I do not own The Avengers Marvel does.

I'm sorry it's written very weird please let me know if you'd want me to rewrite it!

Anyways, thank you to all that read this chapter! I hope you enjoy this (a little rushed) seasonal one shot!

Happy Halloween!- Casper

Confidently strolling into the living room Tony looks around smugly at his newest party invitee victims. He knows his more-than-usual arrogant nature attracted the attention of little less than half of the Avengers in the room. Feeling a faint twinge on his left shoulder he knew Natasha was glaring at him in suspicion. Feeling too confident about his hosting skills he simply brushed off her glare, which he's definitely sure she is glaring, and made himself a scotch on the rocks before speaking loudly to the bored looking group.

"Alright, everyone! I'm hosting a spectacular Halloween party next week and all of you should come. You will need costumes." Taking a sip of his drink Tony just leans against his minibar waiting for the groups reply.

Steve's facial expression turns from content to worry and curiosity before looking at Tony in confusion.

"Can't we just show up normally?" Tony smirks into his glass cup taking another sip knowing that everyone is truly considering his party and not flat out saying no like usual. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the twins fidget and whisper to each other.

"Can I wear my suit? That's a costume!" Pietro asked as he tugged on the upper part of his and his sisters suit. Wanda quickly slapped his hand away shaking her head slightly. Seeing this only made Tony stare at the two in amusement.

Setting down his drink Tony clasped his hands together behind his back grinning. "No to both of your questions. None of that, it has to be a really well made Halloween costume! It's a Stark party after all." He finished off his sentence with a wink at Bruce. Just as he was going to make a brilliant joke towards Bruce he heard Maria sigh in irritation at him.

Watching her swirl the contents of her beer bottle around he could only wait for her to speak whatever it is she wants to say. By experience Tony knew a tipsy or just a in general drinking Maria around him and his 'careful and ingenious' planning only ended in him getting hurt.

"Let me see if I get this right you expect us to find a costume, in a week, that holds up to a Stark party, any type of emergencies, and hours of standing around drinking with mostly strangers."

Shock mixed with his unwavering amusement flashed across his face right before a smug smirk appeared.

"Exactly, Hill! Nice to see all that beauty doesn't hinder those brains of yours." Tony taps his temple a few times enjoying the chance to joke with the former Commander. Natasha leans heavily onto Maria as she stares directly into his eyes. Her usual green eyes turning a few shades darker. Tony could only shuffle his feet around as he stands there uncomfortably under her glare.

"Thin line, Stark."

After lounging around for a few hours Tony finally, after drinking a little too much, takes the next step in his plan. Before inviting the group he had done a little online shopping beforehand picking out special costumes for everyone. Tony smirked before sitting up straight making a few people look to him in curiosity more specifically Bruce since they both occupied one of the couches. Of course only talking about new ways to improve everyone's choice of weaponry and in no way talking about how chemical imbalances due to high emotional levels lead to ones own views changing for the better rather rapidly. Tony shook his head slightly to regain attention towards his plan.

"Right, well, since we're already all together and drinking how about a drinking game? It's all in good fun I promise."

Bruce quickly turned towards him in confusion. He shifts a bit uncomfortably before speaking with a little undertone of concern.

"Tony, some of us can't get intoxicated. It'd be unfair to play a drinking game."

Patting Banners shoulder Tony smiled with a small shake of his head. Doing this only made Banner look more concerned.

"No worries, Bruce. The game I'm thinking about has relatively fair playing fields."

Natasha cocked her head to the side starring suspiciously at Stark. She shifted in her seat to face him directly before hearing a faint irritated protest from Maria who she had been leaning on. She quickly settled for sitting up a little straight while leaning somewhat on Maria's right shoulder.

"I'll bite, Stark. What's the game?"

Grinning deviously Tony shuffled to the edge of the couch gaining everyone's full attention. Giving a little stretch trying to build a brief moment of suspense he watched as everyone's mild interest start to fall. Deciding quickly he needs to get to the point before all his brilliant planning went to waste.

"Shot roulette. Each different shot filled with something nice like water or chocolate and something not so nice like ranch dressing or... Well other surprising things. Winners pick out a costume from a selection I have already chosen and last standing gets me to pick out what they're going to wear."

Watching the group closely he caught Steve's eye as he shifted forward in his seat more.

Unsure on what the outcome of the party could bring Steve just shrugged and nodded to Tony. If anything were to happen it'd be better for him to be there just in case. The twins just mumbled something sounding like a 'yes' and a 'I suppose I could join in'. Tony simply waved them over to tighten the circle they seemed to be in. Pietro using his super speed blurred himself to sit right next to Natasha and Maria on the floor. Wanda soon joined her brother on the floor. Maria, already having herself and Natasha make room for the twins on the couch, ended up sitting forward with an elbow on her knee looking indifferent at the situation as Natasha shrugged.

"We're in."

Barton who'd been strangely quite while sitting on a bar stool smiled confidently before replying. "Yeah, sure it'll be fun."

Falling backwards into the couch at this Maria sighed at having to play Stark's stupid game and that Natasha signed her up for. Taking a gulp of her kind of warm beer she muttered.

"Not like I have anything better to do."

Having been walking around the Party for half a hour now Natasha quickly found Clint near one of the glass doors leading outside. Careful dodging dancing civilians she gracefully appeared to the right of him.

"I just saw a Captain America kiss a Black Widow."

Barton's head slowly turns to look at Natasha with a mix of horror and amusement in his eyes. Natasha gives him a confused look before he turns his head back to where he was once looking before. Just as she was about to ask Barton what was wrong he crossed his arms over his chest pointing into the crowd of people.

