name.
"Okay, babies have been fed, washed, and changed. Clint has babysitting duty and Cooper is looking forward to watching the guys fight." Laura said coming in with a bag.
"Nathaniel, you get to come on a girls day!" I said to the infant, "You are the exception to the rule."
"No frickin' way!" Darcy said, moving to pinch his little cheeks.
"I won't be coming dancing with you girls though," She chuckled.
"You can stick with me at the Tower then," May said, standing next to her.
"As our Designated Pilot, it wouldn't be good for her to drink," Nat said to Laura's confused expression.
"Alright then," I said, going to change in the closet, "We taking Zephyr One or a Quinjet?"
"Quinjet," May, Bobby and Maria said.
"It's the only thing that will land on the pad properly at Stark Tower." Maria explained.
"Well," I said zipping up my boots and grabbing my purse, "Shall we be off?"
Once the girls were dressed and gathered near the Quinjet, I handed the twins off to Bcuky and Steve. They gave me small smiles, hoping I would say something to them. I gave them a small glance before kissing the twins.
"Be good for your Daddies. I'll be home tomorrow." I said, holding their little hands to my cheeks.
"Okay girls, time to take off." I said as I turned to walk onto the Quinjet. Most of them were strapped in already, but I chose to stand while the doors closed, dropping into the co-pilot seat with May.
"Have you spoken to Andrew?" I asked gently.
"I will talk about him, as long as there is a bottle of vodka to go along with that conversation."
"Noted. Tomorrow night then," I smirked, and she smiled.
"Fine."
"Ladies and little gentleman, we are taking off, so please ensure you are strapped in. Thank you for flying SHIELD Air," I said sarcastically as May lifted us off the ground.
"Ha ha," Darcy said, smiling, before looking back at her phone.
"New York City bound. Estimated time of arrival is 10 minutes." I said into the intercom again.
"We get it!" They yelled and May took the headset from me.
Pepper greeted us right away, and Happy stood by her side.
"I thought you could use a trusted driver," She said, as Happy smiled at the ladies.
"Maria," He said smoothly, smirking at the former deputy director. She gave a slight roll of her eyes and smiled at him.
"Hogan."
"You didn't return my call last week."
"We were dealing with some stuff. Avenger stuff," Darcy said trying to sound cool, before everyone saw the bar.
"Can we drink yet?" Bobby asked.
"We drink while we shop ladies. This is on Tony and me," Pepper said, flashing a couple cards.
"Hey, that's my inheritance," I laugh in jest.
"This is Sera and Pepper tradition. You go to the highest luxury shops and they serve you an endless amount of champagne. Then we go tot the spa and relax for hours. And added activity is dancing at the hottest nightclub in New York. But I will leave that up to your imagination."
"When in Rome," Daisy joked, making everyone laugh.
"Okay, first things first. Shoes!" Pepper said, as we all loaded in the elevator. Shopping with the girls was fun, cause most of them had their own idea of adventurous heels. Jemma, and Jane like low kitten heels. Bobby, Daisy and May liked heeled boots that looked like you could still kick ass in them. Darcy chose to get a new pair of stilettos because apparently Fitz liked seeing her legs. Laura wasn't a heel person, but got a nice pair of flats.
Hope, Nat, Maria and Pepper chose stilettos that looked classy. Wanda chose a platform, and I chose a pair of white lace bootie heels. Pepper and I basically let the girls loose in Barney's. I choose a short black dress that showed an ample amount of cleavage and grabbed a maroon leather jacket to complete it. All the girls chose beautiful cocktail/club appropriate dresses, and I was surprised when they kept their dresses under $500 for each dress.
We all piled back into the limo, and Happy took us to a huge spa that Pepper said she liked. She basically rented out the whole place for us, and I was thankful.
"Full body treatment for all my sisters!" I said, telling the staff to spare no expense. The manager was so happy so have us; she basically gave us all the champagne she had in the building. I was waxed to within an inch of my life, because I really wanted to torment the guys, and I had them give me subtle highlights with my trim.
"Can you tell my why I went through with that?" Jemma asked, walking funny to where we were relaxing in fluffy robes. We were enjoying our break of pampering with finger sandwiches, when we heard Jemma's moan of pain.
"Because when you and Pietro finally realize what you want, you're gonna thank us," I said, putting the cucumber back on my eyes.
"Don't let him for a few days though," Daisy grimaced.
"Amen," The rest of the girls chorused.
