A/N: This chapter is dedicated to KITTY LOVES HAWKEYE who I told that I would incorporate a scenario in which the fellas get to utilize their skills they learned. This chapter is really short, but eh. Quality over quantity! Continued thanks to all those who follow and favorite, and special thanks (special thanks involves a cookie) to everyone who has or will *wink wink, nudge nudge* review. ENJOY! :D

"Avengers, I don't know how to tell you this, but you four are going to have to go undercover as strippers."

Steve, Tony, and Bruce were horrified.

"Fury, you evil bastard! This is just you wanting to get back at us for catapulting you into jell-o!" Tony jumped for Fury, but Steve managed to hold him back.

"My friends, your strip mall is a glorious place with food a-plenty! Why are you all so mad?"

"Who's got duty for today?"

"Duty?"

"Well, Fury, duty refers to which one of us explains anything Thor asks. It's birdbrain, Bruce. Speaking of which, where are those two assassins at? It's not like them to miss a meeting."

"Agents Barton and Romanoff are not required for this mission."

"Things just went from bad to worse."

"Take it easy, Doctor Banner. This venue only wants you down to your underwear."

"Sure, that's just dandy." Bruce began to sulk.

"You better have a really damned good reason for making us do this."

Fury's one eye became as wide as a dinner plate. "Captain Rogers...What did you just say?"

"You heard me damn well, Director."

"I uh. Well, I just. I -"

"The Captain made Fury speechless! And I had JARVIS record it on video too! Oh happy day!" Stark began to pound his fists on the briefing table as he gasped for air in between his snorts of laughter.

"Speaking of happy days," Fury had regained his composure, "you four are going to make several women very happy tonight."

"Well that's a surprise. I always make several women very happy."

"Stark if you speak one more time before I debrief you, I am going to make you miserable. And don't you dare think that I can't!"

"Whatever you say sweet cheeks."

"SHUT THE HELL UP STARK! DON'T MAKE ME GO GET ANOTHER MUZZLE LIKE THE ONE WE USED ON LOKI!"

Stark shut up. He didn't want one of those muzzles. His face wasn't built for muzzles.

"Now, you four will be going to a strip club. We need you to distract all the ladies. Two of our female agents will be neutralizing an arms dealer that has a base of operations in the upper levels."

"Wait, so why are we needed?"

"Captain, this is a NUCLEAR arms dealer. We need assurance if something goes bad."

"Alright Fury, have it your way. But I am NOT shaving my beard again."

"Nor I!" Thor rubbed his beard in fear and comfort.

"Oh, that won't be necessary this time. You will be posing as an Avengers group. Think the Full Monty, gentlemen." With that, Fury left the room with a devilishly evil grin on his face.

"Is this the Python of which the Eye of the Hawk always speaks so highly?"

"Damnit, why does birdbrain have to be absent right now?! I have to take over his Thor duty! Bloody stupid archer." Tony was seething. "Thor, it's a movie about a few men who have to do a strip tease."

"But why is a strip a bad thing. Thou hast not explained that to me yet."

Tony looked physically strained. "Thor, a strip is when an individual removes their clothes."

"Then why is that so bad? I strip all the time? What does it matter?"

"Thor, we'll be stripping in front of women...lots of women."

"Oh..." That was all Thor could manage.

"Gentlemen. It was nice knowing you all." Banner left the room with his head held low.

"Well, I guess I better go pick our songs."

~Later that Night~

"Gentlemen, it's been an honor fighting with you all. May no one ever find out what happens tonight."

Steve's pep talk was met with two Cheers! and one Huzzah.

The music began. They had planned it where each had an intro song, but the stripping wouldn't begin until all four were present. They drew sticks to see who would have to go out first. Bruce picked the short stick.

Bruce entered to Motley Crüe's Doctor Feelgood and was followed by Thor who was accompanied by AC/DC's Thunderstruck. Tony followed, of course making a big production of himself, strutting to the stage with Black Sabbath's Iron Man. Bringing up the rear was Steve. He had asked Tony to let him pick his own song. Tony actually obliged, and was a bit shocked when Steve requested Sway by Michael Bublè. And boy, did Steve sway as he walked out.

Now it was time for the group show. Because Bruce drew the short stick and had to come out first, he received the honor of picking the group song, much to Tony's dismay. And so, in perfect synchronization, the four Avengers began to strip to Prince Charming by Adam Ant.

As they struck their final poses the audience of women went wild. Steve was in American flag boxers, Thor was displaying a fine set of poptart covered boxers. Tony had on a pair of golden briefs, and apparently Bruce forgot that people would be seeing his underwear. This is due to the fact that Bruce was currently wearing Spongebob Squarepants underwear. As the women went wild, they were all happy that this club had a strict no recording policy.

As the men sauntered off stage they made a pact to never speak of this again. It never was.

~Epilogue/Flashback~

Clint and Natasha walked into the Director's office after the four sulking Avengers left from their strip debriefing.

"Okay, Fury. What's your angle? Why aren't we, well, I guess it would've been me more than Nat, going along?"

"Agent Barton, I'm going to be very blunt. You two are the best SHIELD agents I've got. I can't risk pissing you two off. If I did, I'd have to send less competent people to do your jobs."

"I'm good with that explanation. How about you, sweetie?"

"Yep. I'm good. I just want to set up a camera in that strip club."

"Oh honey, how I love the way you think."

Fury's eye began to twitch. He couldn't mentally handle their flirting.

"That's not the only thing you love." Clint flashed Natasha an extremely suggestive smirk.

Fury had had enough. He fled the room, but not before yelling, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!"