"Nat, I'm looking at what I think is an Iron Man trying to pose 'like a superhero'. I- I don't know what one is more horrible to look at." Raising an eyebrow Natasha leans closer to find his line of vision. Briefly seeing a very drunk man in an Iron man onesie she snaps back to standing up straight. Both stood there in a limbo with awkwardness and cringe before shaking it off.

"Oh, I see it. Mine at least looked nice enough. Where's the twins and have you seen Maria?"

Barton uncrossed his arms and vaguely waves a small plastic bow to the left of him as he searches the crowd of people for more costume horrors.

"Twins are on the left sitting down out of the way and as for Maria I don't know. Haven't seen her since she lost last night and Stark hasn't said a single word about what her costume was going to be."

Nodding her head at his answer she pulled at the 'plaid shirt' absentmindedly while fixing the cowboy hat on her head. Having way too much skin showing Natasha tried already to untie the crop top fashioned shirt only to find out the knot had been sewed preventing her from easily altering the costume. Pulling at the cut off shorts she was wearing made her think of how well the costume was made. Everyone's costume looked to be hand made and with good strong fabric.

"Hm. Well, at least Stark actually got us good costumes."

Quickly looking to Natasha, Barton made a short laugh before once again waving around a small plastic bow towards vague directions where all the Avengers were.

"I'm robin hood, you're a cowgirl, the twins are thing 1 and 2, Rogers is-"

Hearing the slight pause Natasha spoke up to help him. She took a second to see how the twins were doing. The twins were just dressed in all blue with 'Thing 1' and 'Thing 2' shirts on and some fake hair colouring. She'll have to tell Maria that Tony has a soft spot for the twins now too.

"A police officer with a sparkly uniform."

Starring unsure at seeing Rogers sparkle from across the room Barton nodded very slowly before continuing.

"Yeah that and Dr. Banner is a pirate. I wouldn't say good."

Natasha raised an eyebrow at him. Sticking both hands into her shallow pockets she just shrugs at him.

"It's all made well and it's something that people really wouldn't think they'd see us in."

Huffing out a sigh Barton crosses his arms knowing Natasha had point even if he wished he could win at least one time.

"I guess so."

Minutes pass as both Natasha and Barton stand around pointing out different party goers and terrible costume mishaps. Noticing something big enter the room from the right Natasha eyes it with suspicious trying to see through the crowd that seems to have gathered around whatever, whoever it is. Seeing Stark rush over grabbing the crowds attention away from the poor thing could she finally see what it was. Never has she been so amused at a party. Smacking Barton's arm she smirks at his flinching.

"Who invited Hello Kitty?"

Forgetting the faint pain in his arm he quickly scans the crowd for the unique costume choice. Not taking long to find a giant white cat in clothing he breaks out in laughter.

"No way! Hahaha! Hey, Nat you should go ask for a picture since I know how much of a fan you are."

Annoyance replaces the amusement that was on her face as she glares at Barton.

"I am not a fan. Your kids fell asleep on me and I was forced to watch it." While it is true his kids did fall asleep on her and she was kind of forced to watch it but it was more willing to watch. She may even have bought a few or 10 episodes.

Barton smiles cockily at Natasha knowing she's lying. He's seen her fall asleep with it playing on the computer a few times even but he'll keep the secret for now.

"Yeahh, sure. Get a picture with the kitty, cowgirl."

Punching Barton before walking away Natasha navigates her way through the dancing and stumbling crowd. The feeling of having too much skin showing pops up again making her move hastily to the outer edges of the party. Quickly pick pocketing a drunk party goer for their phone she manages to get in and have the camera ready as soon as she stood in front of the Hello Kitty. While she had made her way to the cat she had noticed it's head following her ever so slightly. This made Natasha tug at her damn tied up shirt right before stopping in front of it.

"Hey, mind if I get a picture next to you?"

It's head moves downward slightly before a muffled irritated sigh came from inside. Natasha questionably looks at the thing right as the muffled noises got louder and clearer.

"Not if you don't mind reminding me to kill Stark."

Not knowing what sound to make Natasha ends up with an abruptly short laugh and a gasp.

"Maria!"

Maria waves her hands within the suit to keep Natasha quite but was only successful in waving the suits arms up and down spasticity.

"Keep it down, Natasha!"

Holding a hand over her mouth Natasha tries hard not to laugh at her wonderful girlfriend. Even if at the expense of her love Stark will be getting a gift basket for finally hosting a party she can approve of. Breathing deeply Natasha tries speaking without laugher in her voice.

"A- He gave you- You're a kids cartoon character."

Maria awkwardly manoeuvres around in the suit to fully see Natasha's costume but it was all in vain since she could only see her shoulders. On the outside Natasha could only see the suit wiggle around briefly and the head jerk down only to hear a few curse words come from within.

"And you're not?"

Looking down at her costume then back to Maria who's still trying to see what it is. Smirking Natasha pushes the suits head up laughing.

"Well, considering a cowgirl can ride. No."

Fighting to reach the suits head to get it away from Natasha, Maria does everything she can except break free from the hell made suit. With a huff and a classy 'Fuck you' Maria gives up and attempts to place both hands on her hips.

"Do not be a smartass."

Letting go of the suits head Natasha laughs loudly. Maria being able to see Natasha again drops her arms and sighs wanting this night to end. A quick look up Natasha tries speaking through her laughs.

"Pfft- Don't- don't do that! That's adorable!"