"It's so much easier being an Avenger, knowing I don't have to worry about shaving my legs," Natasha chuckled.
"Oh, yoga pants in training? Comfy. Freshly waxed legs and yoga pants?" I questioned.
"Heaven!" Maria, May and Pepper agreed, raising their glasses of mimosas.
"I wonder what the guys are doing," Bobby sighed.
"Clint's in the infirmary, and Steve and Bucky are playing catch with Cooper." Laura said, enjoying her massage while Pepper held Nathaniel.
"Who has the twins?" I asked worried.
"Um… Pietro." Maria said looking at Laura's phone for her, sounding equally confused as I was.
"Huh." I said, wondering if I should text Steve and Bucky to take them.
"Nope, scratch that. Brock has them." Maria corrected.
"Wanda, your brother is a good guy, but I'm not sure if he should be around children," I laughed.
"He is a child himself," She said, making us all snicker.
"ID's," the bouncer said to us.
"Oh that's a first for me. I haven't been to a club in about 5 years anyways." I said, handing him my ID.
"I'm sorry Miss Stark. You and your friends are free to go," He smiled, taking down the velvet rope.
"Thank you sir," I flirted, tucking a $100 into his shirt pocket.
"Ladies, my favourite place to come for down time, Cielo!" I yelled over the music. The girls were at the bar quickly, grabbing beers and wine. I ordered us shots of Patron, Jack Daniels and Vodka to start of the evening with a bang.
"You think we might be overdoing it?" Bobby yelled with a smile.
"Yeah, nope." Hope said, knocking back a shot.
"What the guys don't know won't hurt em," Darcy said, throwing back her shots before heading out tot the dance floor.
"That girl was born to party," Daisy laughed, sticking with beer for now. She wasn't too keen on loosing her head, when she didn't know if she could control her powers while drunk.
"Believe me, she is," Jane said, clearly reliving some memory.
"What happened?" I asked, for the explanation.
"I had to pull her off the dance floor at a Rave in London. I was giving a major lecture the next day and she thought I should loosen up. I barely had anything, but she threw back 20 shots, three Long Island Ice Tea's. She was green the whole time I was teaching the next day."
"She held it together?" Jemma asked, wondering how her best friend's girlfriend could hold that much liquor.
"If there was an Olympics for drinking, that girl would win gold in just about every event." I said, remembering her and Mack's drinking contests at the Playground.
"Come dance!" Nat said, pulling Sharon and me to the floor. The beat was infectious, and it didn't take long before we were all grinding on one another. Throwing my head back, I felt alive for the first time in a month.
We danced for hours, until our feet were sore and blisters were a possibility. I called Happy, and he agreed to meet us at the entrance to make sure we got in the limo alright.
"Best. Night. EVER!" Jemma yelled outside, as Nat and I tried to get her in the limo.
"Jemma, duck your head." Nat groaned.
"I think I'm remembering why I don't drink," She said, before aiming to miss all of our shoes. When she was finished throwing up, we maneuvered her in the limo. She chugged a bottle of water and passed out on the floor, while Daisy and Darcy were singing along to the song pouring from the club.
"I've got to come back here more often," Bobby said, clearly tipsy.
"What are you doing?" I asked Jane, who was sticking her head out the sunroof.
"Thor, you better get back here!" She yelled angrily at the sky.
"Oh Jane's an angry drunk," Maria said, giggling. Hope and her kept giggling at nothing, and I rolled my eyes at their antics.
"Nope, nope, nope," I sighed, pulling Jane back in and saying, "Jane, if you go to sleep, you can do science tomorrow."
"Okay," She sighed and collapsed against the window. Sharon was already on her second bottle of water, and giving me thumbs up she was okay.
"Everyone in?" Happy asked, and I did a head count.
"Wait, where's Wanda?"
"Броцк ыоу аре а беаутифул ман, анд И wоулд лове то кноw ыоу беттер. Ыоур мусцлес аре со биг анд И wант то бе wраппед уп ин тхем." She was saying into her phone outside the limo.
"Wanda, no! No drunk dialing," I yelled and took her phone away.
"Brock, go back to sleep, she's drunk," I said into the phone.
"Sure thing Princess," He chuckled and I hung up for her. She pouted, before saying, "I was going to tell him I want to wrap my legs aro-"
"No more, get in the limo," I said, covering her mouth and directing her into the limo.
"Okay, so we had 10 when we arrived. We've got 10 now. Take us home Happy."
"Yes ma'am."
